i never really have much to say in these things. less talk, more action — insert other clichés here, et cetera. go ahead. try me. we'll see what happens.
[ Is it really dramatics though, Sara? Are they really that dramatic? Because he's pretty damn sure that Sara knows exactly what she's capable of when it comes to pleasing someone. Not just a guy. But just about anyone could have a good time with Sara. But maybe Steve's just biased because she's the only woman who has ever been on her knees before him like this. Doing something he really only could imagine when he was a teenage boy back in Brooklyn. Pushed aside for more adult thoughts like war and protecting his country.
She stops after a few moments and Steve feels like he can breathe for a moment. His whole body feels hot to the touch. Blood practically boiling in his veins. How's that for dramatic? But she's not finished with teasing him. Not physically and verbally. His toes are ready to curl right up. That smile coupled with her response is enough to make his stomach do flips. She's a liar. Not kill, but utterly and completely destroy him for whatever woman comes after to lavish him with such attention. That's her goal. ]
I uh--[ He swallows that lump and looks at her. Teeth coming down on his bottom lip. He watches her closely. She looks like an angel and a devil all wrapped in one right now. He nods his head after a beat. ]--keep going. Please don't stop, Sara. [ He said please. ]
( he did say please, which sara probably should've expected, considering his unending polite, gentlemanly ways. even when he's coming undone and unraveling before her very eyes, these things are innate in steve rogers — which is maybe why she's grown to like his company so much.
she also very much likes the desperate drag of teeth against his lower lip, the way her name arounds carried over a shaky breath; how could she not indulge him, when he'd asked so nicely? there's no verbal response, just an amused twitch of her lips into something like a pleased smirk before they wrap around his cock again, head sinking down onto his lap, her grip on his thighs tightening as she keeps him there for a moment, lets him enjoy the sensation of her salivating around him.
sara can't help but start bobbing her head again, up and down with her tongue pressed against the length of his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she takes him, rhythmic and almost a little greedy because god does she want him to come for her like he never has before. )
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She stops after a few moments and Steve feels like he can breathe for a moment. His whole body feels hot to the touch. Blood practically boiling in his veins. How's that for dramatic? But she's not finished with teasing him. Not physically and verbally. His toes are ready to curl right up. That smile coupled with her response is enough to make his stomach do flips. She's a liar. Not kill, but utterly and completely destroy him for whatever woman comes after to lavish him with such attention. That's her goal. ]
I uh--[ He swallows that lump and looks at her. Teeth coming down on his bottom lip. He watches her closely. She looks like an angel and a devil all wrapped in one right now. He nods his head after a beat. ]--keep going. Please don't stop, Sara. [ He said please. ]
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she also very much likes the desperate drag of teeth against his lower lip, the way her name arounds carried over a shaky breath; how could she not indulge him, when he'd asked so nicely? there's no verbal response, just an amused twitch of her lips into something like a pleased smirk before they wrap around his cock again, head sinking down onto his lap, her grip on his thighs tightening as she keeps him there for a moment, lets him enjoy the sensation of her salivating around him.
sara can't help but start bobbing her head again, up and down with her tongue pressed against the length of his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she takes him, rhythmic and almost a little greedy because god does she want him to come for her like he never has before. )