[It's amazing that his enunciation of certain words actually gets better when he's flustered and frustrated and aroused, but it certainly seems to be the case. He wants to move his hips, but he knows better than to do so when her hand's holding them in place, so his grip on the table just tightens, his knuckles going white from the force he's gripping it with. He doesn't grab her hair as hard as he's grabbing the table, but still, there's an increased pressure nonetheless.
He could close his eyes from how good it feels, but he won't. No, he likes this whole eye contact thing far too much to look away now.]
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[It's amazing that his enunciation of certain words actually gets better when he's flustered and frustrated and aroused, but it certainly seems to be the case. He wants to move his hips, but he knows better than to do so when her hand's holding them in place, so his grip on the table just tightens, his knuckles going white from the force he's gripping it with. He doesn't grab her hair as hard as he's grabbing the table, but still, there's an increased pressure nonetheless.
He could close his eyes from how good it feels, but he won't. No, he likes this whole eye contact thing far too much to look away now.]