[ Basch's words and actions have her lips curling into a smile as her tongue continues to lavish him when he finally does as she'd hoped. Replacing her mouth with her hands to keep the friction and the need growing she turns, giving him a cheeky glance over her shoulder. The colour flushing over his cheeks softens the strong lines of his face. Layer it with his need for her and she may as well have melted right then and there. ]

You say that like that's a bad thing. Maybe I want you to fuck my mouth and use it however you want.

[ It's punctuated by a slow languid lick but she relents. Next time. His cock leaves her mouth with a wet pop as falls onto her back, pink hair fanning around her. One hand reaches between her to spread her folds apart from him, the other hand held out towards him. A warm smile spreads onto her face, unaware about how laid bare she is for him. Not just her legs but the scar marring her chest and her arms. None of it matters. All that matters is having him close and hearing their heartbeats fall in time together. ]

Come here. Fill me up, Basch.

[ The teasing air from before fades, left behind with a breathless tone that can only be need. ]