As she twisted and bent around him, Geralt locked his arms in tight, crossed across the wrists, pulling her flush against his body. Her writing back grinding his pressing crotch and torso.
Okay, so what if he was a little aroused by all of this? The kid could not only take a punch but throw them too, and now? Now she was displaying to the Witcher just how bendy and flexible so was. It was incredibly hot...
Feeling an opening as they squirmed and struggled just after being knocked to the floor. Geralt pressed his mouth against the nape of her neck. A grunt of a moan passed her flesh as the Witcher gave a small testing bite, followed by a kiss shortly after. His hands pawed as he tried to keep her in his grasp, only heavily they groped at her chest, the top of her thighs. ]
Ugh-- Fuck!
[ Wincing out feeling his head rattle as it hit the floor, the crown of Ren's having jolted his jaw as he hadn't been paying attention. ]
Hmm. A dirty fight is it? Alright.
[ Okay, enough was enough. Geralt rolled them, only just managing to hold onto her. Kneeling between her legs as he frantically tried to block any incoming shots. His goal? To pin those fucking arms up above her head on the floor. ]
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As she twisted and bent around him, Geralt locked his arms in tight, crossed across the wrists, pulling her flush against his body. Her writing back grinding his pressing crotch and torso.
Okay, so what if he was a little aroused by all of this? The kid could not only take a punch but throw them too, and now? Now she was displaying to the Witcher just how bendy and flexible so was. It was incredibly hot...
Feeling an opening as they squirmed and struggled just after being knocked to the floor. Geralt pressed his mouth against the nape of her neck. A grunt of a moan passed her flesh as the Witcher gave a small testing bite, followed by a kiss shortly after. His hands pawed as he tried to keep her in his grasp, only heavily they groped at her chest, the top of her thighs. ]
Ugh-- Fuck!
[ Wincing out feeling his head rattle as it hit the floor, the crown of Ren's having jolted his jaw as he hadn't been paying attention. ]
Hmm. A dirty fight is it? Alright.
[ Okay, enough was enough. Geralt rolled them, only just managing to hold onto her. Kneeling between her legs as he frantically tried to block any incoming shots. His goal? To pin those fucking arms up above her head on the floor. ]