Kara sighs the longest sigh, fingers positively digging into that hip, squeezing soft skin as she adds her free hand to his other hip. She tries to urge him downward, hips pushing upward, but his lack of budging makes her growl in frustration even as she arches into his teeth on her neck.
“I’ll--yeah, yeah, I’ll follow you,” she huffs, ready to tear him open and thus tear herself open (but he’s already done that for her, down to her very soul). “Always with you. Just come on. I know you need it. I do too. Need you.”
Her mumbling is frantic almost, every nerve ending standing on end, on edge, her teeth and jaw grit with the effort of him not moving.
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21/8/15 19:01 (UTC)“I’ll--yeah, yeah, I’ll follow you,” she huffs, ready to tear him open and thus tear herself open (but he’s already done that for her, down to her very soul). “Always with you. Just come on. I know you need it. I do too. Need you.”
Her mumbling is frantic almost, every nerve ending standing on end, on edge, her teeth and jaw grit with the effort of him not moving.
“Doesn’t it feel good?”