Well, I - [ he starts, sounding a little strained, but doesn't finish, swallowing thickly whatever words he was going to say in his defense. He didn't really have any, honestly. Instead: ] -- this is absolutely your fault.
[ he's innocent! mostly innocent! He tried. Maybe he could have tried a little harder, though. Then again, there comes a point when being a gentleman starts feeling silly, and having her naked and dripping wet on his lap definitely had to be way past that point. His breath quickly becomes short as she starts to move her hand against him, a quiet, half-formed groan of protest - her name - falling from his lips; even so, he leans his hips into her movement, unable to ignore the dull ache of pleasure. Judith is an absolute devil. He saw that look of hers, too.
But it's all the encouragement he needs. Their position leaves him with little leeway (which might have been exactly what she wanted, knowing her - leaving him completely vulnerable to her attacks - a devil.) So he moves upwards, instead, and finally acts on the desire he'd been repressing since the moment he sat down, taking her breasts into his hands with a quiet sigh. There's a sense of reverence in his gentle touch, but the firmness of a very real desire just behind it, squeezing and massaging. ]
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[ he's innocent! mostly innocent! He tried. Maybe he could have tried a little harder, though. Then again, there comes a point when being a gentleman starts feeling silly, and having her naked and dripping wet on his lap definitely had to be way past that point. His breath quickly becomes short as she starts to move her hand against him, a quiet, half-formed groan of protest - her name - falling from his lips; even so, he leans his hips into her movement, unable to ignore the dull ache of pleasure. Judith is an absolute devil. He saw that look of hers, too.
But it's all the encouragement he needs. Their position leaves him with little leeway (which might have been exactly what she wanted, knowing her - leaving him completely vulnerable to her attacks - a devil.) So he moves upwards, instead, and finally acts on the desire he'd been repressing since the moment he sat down, taking her breasts into his hands with a quiet sigh. There's a sense of reverence in his gentle touch, but the firmness of a very real desire just behind it, squeezing and massaging. ]