[ His hands settle back on her waist and she feels a thrill, enjoying the weight of them. The wanted possessiveness. It's taken her a while to get used to that particular touch, having been handled in the Menagerie so often. But now she loves it, loves him. Knows if she asked, he'd take his hands away immediately. Knows he's always looking out for her, can see it now in the warm coffee of his gaze and his grin.
She huffs a laugh, smiling against his mouth. ]
No, I guess not. [ Inej presses another kiss to his lips and then another, each one stoking the heat under her skin. And then she's settling her center right against his cock, pushing her hips down. Her pulse skips and she lets out a shaky breath across his neck, repeating the motion and feeling a sticky rush dampen her underwear enough to make the cloth flimsy. ]
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She huffs a laugh, smiling against his mouth. ]
No, I guess not. [ Inej presses another kiss to his lips and then another, each one stoking the heat under her skin. And then she's settling her center right against his cock, pushing her hips down. Her pulse skips and she lets out a shaky breath across his neck, repeating the motion and feeling a sticky rush dampen her underwear enough to make the cloth flimsy. ]