[ there are very few circumstances and even fewer people who can get away with calling qi'ra outside her given name. this is one of those circumstances and finn is one of those people. she allows it because she feels like it grounds him, gives him an escape into this moment as much as it does her and she rewards his acquiescence with another stroke of her tongue.
widening the stance on her knees just a little for balance, qi'ra places her other hand on the back of his thigh so that she can hold herself to him and also control, for the moment at least, how deep he goes. she licks again, then swallows the head of his cock, sucking gently. repeating it twice more, she finally looks up at him. ]
Hold my hair, Finn. Don't hold back. You won't hurt me.
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widening the stance on her knees just a little for balance, qi'ra places her other hand on the back of his thigh so that she can hold herself to him and also control, for the moment at least, how deep he goes. she licks again, then swallows the head of his cock, sucking gently. repeating it twice more, she finally looks up at him. ]
Hold my hair, Finn. Don't hold back. You won't hurt me.