[She moans against his mouth, her teeth gently grazing over the lower before her tongue slides slowly across it. The fluidity of her movements is briefly ruptured, soft sighs accompanying the lifting of her hips against his touch, instinctively pressing up against his fingers. Smoothness returns to her motions in the way her hips roll, this time without stopping, gently encouraging rhythm and boldness from his hand.
Her hand, as well, finds that rhythm in strokes while the other clutches to his neck.]