"Breathe through your nose," he instructed, his hands holding her head steady, not letting her pull away from the discomfort. "Relax your jaw. Don't fight it."
She focused, her breathing hitching as she forced her throat to relax.
She managed to take him a little deeper, her nose pressing against his pubic bone. The wet, sloppy sounds of her mouth filled the space between them.
Akira began to move his hips, slowly at first, establishing a rhythm. He thrust gently into her mouth, letting her feel the power and weight of him.
"You're doing perfectly, Yuki," he praised her, feeling the tension building rapidly in his groin. "Keep your mouth tight. Don't stop."
She picked up the pace, her hands moving from his thighs to grip the base of his shaft, using her fingers to stroke the parts of him her mouth couldn't reach. She was eager, desperate to satisfy him, her 'Validation Seeker' trait pushing her past her own boundaries.
