Shokrakar put his hands on Cassandra's hips and pulled her against him. Cassandra wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down in a deep kiss. Shokrakar pushed Cassandra against a wall, using his body to hold her there, he lightly squeezed her hips as they kissed, their lips wrestled against each other roughly, Shokrakar's beard scratched against Cassandra's face. Cassandra gently slid her hands to Shokrakar's shirt and began to unbutton it, exposing his muscular chest. Cassandra groped and stroked his pecs as he slid his hand into Cassandra's pants and pressed the tip of his finger against her clit. Cassandra gasped, breaking their kiss. Shokrakar grinned and pressed down harder with his finger, pushing the hood back slightly. Cassandra moaned and gripped onto Shokrakar's arm. Shokrakar moved his finger tip in a small, slow circle, pressing down hard, his finger began to get wet the more he rubbed. Cassandra's hips buckled against him, tightening her grip on Shokrakar's arm, her face getting red and flustered.
He picked up the pace with his finger, moving it faster and in smaller circles. Shokrakar used his free hand to unbutton Cassandra's top, exposing her soft, perky breasts. Cassandra blushed and turned her face away from Shokrakar.
"Maker." She whispered under her breath.
Shokrakar grinned and nuzzled his head between Cassandra's breasts. Kissing between them gently, Cassandra rested her free hand on the back of his head.
"Lost something?" She asked with a slight chuckle.
Still grinning he took Cassandra's nipple into his mouth and sucked on it gently. She groaned, gripping the back of his neck. He sucked gently, but his finger was moving roughly. He had done this before but for Cassandra he wanted it to be perfect, the perfect rhythm, the perfect pressure. He added another finger and began to rub back and forth rather than in circles. Cassandra still moaned. He hips thrust forward, grinding against Shokrakar's fingers. She was getting close, they both knew it. Shokrakar licked and nipped at her nipple, gnawing at it happily.
Cassandra's breath got shorter and heavier, he pussy twitched, Shokrakar felt this and rubbed quicker. Cassandra cried out his name as she came onto his fingers, her hips thrusting forward. Shokrakar slowly stopped his fingers, and let her breast fall from his mouth. He looked up at her with a grin. Cassandra leant her head back against the wall, panting heavily, her chest heaving. Shokrakar stood up straight, leant in and whispered.
"Happy Valentines, my love."