[ He doesn't need to worry about things being "interesting". It feels good, every movement, every slow roll of her hips. And after a moment, she moves a little faster, a little harder. She pulls gently at his hair, drawing his mouth back to hers for a breathless kiss.]
[Small sounds are muted by the kiss, especially prominent when she pulls his hair. A hand trails up her side until he cups one of her breasts to tease at the nipple. When she picks up the pace, he can feel heat curling low in his belly. He won't last too much longer at the pace she's going.]
[ He doesn't need to last longer than he can, she'd tell him that if she knew he was worried about it, if she could think of anything other than the way it feels to be on top of him. This is her position, it's the one she's good at and she rolls her hips and grinds her body in a way she knows is sure to make him feel good.]
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