@ElderGod-Carrots
“Here.” Came Keiryn’s quick reply. Maybe a little too quick. But he was desperate and needed an out, needed something, anything, and Farah seemed more than happy to give it to him.
When he was standing, when he finally had his hands on her like he wanted, he wasted no time in moving them. The slid around her waist and down, grabbing at her ass, squeezing. He was just as breathless as she was, but Keiryn was definitely more red. He couldn’t help the way he pressed his face into the crook of her neck, bending slightly to get there, trying to hide away.
With them flush against each other he couldn’t help but push forwards, if that was at all possible. Try and get closer, try and put friction between them. It didn’t help matters with his blush, or the fact that he was as needy as can be. Here would be more than fine, especially when he didn’t want to wait.
