That's it. [ After such a cold and sudden interruption, Rey takes a few moments to really sink back into her pleasure. Her eyes gradually drift shut and she lets the warmth of arousal envelope her. She can feel his need in the back of her mind, an insistent throb that makes her own heavier in contrast, for it exists in the context of her perpetual awareness that he is prioritizing her need instead.
A service. An offering.
It isn't long. Especially not when he gets his lips around her clit with a direct pressure that would be too much, if he weren't otherwise distracting her with his hands. She cannot shy away from the intensity because there are other sensations to pull her attention. So when it hits, Rey's whole body shudders with the force of her orgasm. It's like being in hyperspace, adrift in nothing and watching lights streak by and only distantly recognizing them as stars.
She wrings her grip on his hair desperately, hips jerking, at first, to both chase and flinch in a confusing stutter. But when it crests fully, and the wave breaks, she finds that she's too sensitive for ambivalence. Rey pushes him back down into the mattress, her breath spilling out forcefully, shoulders heaved forward as she supports herself beside his head on the mattress, staring down at him with wide eyes, pupils ragged and huge. ]
Good. [ She starts on that immediately, filling the silence that comes after. She smooths his hair again, more gently. ] You did so good. You're so good for me, Ben. Thank you.
[ She needs to budge. To make her legs work again, to catch her breath, so she can give him what he deserves. That's the deal. Rey feels like collapsing, but that wouldn't be fair to him. Just a moment, she tells herself. Just a moment, and she'll get right to it. ]
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A service. An offering.
It isn't long. Especially not when he gets his lips around her clit with a direct pressure that would be too much, if he weren't otherwise distracting her with his hands. She cannot shy away from the intensity because there are other sensations to pull her attention. So when it hits, Rey's whole body shudders with the force of her orgasm. It's like being in hyperspace, adrift in nothing and watching lights streak by and only distantly recognizing them as stars.
She wrings her grip on his hair desperately, hips jerking, at first, to both chase and flinch in a confusing stutter. But when it crests fully, and the wave breaks, she finds that she's too sensitive for ambivalence. Rey pushes him back down into the mattress, her breath spilling out forcefully, shoulders heaved forward as she supports herself beside his head on the mattress, staring down at him with wide eyes, pupils ragged and huge. ]
Good. [ She starts on that immediately, filling the silence that comes after. She smooths his hair again, more gently. ] You did so good. You're so good for me, Ben. Thank you.
[ She needs to budge. To make her legs work again, to catch her breath, so she can give him what he deserves. That's the deal. Rey feels like collapsing, but that wouldn't be fair to him. Just a moment, she tells herself. Just a moment, and she'll get right to it. ]