"Is it painful?" Evanna asked curiously, loosening her hold only to find some pre cum at the head of his length. Her thumb instinctively twirled around the top, smearing the cum further.
Evanna gently pushed Arawn's shoulder back and sat upright, her gaze going to his breeches. She pulled them down and stared at Arawn's erection before her hand wrapped around it again, and she started to move it quicker. Arawn's head threw back into the pillows, and she loved his hooded gaze and slightly parted lips.
Unable to hold back, Arawn's hand slid under Evanna's skirt. The dress was so tempting, and after restraining himself this entire time, he wanted to get a release. But not without seeing Evanna come undone as well.
