[Warning: light snu snu in the beginning. Progress at the end. *wink wink*]
She couldn't even respond as her toes curled along with the tips of her fingers. She was close. So damn close.
She tried to say something, but a jumble of incoherent sounds escaped her throat.
She was a moaning mess as Mo Qingchen started to finger her harder. She could only rock back and forth steadily with the force of his fingers as he worked them.
"Hey," he called as he pulled back from her neck to look into her eyes. "Look at me?"
He was asking, not demanding. So unlike him.
She looked into his beaming black eyes. Her chest rose and fell rapidly and she was glad to see him panting with lust, as well.
"Mo Qingchen…" she whimpered.
He lowered himself closer to her until his forehead rested against her. Time seemed to slow down. It was just the two of them in the whole wide world and they weren't aware of anything else.
