Sadako looked up, and was almost taken aback by how happy he looked, how he was smiling at her. Do I please you that much? Even her thoughts were a bit ragged, a bit spaced, and as his finger nudged her clit she gasped out loud. Her hips were rocking faintly along with his movements, eyes closed, arms splayed out across the bed as if to stave off dizziness.
Hearing the razor before she felt it should have prepared her for the cold metal being pressed to her skin, but it didn't. Her eyes opened wide, and she moaned his name aloud. You're... what about you? She reached out for the hand that held the razor, bringing one of his fingers to her mouth and pressing her lips to it. Her tongue touched the skin there, and she sighed from what he was still doing, and what she hoped would please him.