resting your body between his legs, you can tell how easily flustered he is and you gently press your hips to his, feeling how hard he is and loving the sound of his whimpers. you kiss the corner of his mouth, his lips parted from his soft sounds and you ghost your lips over his.
“such a pretty boy,” you whisper, making him blush and jut his hips into yours involuntarily. you knew he would be a wreck soon enough.