[ between the arousal and the noises he's making, her chest and cheeks flush with a rush of blood. her grip in his hair tightens. she finds herself releasing noises of her own, all breathy and moany. ]
Goddammit. Hook - [ she says it like she's scolding him. it's the only tone she uses with him, really. but whatever she was going to say is quickly lost in the waves of pleasure and she's left writhing beneath him, creeping closer to the edge. ]
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Goddammit. Hook - [ she says it like she's scolding him. it's the only tone she uses with him, really. but whatever she was going to say is quickly lost in the waves of pleasure and she's left writhing beneath him, creeping closer to the edge. ]