[He'd wanted to thank her and to see her in the new dress. But... if she's so eager to be fucked and squeezed, Gokudera can happily oblige. His mouth stays at her neck, one hand abandoning her breast to reach up and push fingers into Eponine's hair, raking up the back of her neck and gripping into strands to tug back and offer more of that smooth, pale column for his lips to enjoy.
The hand pinching at her nipple stays there, then grabs roughly, squeezing and he grinds his bulge against her. Why she's messing about with his shirt is beyond him, but he hopes that he's making it plenty clear he's eager for more. If he had more hands, he'd be working on freeing himself from his clothes and going about fucking her hard.
For now it's all mouth, hands, and hard grinding.]
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The hand pinching at her nipple stays there, then grabs roughly, squeezing and he grinds his bulge against her. Why she's messing about with his shirt is beyond him, but he hopes that he's making it plenty clear he's eager for more. If he had more hands, he'd be working on freeing himself from his clothes and going about fucking her hard.
For now it's all mouth, hands, and hard grinding.]