[ Rey savors that kiss. Its gentleness. Its warmth. He gives it willingly, and so easily now. She's still getting used to that, to the idea that she wouldn't need to ply every intimacy out of him. So she lingers in it too long even after he moves her aside to shift his own position. She sprawls out as if he were still there, sucking on her lower lip and humming under her breath.
Then, the sound of his voice makes her body tense, and her eyes snap open. She would be a fool to miss the shift in him. She is twice the fool, because somehow the implicit danger it suggests excites her. ]
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[ She slides off the edge of the bed fully, settling on her knees in front of him, her hands planted on his bare thighs. The grip provides a steadiness which offsets only some of the strain of her muscles, which are still weak from working in this position to ride him. The fatigue has set in, making her own thighs tremble with the effort of holding her at certain angles of flexion.
A thin undercurrent of fear runs through her. Will it hurt? Will he be cruel? Will he stop, if she asks it? She chooses to set them all aside and trust him, and that alone feels good. Unfamiliar, difficult, but relieving. ]
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Then, the sound of his voice makes her body tense, and her eyes snap open. She would be a fool to miss the shift in him. She is twice the fool, because somehow the implicit danger it suggests excites her. ]
Here?
[ She slides off the edge of the bed fully, settling on her knees in front of him, her hands planted on his bare thighs. The grip provides a steadiness which offsets only some of the strain of her muscles, which are still weak from working in this position to ride him. The fatigue has set in, making her own thighs tremble with the effort of holding her at certain angles of flexion.
A thin undercurrent of fear runs through her. Will it hurt? Will he be cruel? Will he stop, if she asks it? She chooses to set them all aside and trust him, and that alone feels good. Unfamiliar, difficult, but relieving. ]