[There's a fleeting moment of feeling bad, of feeling an idiot, because he wanted to be cool and confident and awe her with his skills, he wanted to make it so that she'd forget he'd never done this-- but that, apparently, wasn't in the cards for today. But that's all right. It's more all right than he would have expected, because even as she talks, he's gasping and squirming, his fingers gripping at nothing-- god, her tongue, and he nearly whimpers as she moves.]
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That's-- ah-- t-that's good to know--