forcevisions: (I could barely eat)
actual shounen hero ([personal profile] forcevisions) wrote in [personal profile] sololoquy 2018-03-10 06:56 pm (UTC)

[ As he kneels, she reaches out to pull his pants the rest of the way down — or at least to the middle of his thighs. She doesn't need more than that. The movement happens slowly, dragging more than yanking, and when it's done, her hands roam his exposed skin as though laying claim.

It's a selfish comfort she finds in the awareness, full as if it were her own, that he had held himself back while chasing out some replacement to the company and understanding she provided him. Despite every outward evidence to the contrary, he is still hers.

Her palm claps against his backside, the slapping sound caught in the void between star systems. It's not sharp enough to sting, though she's well aware how he wishes it would. He feeds on pain and hurt and loneliness. She denies him these in the same breath that she draws his attention to the void they create, the way they leave him dissatisfied.

She leans around him — it's not easy. He's lanky, but she extends her hand and she's able to reach his jaw. The movement presses her against the slope of his back, and reminds him that he's the only one bared here. Two fingers trace the curve of his lips, pressing for entrance.
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