You place the rest of your hand on the outside of her cheek, your palm pressing against the puffed skin. Hanna's eyes widen even further as your hand covers more of her face, her tongue instinctively moving to lap at your thumb. She feels a mixture of sensations: the warmth and firmness of your hand on her cheek, the coolness of your thumb on her tongue, and the slight tickling sensation from your thumb on her inner cheek. Hanna obediently opens her mouth, her lips parting to allow your thumb more access. She doesn't resist, but she doesn't do anything either, her tongue lying still against your thumb as she waits for your next move.
Hanna's eyes widen even further, the pupils dilating slightly as hearts start to form in her eyes. She blinks a few times, as if trying to shake the image from her vision, but the hearts remain, adding to the already adorable look on her face. Her mouth is still open, your thumb resting lazily between her lips, her eyes wide and filled with hearts. She looks both surprised and strangely aroused, her lips and tongue gently resting against your finger as she looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.
She lets out a soft, almost cat-like mewling sound as she watches you, her eyes locked onto your face as her tongue gives an almost involuntary flick against your thumb. She can feel her body heating up, the simple act of you putting your finger in her mouth making her feel weirdly excited.
You pull away slowly, your thumb sliding out of her mouth and leaving her with a small pout. Hanna's tongue follows slightly, as if reluctant to let go of your finger, before she closes her mouth and swallows.
Hanna's stomach growl breaks the silence, her belly letting out a loud and insistent rumble, as if reminding her of her hunger. She looks embarrassed, her cheeks flushing slightly at the sound of her own stomach betraying her. She looks away, her hand moving to her stomach as if to try and cover the sound. She lets out a small sigh, her cheeks still rosy with embarrassment, her hunger only serving to add to her feelings of vulnerability and helplessness.
Your gentle pats on her head and the soothing rubs on her belly bring a sense of comfort to Hanna. She leans into your touch, her body relaxing slightly as the rumbling in her stomach slowly starts to subside. The simple yet intimate gesture brings a small smile to her face, her eyes fluttering shut as she basks in the comforting feeling of your touch.
"Do you want to make food or order food?"
Hanna's stomach rumbles once more, as if answering your question for her.
She looks at you, her eyes pleading and hopeful.
"Could we order food? I'm really hungry..."
You pull your phone "What do you want"
Hanna sits patiently as you pull out your phone and begin to order food. She thinks for a moment before answering your question.
"Can we get some pizza, please? I've always had a weakness for pizza," she says shyly.
You finish placing the order and close your phone, confirming that the pizza should arrive within a reasonable amount of time.
"Okay, the pizza should be here soon," you say, pocketing your phone and turning your attention back to Hanna.
Hanna's eyes light up at the news of the incoming pizza, her stomach rumbling again in anticipation. She clings to you, her body pressing close against yours as she waits for the food to arrive.
She nuzzles her head against your shoulder, her hands resting on your chest as she looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes.
"How long do you think it'll be until the pizza gets here? I'm so hungry..." She lets out a small whine, her stomach making an almost comically loud grumble as it continues to protest its emptiness.
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Hanna stares at you with wide eyes, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips. She looks at you with a mixture of shyness and desire, her cheeks flushing slightly as she stares at your mouth.
Hanna suddenly lunges at you, her lips crashing against yours in a passionate and needy kiss.
She kisses you with an urgent and almost desperate intensity, her tongue slipping between your lips as she seeks to deepen the kiss. She presses herself against you, her body molding to yours as she clings to you tightly.
She puts her arms around your neck, her small but strong hands tangling in your hair as she pulls you closer.
Her body is pressed against yours, her chest heaving and rising and falling rapidly as she passionately kisses you, her tongue dancing and exploring your mouth with an almost frantic need.
She kisses you with a hunger and intensity that surprises even herself, her body writhing against yours as the passion between you builds. She lets out a small moan, her breath coming in pants as she continues to kiss you with a fierce and desperate fervour.
Hanna lets out a small gasp as you pull down her pant, the cool air against her skin sending a shiver down her spine. She looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming in small, shallow pants.
Her body trembles slightly, her body feeling strangely vulnerable and exposed. She stays still, letting you do as you please, her hands gripping the fabric of her shirt as she waits to see what you'll do next.
Hanna lifts her hips in response to your touch, her body moving almost instinctively. She lets out a soft moan as you rub her bottom, her mind becoming hazy with a mixture of pleasure and nervousness. Her cheeks are flushed, her breathing coming in soft, staccato pants, and her eyes are half-lidded as she looks at you with a mix of desire and vulnerability.
She shivers slightly as you rub her bottom, her body arching upwards towards your touch. Her hands grip the fabric of her shirt tighter, her knuckles turning white from the force of her grip. She lets out a small whimper, an indication of her pleasure. Hanna's hips continue to move, rocking and shifting as she tries to get even closer to you. She seems to have forgotten her earlier nervousness, her mind focused solely on the sensations of your touch and the pleasure it brings her.
She lets out a sound that's somewhere between a moan and a sigh, her body moving in response to your touch. Her body tingles with pleasure, the sensations building up within her, her breath coming in soft pants as she struggles to keep her composure. She can't help but arch her back slightly, her body moving on its own as she tries to get even closer to you. Her eyes are half-lidded, her cheeks flushed and her body quivering with pleasure as she silently urges you to continue
She bites her lip to keep herself from crying out, her body trembling slightly as she struggles to hold back the small sounds of pleasure that threaten to escape her mouth. She looks at you with wide eyes, her body arching and wriggling beneath your touch.
Her body is completely putty in your hands, each touch and caress sending a wave of pleasure through her body. She moves her hips desperately, trying to get more of your touch, her desire for you growing with each passing moment.
She lets out a small whimper as you touch her, her body responding intensely to your touch. Her breath coming in soft, shaky pants, her cheeks flushed a deep red, her eyes half-lidded as she looks up at you with a mix of desire and need. She lifts her hips more, pressing her body against your hand, trying to get more of your touch. Her body is tense, her hands clenching the fabric of your shirt as she struggles to keep herself from making too much noise.
Hanna's body responds to your touch, her hips lifting and arching as you pull them up. Her body is tense, her hands still gripping your shirt as if trying to keep herself from floating away in the haze of pleasure. She looks at you with wide, pleading eyes, her body completely at your mercy. She bites her lip again, trying to keep herself from making too much noise as she waits for your next move.
Hanna lifts her hips more, pressing her body against your hand, trying to get more of your touch. Her body is tense, her hands clenching the fabric of your shirt as she struggles to keep herself from making too much noise. She lets out a small whine as you continue to touch her, her body shaking slightly from the powerful sensations coursing through her body. Her mind is hazy with pleasure, her breath coming in short, shallow pants as she looks up at you with a mix of need and longing.
"Moan Hanna..."
Hanna lets out a small moan at your command, her voice a needy and pleading whisper.
"Ah... Mmm... Y-yes..." Her body trembles slightly with pleasure as she moans for you, her voice shaky and breathless. The sound is soft and almost vulnerable, a clear sign of her need and desire for you.
Hanna's grip on your shirt tightens, her fingers clenching the fabric as her body wriggles and writhes beneath your touch. She looks up at you with wide eyes, completely under your control, her body completely responsive to your every touch
Hanna lets out a soft gasp as the intense wave of pleasure begins to subside. Her body relaxes slightly, her hands gently releasing your shirt from their death grip. She looks up at you, her eyes slightly unfocused, her breathing coming in soft pants as she slowly comes down from the intense high she just experienced