[ If only... He wasn't really laughing at her, so much as to how things have gone. Especially after the misunderstanding last night... ah. (Don't worry though, Athena, you can do whatever you want after.)
He doesn't even reply to her, instead moving low enough again. It might seem confusing at first though, as he doesn't pull his finger away, instead still pressing it into her, pulling it out, only the next time he pushes in... the tip of his tongue pushes in with it. It means the hand on her breast sinks lower for a second, scratches ever so lightly over her skin as he tries to keep himself steady. ]
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He doesn't even reply to her, instead moving low enough again. It might seem confusing at first though, as he doesn't pull his finger away, instead still pressing it into her, pulling it out, only the next time he pushes in... the tip of his tongue pushes in with it. It means the hand on her breast sinks lower for a second, scratches ever so lightly over her skin as he tries to keep himself steady. ]