[It's not like her mouth empties either when he pulls out, she keeps her mouth shut so that nothing more could drip out. Desperate to take a breath, but she relaxes for now, such an overpowering taste even if it's distinctively his. She looks at him as he tips her chin up, a gloriously light feeling as she takes in the sight of him, soft and sated, still flushed from the release.
She's still a mess. A hand pulls up to cover her lips, and she does it, drink it down so that she wouldn't have to make a bigger mess. Sure, they're in the shower where they can easily wash themselves, but she had always been so tidy that this was an option she decided to take. She finishes, and taking that long awaited breath, she quickly wipes her lips with her thumb.]
It's fine, really. [He's so hard to look away from.]
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She's still a mess. A hand pulls up to cover her lips, and she does it, drink it down so that she wouldn't have to make a bigger mess. Sure, they're in the shower where they can easily wash themselves, but she had always been so tidy that this was an option she decided to take. She finishes, and taking that long awaited breath, she quickly wipes her lips with her thumb.]
It's fine, really. [He's so hard to look away from.]