forcevisions: (we coulda got so high)
actual shounen hero ([personal profile] forcevisions) wrote in [personal profile] sololoquy 2018-04-22 05:11 am (UTC)

[ He sounds like an animal in pain. Only the bond assures her that it's not pain, and that the way he squirms and writhes is a product of primal desire, not desperation to escape. The sound makes her body clench and release, a warmth spilling in her panties.

The way that he wants to bite back and grapple with her strikes Rey's mind, pouring off of him, telling her that she has to be the one in control. So she won't relieve that ache with him here; she'll wait until he's gone and she's alone in her bunk. (And when she does, tears will come because he's still far away from her, and the next day she will go on as if none of this had happened and hold him at bay again. Edging him to desperation for the contact and understanding only she can offer him.)

He suppresses that fighting instinct to beg instead. She brings up her other hand to stroke his hip, smoothing back over the slope of his pale cheek when he does. Good.

Her other hand works the toy, drawing it back before easing it in deeper. It goes more smoothly this time, but only to a point. She gets the length in smoothly to the point where the base widens, and he's not stretched enough for that. Its progress slows. She takes it painstakingly, soothing him through it by rubbing her hand over his ass.
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You're doing so good.

[ She praises him softly and kisses the bow of his lower back, leaning just barely over him. It's a wonder, the way he opens up for her, the way he humbles himself — but they both need this release. She marvels over him, something warm and genuine in her eyes despite the way almost brutal way she digs into him. ]

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