[There's that acceptance in her eyes, knowing just what that means for him to admit that, although, she certainly has no qualms to any suggestions. It is for the both of them, after all, despite the whole being conquered by her treats earlier. Sypha would openly admit that she does like this position, riding him as she will. The friction of her breasts rubbing against his chest with each bounce has little sparks igniting throughout, leaving her nipples hard.
She doesn't need a verbal either, taking that cue as her legs stretch, and oh, how delightful is that as the angle subtly changes, sinking him deeper in to her. Her thighs tighten, squeeze, head rolling back for a moment to simply savour the pleasure that trickles along her spine and makes her toes curl.
Yet when his fingers find her, her head snaps back, and tighter does her grip turn, and harder do her walls clench around him.]
Alucard...
[It's almost a protest, but her hands are shifting through his hair again and her mouth is claiming his with hard wanting kisses. It's harder that her hips roll, legs squeezing in conjunction with each downward movement, and she may very well need to brush his hair for him later with how her fingers work and tug and tease. It's lips and tongue and teeth, moans whimpered in praise and pleasure as her back arches, pressing her torso harder against his.]
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She doesn't need a verbal either, taking that cue as her legs stretch, and oh, how delightful is that as the angle subtly changes, sinking him deeper in to her. Her thighs tighten, squeeze, head rolling back for a moment to simply savour the pleasure that trickles along her spine and makes her toes curl.
Yet when his fingers find her, her head snaps back, and tighter does her grip turn, and harder do her walls clench around him.]
Alucard...
[It's almost a protest, but her hands are shifting through his hair again and her mouth is claiming his with hard wanting kisses. It's harder that her hips roll, legs squeezing in conjunction with each downward movement, and she may very well need to brush his hair for him later with how her fingers work and tug and tease. It's lips and tongue and teeth, moans whimpered in praise and pleasure as her back arches, pressing her torso harder against his.]