Zoro remains kneeling, his emerald robe opening just enough to provide a peek of his chest as he continues his slow exploration upwards. Reira's womanly scent is rich and intoxicating, grounding him even as a thrill of anticipation runs through his body.
So he kisses her skin, soft and warm and laced with more affection than perhaps one might expect from a stranger. But it's what Reira inspires in him, along with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach while he helps himself to the smooth, pale skin revealed by her skirt hiking up bit by bit.
Reira had asked for oral, not for him to kiss every inch of her gorgeous legs. But Zoro can't help it; his hands are greedy, touching her everywhere that his lips are otherwise too busy to ravish. His breath is warm against her skin as he pulls aside her undergarments just enough to reveal her to him. She's pretty down here, too, but he doesn't observe that out loud, instead slowly pressing the flat of his tongue against her, moaning softly at the first taste. He moves slowly, tracing the delicate contours of her sex almost reverently, like an offering to express the deference he is so willing to give.
He feels her hand settle on his head; he takes it as a soft acknowledgement, a sign that he's meeting her expectations. And the idea pleases him. In this moment, with Reira watching him from above, Zoro finds a new kind of satisfaction blooming within him. It's hot and thrilling, so his slow movements grow more eager, strong hands steadying her by the hips as he presses his tongue past her entrance, like he means to taste her nectar from the source.
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Zoro remains kneeling, his emerald robe opening just enough to provide a peek of his chest as he continues his slow exploration upwards. Reira's womanly scent is rich and intoxicating, grounding him even as a thrill of anticipation runs through his body.So he kisses her skin, soft and warm and laced with more affection than perhaps one might expect from a stranger. But it's what Reira inspires in him, along with the desire pooling in the pit of his stomach while he helps himself to the smooth, pale skin revealed by her skirt hiking up bit by bit.
Reira had asked for oral, not for him to kiss every inch of her gorgeous legs. But Zoro can't help it; his hands are greedy, touching her everywhere that his lips are otherwise too busy to ravish. His breath is warm against her skin as he pulls aside her undergarments just enough to reveal her to him. She's pretty down here, too, but he doesn't observe that out loud, instead slowly pressing the flat of his tongue against her, moaning softly at the first taste. He moves slowly, tracing the delicate contours of her sex almost reverently, like an offering to express the deference he is so willing to give.
He feels her hand settle on his head; he takes it as a soft acknowledgement, a sign that he's meeting her expectations. And the idea pleases him. In this moment, with Reira watching him from above, Zoro finds a new kind of satisfaction blooming within him. It's hot and thrilling, so his slow movements grow more eager, strong hands steadying her by the hips as he presses his tongue past her entrance, like he means to taste her nectar from the source.