He hadn’t been, in her words, a gentleman so he could get something from her later. It had just been the right thing to do, but he can’t deny that he’s glad that it in some small part led him here.
“I intend to,” he breathes out, bypassing the button of her pants to instead grab her by the ass and lift her up, muscles flexing with the effort as he carries her over to the bed and lays her down onto it. Her red hair and pale skin look incredible against the white sheets, and Steve looks her over before leaning over to strip her of her pants and underwear.
He knows they may not have a lot of time, but he drops to his knees and pulls her to the edge of the bed anyway, hooking one of her legs over his shoulders as he presses his mouth to her inner thigh. When he first started doing this, it was to help girls relax more than anything, but he quickly discovered that he liked doing it. And more than that, he was good at it.
So it’s with a confident smile up at her that he curls one arm around Ygritte’s thigh and places his hand on the inside of her opposite thigh, keeping her legs spread open as he kisses his way up to where she’s already wet for him. It feels like it’s been forever since he’s done this, and he groans softly as he drags his tongue up the center of her without hesitation.
He wants to fuck her, yeah. Desperately, even. But he wants her to feel good too, so he flicks his tongue over her clit before lifting his head to get a look at her face. “This good?”
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“I intend to,” he breathes out, bypassing the button of her pants to instead grab her by the ass and lift her up, muscles flexing with the effort as he carries her over to the bed and lays her down onto it. Her red hair and pale skin look incredible against the white sheets, and Steve looks her over before leaning over to strip her of her pants and underwear.
He knows they may not have a lot of time, but he drops to his knees and pulls her to the edge of the bed anyway, hooking one of her legs over his shoulders as he presses his mouth to her inner thigh. When he first started doing this, it was to help girls relax more than anything, but he quickly discovered that he liked doing it. And more than that, he was good at it.
So it’s with a confident smile up at her that he curls one arm around Ygritte’s thigh and places his hand on the inside of her opposite thigh, keeping her legs spread open as he kisses his way up to where she’s already wet for him. It feels like it’s been forever since he’s done this, and he groans softly as he drags his tongue up the center of her without hesitation.
He wants to fuck her, yeah. Desperately, even. But he wants her to feel good too, so he flicks his tongue over her clit before lifting his head to get a look at her face. “This good?”