[ She drinks down what borders on desperation in his eyes, the begging, and her breathing grows more ragged for it. Her cunt clenches around his finger, a sudden twitch of muscle that squeezes a fresh sluice of arousal out of her. Kira closes her mouth over his, a softer kiss this time, as if she means to swallow that neediness and reassure it all at once.
And it's good. So good. She moans into his mouth, tongue fumbling against his sloppily before she pulls back, slipping off the bunk. The kiss has given her enough incentive to break apart from him and begin shedding the costume she had donned on Hapes. Each article falls away with a dismissive thud, starting with her boots, then the top vest and tunic, and last her pants.
All the while her eyes stay fixed on his, as if that were the one point of contact she could maintain with him while getting this chore out of the way and giving them better access to one another. ]
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And it's good. So good. She moans into his mouth, tongue fumbling against his sloppily before she pulls back, slipping off the bunk. The kiss has given her enough incentive to break apart from him and begin shedding the costume she had donned on Hapes. Each article falls away with a dismissive thud, starting with her boots, then the top vest and tunic, and last her pants.
All the while her eyes stay fixed on his, as if that were the one point of contact she could maintain with him while getting this chore out of the way and giving them better access to one another. ]