Cobb would probably laugh about the list but go for it. She's more experienced than he is after all at knowing what works with her mutation. He's only doing guess work but he knows that she would correct him if they were going to get to a problem. He'd love to get a list of her fantasies. He'd also like her to smile at him like that every single day. Every single moment, just her, just her smile. He's completely emotionally compromised by her and honestly, it feels right to him, so he don't care. This is all he wants.
"If I say challenge you're gonna take me up on it, so let me have this, woman." She could definitely make him go faster if she wanted to. She could make him do a little twirl too, and anything else she wanted with him wrapped around her finger willingly. He playfully pinches her nipple for that, and also to make her feel good.
She opens so easily for him and she's beautiful, sexy, wet and wanting. Cobb can't taste her but then he realizes he can, removing his fingers from her temporarily so he can purposely lick the taste of her off them. He smiles and thrusts them back into her, picking up the pace so his fingers are fast but his tongue on her clit is slow. He's hungry for her sounds, for the certainty that she's having fun. He wanted to prove to her they can have a good time together, so that's his life's goal at the moment.
He has to test out the amount of pressure needed to get through the latex but it only takes a second, his tongue more strongly flicking at her clit and then he sucks on it, adding a third finger at the same time to make her shudder.
"Always," she murmurs, word trailing off into a moan at his sassy pinch, her back arching as she squirmed against him, but she chuckles roughly, shaking her head. They really were a funny pair, but it's working and she's not about to complain or think about what could go wrong.
There's a rumble in her chest that's the laziest complaining when he removes his fingers and leaves her empty, but she's watching him and god that's hot. She finds herself licking her lips and dropping her gaze to his, wanting to taste him mixing with her. Rogue opens her mouth to make a sassy comment about how he should at least compliment how she tastes, but then he's thrusting back into her and her mouth fills with a groan instead of those words. "Oh!"
She had prepared herself for a slow, drawn out torment, but she's only half-right. Her head relaxes back against the bed and she closes her eyes for several moments to focus on the feel of him. It's not the same, it'll never feel the same as how his cock might fill her, but it's wonderful nonetheless. He's the cause of the pleasure she's drowning in, the reason her back arches and her fingers are twisted in the sheets beneath them. She tries to rock against him, coax his mouth to speed up, but she already knows that's the torment.
A gasp cuts through her moans as he coordinates his tongue (that's apparently talented at more than just talking) with the added finger, stretching her open further and causing that shudder as she tightens around him. "Just wait 'til ah get mah mouth 'round you," the younger woman rumbles. It's a threat and a promise.
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"If I say challenge you're gonna take me up on it, so let me have this, woman." She could definitely make him go faster if she wanted to. She could make him do a little twirl too, and anything else she wanted with him wrapped around her finger willingly. He playfully pinches her nipple for that, and also to make her feel good.
She opens so easily for him and she's beautiful, sexy, wet and wanting. Cobb can't taste her but then he realizes he can, removing his fingers from her temporarily so he can purposely lick the taste of her off them. He smiles and thrusts them back into her, picking up the pace so his fingers are fast but his tongue on her clit is slow. He's hungry for her sounds, for the certainty that she's having fun. He wanted to prove to her they can have a good time together, so that's his life's goal at the moment.
He has to test out the amount of pressure needed to get through the latex but it only takes a second, his tongue more strongly flicking at her clit and then he sucks on it, adding a third finger at the same time to make her shudder.
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There's a rumble in her chest that's the laziest complaining when he removes his fingers and leaves her empty, but she's watching him and god that's hot. She finds herself licking her lips and dropping her gaze to his, wanting to taste him mixing with her. Rogue opens her mouth to make a sassy comment about how he should at least compliment how she tastes, but then he's thrusting back into her and her mouth fills with a groan instead of those words. "Oh!"
She had prepared herself for a slow, drawn out torment, but she's only half-right. Her head relaxes back against the bed and she closes her eyes for several moments to focus on the feel of him. It's not the same, it'll never feel the same as how his cock might fill her, but it's wonderful nonetheless. He's the cause of the pleasure she's drowning in, the reason her back arches and her fingers are twisted in the sheets beneath them. She tries to rock against him, coax his mouth to speed up, but she already knows that's the torment.
A gasp cuts through her moans as he coordinates his tongue (that's apparently talented at more than just talking) with the added finger, stretching her open further and causing that shudder as she tightens around him. "Just wait 'til ah get mah mouth 'round you," the younger woman rumbles. It's a threat and a promise.