Mm. Now there's a tempting idea. [ Hellboy studies what he can see of her crouched down over him, colorful tinted hair and the bright stripes of her leggings, the arch of one small bare foot. She's not like anyone he's ever known and sometimes he doesn't know how he's managed to end up here, but if he can, he's definitely going to stay for as long as he's allowed.
He finds it difficult to stay completely still as she licks his belly, small movements and the hitch of his breath giving away how easily and readily he's able to give himself over to her, hooking his fingers into his shirt to keep it lifted up for her.
Obediently, he raises his hips a little to help her tug his shorts down, already anticipating what she might have in mind and not wanting to waste a second. As is his habit, he's not wearing underwear, and already mostly hard, so she won't find anything in her way for whatever she wants to do next. ]
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He finds it difficult to stay completely still as she licks his belly, small movements and the hitch of his breath giving away how easily and readily he's able to give himself over to her, hooking his fingers into his shirt to keep it lifted up for her.
Obediently, he raises his hips a little to help her tug his shorts down, already anticipating what she might have in mind and not wanting to waste a second. As is his habit, he's not wearing underwear, and already mostly hard, so she won't find anything in her way for whatever she wants to do next. ]