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Seeing what she was hinting at, his warm lips slowly pressed against a pulsing vein on her neck. Dragging his moist tongue across it, he then nipped at her soft neck, easily making a mark.
 
Even if she didn't want to admit it, and wanted to keep Milo from realising how genuinely good he was, Leora struggled to really compress the intensity of the moans leaving the back of her throat, and really, by the time he had left the mark, she didn't entirely care about trying to keep back any further... hence why she quietly moved her hands to undo his belt for him.​
 
"Down girl. You're so eager, let me please you first~" Purred the man, as he lowered his head, opening her legs. Pulling down her laced thong, he slowly ran his tongue over her clit.
 
She hardly appreciated the brashness of his tone, and the fact she was almost reprimanded like some child was a little insulting in her eyes (though it had to be said that her ideas of being a lady probably clouded her common sense), but when he reacted by actually pleasuring her? All the disrespect she thought he had disappeared instantaneously, her back arched and nails digging into his back as she let out a low, sultry purr in response.​
 
Focusing on only pleasing her, he began to finger her as well, as he licked her. Looking up, he watched her expression, smirking at her.
 
If she hadn't been in her own state of euphoria, she would have probably wiped the smirk off his face with a grumpy scowl - luckily for him, though, he was rather amazing at what he was doing, and any attempt on her end to maintain irritation towards him was shot down. "S-Seriously? I'm not, ah... into foreplay that much... not that you a-aren't good~"​
 
Pulling away from her legs, he looked down at her with a smirk. "Okay...Okay." He smirked, and leaned down to kiss her, pulling down his pants.
 
If she was completely honest, foreplay just tended to be a little... useless. Why prolong the inevitable lovemaking they would be having? Clearly, she didn't like to prolong the time she spent with a love, and spending time hugging and kissing just was time wasting, wasn't it? She could have sex and force him out of the apartment within the hour, which, as much as she liked the boy, sounded ideal.

If she could help it, she never let a man sleep through the night. She hated waking up at morning to see someone in her bed, and have to waste her morning forcing them out before they asked to stay for breakfast. The thought genuinely repulsed her.

So when he finally tugged down his pants, she let a relieved grin show and wrapped her slender arms around him gratefully. "I just don't have a saint's patience, sweetie. Eagerness, see~?"​
 
"Jeez, aren't you the naughty girl." He smirked. Of course staying the night wasn't really in his books. He had to be back before his foster mom noticed he was gone. She was at work right now, but in the morning he knew she always checked on him. So yeah, he definitely wasn't staying the night. After this, he would be getting dressed and leaving the girl.

Once fully unclothed, he sat up, a bit, before putting the head of his shaft at her entrance, not yet penetrating her.
 
An anticipatory purr almost broke out at the feeling-- until realising he'd paused, her patience easily slipping again as her eyes shot open with an unimpressed grimace. "Seriously? Do stop being a tease, would you? or I really am not going to bother doing anything to help pleasure you. I'll just lay here indifferently, hm?"​
 
Laughing at how impatient she was, he nodded before his long length pushed roughly into her.
 
A quiet inhale did leave her, admittedly, at the rough entrance, struggling to actually get over how brash he was... though, almost instantly after, her slender, smooth leg had wound around one of his, her face pressed into the crook of his shoulder and leaving rather sweet kisses along his collarbone, all while her nails dug into his back again.​
 
Slowly, he began to move in her, before he quickened up his speed. His hips easily maneuvering his shaft in ways to please her. A growl came from him as he leaned in to passionately kiss her, smirking.
 
Arching her back a little further, it took everything in her power not to let herself moan. It wasn't that she didn't want him to know he was doing a good job - her delight was probably evident. It was more that she didn't want Milo to get all cocky and big-headed. She liked confidence, but definitely not arrogance. That was completely off-putting...​
 
A soft moan escaped he man's lips as he moved around in her. She was so tight, and wet. Damn, she was gonna have him going crazy. Groaning softly, he leaned down to roughly kiss her with a growl. One of his hands went to grab a fistful of her hair.
 
"Don't treat me like some object you can fondle so easily," she purred playfully, retorting by slipping her arm around him and slowly trailing her fingers along the side of his body, slowly and sensually, while rocking her hips naturally to meet his - she had done this a few times, after all, though admittedly, this was one of the better meetings she had had with a man.​
 
Chuckling at her words, his other hand went to play with her breast, while his mouth easily sucked on the other's. Her breast, were perfect. Not overly huge, and not so small. Perfect.
 
Letting him have his own freedom to do what he wished (even if the lack of control did worry her a little, being used to leading the way over the man), she rested back, albeit contentedly, with a reassuring grin upwards at him. Frankly, if it meant she had to let her control go to have him act this good, then she could cope - he was excelling anyone she had been with in recent history, so letting him have the control just this once was something she had to let happen. Not that she was going to let him have all of it. "Move your hips a little faster, yeah~?"​
 
Obeying her command, he grabbed her hips, going faster, and pounding deep within her, hitting a sensitive spot he had no clue was there.
 
As soon as the spot had been touched upon, that of which had honestly rarely been hit before (only now and then, and she was usually drunk when it happened), she did grip onto him tightly, almost dependently, as she eased her face into his shoulder. Only then did a loud moan escape her, low and sultry, completely pleasured and igniting a small purr from her. It was rare to have her so content without complaint, but apparently, Milo easily brought out her softer side...​
 
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