(the jolt isn't unexpected and she smiles to herself as aemond's fingers thread through her dark curls. not to overwhelm him too much, she experiments just as she had with her hand: the swirl of her tongue, playing with suction that hollows her cheeks. what she cannot quite fit, she strokes with her hand.
giving him pleasure like this...well, he deserves it. to carry the burdens upon his shoulders as he does? that and she really, really is liking being able to unravel a fraction of that stoicism.
as she works, zatanna occasionally glances up to study his expressions. she might even wink.)
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Date: 2024-11-27 01:33 am (UTC)giving him pleasure like this...well, he deserves it. to carry the burdens upon his shoulders as he does? that and she really, really is liking being able to unravel a fraction of that stoicism.
as she works, zatanna occasionally glances up to study his expressions. she might even wink.)