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( leonard is, for all intents and purposes, a very good listener when he wants to be; the vibrator hums to life, slow and even-keeled, makes sara let out a long sigh as she presses the head against the fabric of her underwear, glides up and down slowly, relying on indirect contact to get her started.
his comment brings a pleased smirk to her lips, heavily lidded eyes peering at him down there at the foot of the bed. ) And lucky me, I won't have to work very hard at all.
( don't think she didn't notice the way the vibrator responds in time with his voice, though. leonard's always had a way with words, always seems to have the right thing to say, syllables dragged lazily and slowly in a way that could already make goosebumps chart a course up her arms, send a chill up her spine. this takes it to an entirely new level, delicious heat twisting in her stomach, persistent between her thighs.
sara's impatience is very real, despite how badly she wants to make him squirm just from the way he makes her squirm. beneath the sheet, she lifts her hips, draws her knees in towards her, and a moment later, there's a pair of black underwear being pulled out and dropped to the floor. the direct contact of the toy against her clit brings a soft whimper from her that she's quick to bite back, teeth catching her lower lip as her hips roll experimentally against the rounded head. )
— I've found that being demanding tends to get similar results, ( she can't help but quip, voice slightly strained through her breathing, mostly just wanting to keep leonard talking. )
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