[It's incredibly satisfying to see Dextera react to his actions. Each tense and release of muscles is a step towards pleasure, he knows, and to be making Dextera stir like this is incredible. He has a myriad of sappy things he wants to say, but he stays silent and lets his eyes do the talking. They're dark, but the purple color in them always shows more emotions than he'd usually like.
Right now, it's fine. This lust, this desire, appreciation, adoration— it's all fine to be aimed at Dextera and seen. His finger presses in entirely and hooks, shifting and testing for the spot he wants to aim for. It's not until he's sure that Dextera is relaxed enough that he slips in a second slicked up finger, his lips covering Dextera's with his own as he does.]
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Right now, it's fine. This lust, this desire, appreciation, adoration— it's all fine to be aimed at Dextera and seen. His finger presses in entirely and hooks, shifting and testing for the spot he wants to aim for. It's not until he's sure that Dextera is relaxed enough that he slips in a second slicked up finger, his lips covering Dextera's with his own as he does.]