[ if he's been stuck here for months, it's safe to say she'll be here for that long as well. they have time, she promises herself. to do this differently, to sort of out feelings, to go more slowly when they are both in better headspaces.
no matter how she might be feeling in this moment, whatever thoughts might be racing through her brain, the way he kisses her will never stop serving as a balm to any ache, the way he holds her close even as he carries her to a bed will send a shiver of pure want up her spine.
he sets her on the bed and yanks her leggings and undergarment down enough to get his cock where they both want to be. her hands move to grip the bed sheets beneath her, the fabric isn't anywhere as luxurious as the ones she sleeps on back home but they are far nicer than anything she had when she lived on the other side of the wall.
she is distracted by such a thought that she barely hears his request as he fumbles with his pants. she lets out a breath, ignoring his request for now because the only time she'd been able to manifest them was once before, when she was afraid. he must have forgotten. or maybe it's something she could do easily in the future, something she would be curious to ask him about later.
but there are distractions abound.
and soon enough, he's inside of her, her eyes fluttering shut as her body clenches around him, a low moan escaping kiss swollen lips. finally her whole body seems to be saying, even if for her it had been only since the night before that they'd done this.
Fuck is right.
finally, a tease slips through as she reaches back to grip at his thigh, wanting to touch him, needing more of him in every way.]
:3
no matter how she might be feeling in this moment, whatever thoughts might be racing through her brain, the way he kisses her will never stop serving as a balm to any ache, the way he holds her close even as he carries her to a bed will send a shiver of pure want up her spine.
he sets her on the bed and yanks her leggings and undergarment down enough to get his cock where they both want to be. her hands move to grip the bed sheets beneath her, the fabric isn't anywhere as luxurious as the ones she sleeps on back home but they are far nicer than anything she had when she lived on the other side of the wall.
she is distracted by such a thought that she barely hears his request as he fumbles with his pants. she lets out a breath, ignoring his request for now because the only time she'd been able to manifest them was once before, when she was afraid. he must have forgotten. or maybe it's something she could do easily in the future, something she would be curious to ask him about later.
but there are distractions abound.
and soon enough, he's inside of her, her eyes fluttering shut as her body clenches around him, a low moan escaping kiss swollen lips. finally her whole body seems to be saying, even if for her it had been only since the night before that they'd done this.
Fuck is right.
finally, a tease slips through as she reaches back to grip at his thigh, wanting to touch him, needing more of him in every way.]