[ she'll even start to move, like she's going to try and sit up on her hands and knees, her hands sliding back to plant flat on the gold-smudged sheets, legs bending as her knees scoot forward. slow, though, like she's giving him the chance to stop her. maybe she is. ]
Then you're going to have to deal with it from behind again so I can keep giving you your spanking.
[A loud 'whack' cracked through the air on the next smack, his hand sliding down between her legs so he could slide a finger into her. Yes, he was kind of enjoying this a bit.]
[ it's the kind of yelp that makes her whole body jerk, her back tensing up, but then she feels his finger slip between her legs and oh, that makes her drop flat across his lap again, even if her outside leg is moving out a bit so she's not squishing his hand between her thighs. ]
[He lets his middle finger go all the way up inside her to the knuckle, then pulls it out and brings it up to his mouth to suck clean before he gives her ass another swat.]
[ she can't see what he's doing, but she can hear it, and she makes another sound like his mouth is on her, because holy. hera. in a handbasket. that's really hot. her face is buried in the sheets again when he slaps her, muffling the moan that follows, and she only manages to turn her face a little bit to get out a- ] I love you so much. [ which is weird to think when you're laid out over your boyfriend's lap, but she does. she is, she's thinking it. ]
[Another smack, followed by two fingers sliding up into her, fingers that he takes the time to fuck her with as he watches those pinkened cheeks settled over his lap.]
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[Good luck, especially when he took a second to concentrate, flexing it so it pressed up into her seemingly on its own.]
I'm not the one who misbehaved, missy.
[A light swat on the other ass cheek.]
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[ she'll even start to move, like she's going to try and sit up on her hands and knees, her hands sliding back to plant flat on the gold-smudged sheets, legs bending as her knees scoot forward. slow, though, like she's giving him the chance to stop her. maybe she is. ]
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[A loud 'whack' cracked through the air on the next smack, his hand sliding down between her legs so he could slide a finger into her. Yes, he was kind of enjoying this a bit.]
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[ it's the kind of yelp that makes her whole body jerk, her back tensing up, but then she feels his finger slip between her legs and oh, that makes her drop flat across his lap again, even if her outside leg is moving out a bit so she's not squishing his hand between her thighs. ]
Stiles-
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[He lets his middle finger go all the way up inside her to the knuckle, then pulls it out and brings it up to his mouth to suck clean before he gives her ass another swat.]
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[Another smack, followed by two fingers sliding up into her, fingers that he takes the time to fuck her with as he watches those pinkened cheeks settled over his lap.]
Are we learning our lesson yet?