[Wanda moans into the kiss just as he wants, all of her pleas soundly stifled. But she treasures his kisses as always, and though her hips rock desperately against his hand, her kiss is something far more tender. It's grounding amidst the absolute onslaught of pleasure on her senses. She is already so very close again, clinging to his hand and shoulder, her inner walls clenching tightly around his fingers. She longs for him to fill her properly, and she knows that he can feel it. But she can also sense his resolve and she knows that Shaxx isn't going to take her until he's good and ready.
But that's fine. She wants to be lost in him.
And so she shatters again for him quite easily, breaking from the kiss temporarily with a cry.]
Shaxx...
[And then she crashes into him again, though this kiss is far more passionate. In this position, she has few other ways to reciprocate.]
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But that's fine. She wants to be lost in him.
And so she shatters again for him quite easily, breaking from the kiss temporarily with a cry.]
Shaxx...
[And then she crashes into him again, though this kiss is far more passionate. In this position, she has few other ways to reciprocate.]