She continued to touch herself, hand now dipped inside her panties and plunging into her own heat. She nods her head slightly, hollowing her cheeks.
He voice is a murmur close to her skin, quiet, as he continues to litter her skin with kisses* Can I take them off? He hesitates, not wanting to move too fast. He lies her back down, kissing across her chest while his fingers toy with the waistband of her panties. God you’re stunning… *he whispers, placing his hands on her thighs again. Slowly, he slips her dress over her head, setting it to the side* Satoru gets up, pulling her wrists so she’d sit up as well. The poor girls’ neck was covered in hickies at this point, and he could feel how wet her panties had become due to his simple touches. *Gojo could feel himself harden above her, simply from hearing whatever noises she let out. Her hips slightly twitched before she brought a hand up to her mouth to lightly bite her finger to try and not make loud noises. “S-Sa-“ she couldn’t form his full name the more he rubbed circles on her bundle of nerves, driving her crazy. With him keeping her legs apart, she desperately wanted to clamp her legs shut, but fought the urge to let him touch her more. Nozomi throws her head back, a soft squeaked out moan leaving her mouth, as she kept her hand on his that continued to touch her through her panties.