[ she can feel sirin come, shaking and clenching down around her. it's incredible. she's so, so lucky to have her: beautiful, broken, all-powerful, frail. she wants to tear that power away from her. she wants to build her up, to worship until she is the most powerful god of this universe or the next.
her pace doesn't change one bit. she doesn't lose control, doesn't start going unnecessarily hard. she just keeps those slow, deliberate thrusts going, trying to force sirin through more and more pleasure with each movement. ]
I'm here. I'm here, Sirin. I'll make it feel good. I absolutely, really promise.
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her pace doesn't change one bit. she doesn't lose control, doesn't start going unnecessarily hard. she just keeps those slow, deliberate thrusts going, trying to force sirin through more and more pleasure with each movement. ]
I'm here. I'm here, Sirin. I'll make it feel good. I absolutely, really promise.