[ his resignation to the inevitability of missteps, and his belief in it despite these, makes her chest tighten. maybe it was too much to expect two people so broken by the world to get it right the first time. maybe it was time she accepted that there would be a journey, rather than assuming they'd already reached some pinnacle.
rey shifts her hand, drags her thumb along the curve of his lower lip, inspecting him. he trusts her. that alone should be enough.
her knees bend and bring her down to sit on his hips, the curve of her pubic bone pressed against the length of his erection. leaning down, she brings her mouth to his. this time, the kiss is all tongue and lips. no teeth.
she rolls her hips forward, tilting them up. it's too gentle and stirring to be called rutting, but there's an undeniable search for friction there. she aches for more of what his finger had offered her. still, despite the interruption, a tremor crackles like a current through her thighs and she jerks slightly as his skin drags against her just so. rey's hand comes to rest against the side of his neck. ]
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rey shifts her hand, drags her thumb along the curve of his lower lip, inspecting him. he trusts her. that alone should be enough.
her knees bend and bring her down to sit on his hips, the curve of her pubic bone pressed against the length of his erection. leaning down, she brings her mouth to his. this time, the kiss is all tongue and lips. no teeth.
she rolls her hips forward, tilting them up. it's too gentle and stirring to be called rutting, but there's an undeniable search for friction there. she aches for more of what his finger had offered her. still, despite the interruption, a tremor crackles like a current through her thighs and she jerks slightly as his skin drags against her just so. rey's hand comes to rest against the side of his neck. ]