Just cuddles right? No.
lying on the couch the fire crackling in the background. as I'm cuddling up to his chest, not playing attention to his hand slowly moving up my thighs and between my legs. As he softly caresses my inner things, making me let out small, pleading whimpers of both pleasure and fear. I cling tighter to his chest, my head nuzzling into the crease of his neck, as I feel his hands slide into my pants then down my boxers. My body tenses at the feeling of his cold hand against sensitive areas, rubbing and caressing carefully and gently beneath, sliding a finger into my tight wet heat after a minute that felt more like forever of teasing. My breath hitches, the soft sounds of his movements in and out corrupting the room. His other hand slides up to gently rub my chest. my body stays tense as I release soft sounds and moans. my breathing heavy as his fingers move faster, a small smirk playing on his lips. This continues on for 30 to 45 minutes before it goes back to cuddles.
(I got lazy while writhing the end :3)
