[That's supposed to be a confirmation that he hears her, since he's still not able to talk. He starts to move his tongue a little faster, swiping it against her as he continues to touch himself.
He pulls away just for a second to talk to her, and his voice is heavy with want.]
It's okay. You can come.
[Then, he's back to it, returning to his place between her legs and resuming his patterns and hums. His hands is moving more quickly between his own legs, so if it wasn't obvious enough before, it's abundantly clear now what he's doing.]
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[That's supposed to be a confirmation that he hears her, since he's still not able to talk. He starts to move his tongue a little faster, swiping it against her as he continues to touch himself.
He pulls away just for a second to talk to her, and his voice is heavy with want.]
It's okay. You can come.
[Then, he's back to it, returning to his place between her legs and resuming his patterns and hums. His hands is moving more quickly between his own legs, so if it wasn't obvious enough before, it's abundantly clear now what he's doing.]