And just like that, Kuvira found herself atop him, and her own smile was impish as she met his eyes--even if it was also clouded in lust and pleasure. With a soft sigh, she trailed her hands along her thighs and over her hips, caressing up her belly and squeezing her round breasts, before she ran her fingers through her many small braids, arms stretched over her head as, with a bitten back moan, she began to ride him, hips undulating, breasts bouncing, and lips parted with her heated breaths.
"Hakeshna," she breathed, throwing her head back and biting her lip, before she paused but only so she could turn around so her back was to him. Bracing herself with her hands on his legs, she began to ride him anew, this time lifting and plunging down onto him, again and again, taking him in deep and covering her mouth with a hand as she felt herself drawing close. She reached down with her other hand as she bounced atop him, stroking his balls and caressing his cock where they were joined, her body trembling and tensing with each thrust.