[Robb does his best. He does his best in a way that tiny beads of sweat appear on his forehead. The noises she makes are addicting, the sweetest sounds he has ever heard. Once again he realizes how good it is to love another. How it brought clearance in the confusion that surrounded him.
He presses his mouth against the skin of her back and grins when she exclaims those words.]
Gods, I'm so close... [When he feels how she tightens around him it is bloody hard to maintain this and not lose himself in the delicious heat of her cunt.] ...sweetling...I cannot...
[A soft noise escapes his mouth before he speaks again.]
no subject
He presses his mouth against the skin of her back and grins when she exclaims those words.]
Gods, I'm so close... [When he feels how she tightens around him it is bloody hard to maintain this and not lose himself in the delicious heat of her cunt.] ...sweetling...I cannot...
[A soft noise escapes his mouth before he speaks again.]
...Tell me...when you wish me to...