[ But their visions of the future were different. Still, by the sound of it. He has not come to terms with his own failure, even if the rest of the galaxy can see it plain as day. Rey turns her face to kiss his neck, soft at first, but then her teeth scrape over his skin. ]
I'm still here.
[ It's not too late. She'd told him that once before. The pace of her firm strokes over his length picks up. She wants to draw him out of these dour thoughts and into something more primal. It's hard to miss, though, that he's the one exposed and vulnerable and she's pressed against him in a more complete state of dress. She's here because she wants to be. She has the control. ]
no subject
[ But their visions of the future were different. Still, by the sound of it. He has not come to terms with his own failure, even if the rest of the galaxy can see it plain as day. Rey turns her face to kiss his neck, soft at first, but then her teeth scrape over his skin. ]
I'm still here.
[ It's not too late. She'd told him that once before. The pace of her firm strokes over his length picks up. She wants to draw him out of these dour thoughts and into something more primal. It's hard to miss, though, that he's the one exposed and vulnerable and she's pressed against him in a more complete state of dress. She's here because she wants to be. She has the control. ]