𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 • [ general iroh II x oc ]

Favors

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"I'd like to hear you say it." He told her, his voice still low. "Tell me what you want."

The fluttering butterfly's in Aria's stomach made both the pounding of her heart and the heat between her legs seem less intense.

That didn't mean she couldn't feel it.
Aria felt all of it.
To an excruciating degree.

"I'm not all that picky." Aria quickly hummed back, her voice a whisper.

He lowered his head, nuzzling his face into her neck, the scent of her skin driving him crazy.

"I want to hear those pretty little sounds you make."

Irohs large strong hand ran down, down her body, and stopped, resting in between her thighs, and he felt the heat from them. The only thing separating his hand from her core was the thin black lace of her underwear.

He ran his thumb over her covered opening and started to softly massage her.

Aria whimpered at the sudden arousal, a shock being sent through her entire body, her mind going fuzzy for a moment.

"You like that?" He murmured, his voice slightly breathy.

Aria nodded and in a desperate act of pleasure, started to try and shimmy her skirt down.

His hands went to her hips, and he helped her slide the skirt off. "That's better." He lowly murmured and kissed her. Her hands went to hold his head, but her hips instinctively rubbed against his.

Iroh gazed at her black lace underwear she was wearing, and as amazing the sight was. He knew that she would look even better with them off.

He quickly hooked his fingers into the black of her underwear, and gently started pulling them off her hips. The underwear was throw to the floor and Iroh placed his hand back in between her legs, now fully feeling the heat and eagerness between them.

Aria craved for him to touch her again, she felt a growing anticipation in her core and rubbed her thoughts together to stifle the desire.

"Please, please Iroh." Her voice was barley above a whisper.

He heard her, so softly, so lowly, begging him.

His fingers brushed over her, gently feeling her heat, and he heard her gasp.

He gently moved his fingers, gently massaging her. Aria's mouth was now open in ecstasy and Iroh took advantage, taking her lips into his own.

He knew what he was doing, and he watched her, he listened to her soft moans and gasps, the way her hands were clenching the bed sheets.

"Iroh I'm going to..." Aria whimpered against his ear.

"Say it, say it." He whispered, his face in her neck, his own need growing inside him.

"I'm going to cum." She panted, gripping onto his shoulders.

He felt her tense, and heard her gasp, the sound sending a shiver down his spine.

He rested his face against her shoulder, trying to slow his heartbeat, trying to regain some rational thought.

Arias glossy green eyes closed as she tried to regain her breath.