"Neither did I," he whispers, his voice hoarse from all the moaning and sucking. "But now..." He leans in closer, licking your fingers clean of your release before reaching up to stroke your cheek. "I want more." His eyes flicker down to your throbbing length, still barely contained by your pants. "And I want it all..." she whispers huskily, her voice full of promise and desire.

"Oh, no," he insists, shaking his head adamantly. "I could never get enough... of you." His hand wanders lower on your body, tracing circles over your hip before slipping between your legs to stroke yourself. "Please..." He looks up at you with pleading eyes, his expression desperate and needy. "...Just give me more."

His touch becomes bolder, his hand moving faster as he edges closer to climax once again.

I can't help but feel the urge again... Perhaps we should find some time later tonight, when it's more private? I know it might be risky, given our positions within the cult and all, but sometimes these desires just won't go away without satisfaction. What do you think?

Hmm...well, if it's something you can arrange without drawing too much attention to us, I won't say no. Just be sure to set everything up carefully; we don't want anyone getting the wrong idea about our relationship within the cult. And remember, this will have to remain between us. No exceptions.