forcevisions: (on my bedroom floor)
actual shounen hero ([personal profile] forcevisions) wrote in [personal profile] sololoquy 2018-02-01 01:13 am (UTC)

[ her breath catches on his disappointment. there's no good down the road of pointing it out and trying too obviously to course correct — they're both already shifting. but she feels … foolish. impatient, maybe. she recognizes something in herself not unlike she had seen in ben, an overwrought desire to be followed and recognized for the authority that he had. but that had never been what they'd found so satisfying in one another. it's only these efforts to perform something, to be the empress, that make her project it onto him now.

there's a frustration in the way her hands ball to mirror his as he settles back. despite her misgivings about the way she'd executed it, she wastes no time taking advantage when he stretches out the length of the desk. he's too tall for it, of course. more evidence of the way she — they? — might as well try to fit a round peg in a square hole. she climbs on top of him anyway, hovering on all fours over him.

she rethinks her haste and takes her time gazing down at him. her hand reaches for his face instead of his cock, her thumb brushing his cheekbone. he's flushed, forehead sticky with the sheen of dried sweat. she lets her hand trace down over his jawline.

there's this sense that she should say something, but … she never says the right thing. so instead she just hopes that he can feel it.
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