[ The pause draws her attention to her own rushing, and its source. His anxiety. She's trying to outrun it, keep him out of his head by sweeping him up in this with her. He's hot and increasingly firm beneath her, a stiff presence that grows as she sinks her teeth into his lower lip and tugs at it, as if she were trying to devour him.
Her shirt is flimsy. A layer of black mesh over gray muslin that would dry quickly in the rain, a choice she'd opted for following their last run-in with the Vakdir. It stretches easily to accommodate his hands, even as big as they are, and her skin crackles like it's holding an electrical current when she realizes that his palms practically span the width of her rib cage. And warm. Needy and starving, she squirms at that touch, pressing against his erection because she needs the friction.
Breaking the kiss with a strangled sound, Rey slips off her jacket, and goes for the hem of her shirt after, eager to get it off and give him freer access to her. ] It's okay. It's just me. [ Just shy of begging him not to stop. The breathy quality to her voice is the same, though. ]
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Her shirt is flimsy. A layer of black mesh over gray muslin that would dry quickly in the rain, a choice she'd opted for following their last run-in with the Vakdir. It stretches easily to accommodate his hands, even as big as they are, and her skin crackles like it's holding an electrical current when she realizes that his palms practically span the width of her rib cage. And warm. Needy and starving, she squirms at that touch, pressing against his erection because she needs the friction.
Breaking the kiss with a strangled sound, Rey slips off her jacket, and goes for the hem of her shirt after, eager to get it off and give him freer access to her. ] It's okay. It's just me. [ Just shy of begging him not to stop. The breathy quality to her voice is the same, though. ]