[ Maybe some part of her hadn't thought she would kiss him either. There hadn't really been much thought involved in what happened at all. It had been an impulse born from a fondness that's grown steadily by inches since that first day — the day they fought and bled together, even though they barely knew each other's names. And maybe it's a little against her usual rules, doing something like this with someone she already considers her friend — but she doesn't want to stop either.
Might turn out to be a bad idea. But that's a problem for later. Right now, she's got him hard inside her, his hands gripping her hips as he moves against her, thrusting up into her. It makes her breath audibly hitch. He's more insistent than she expected — and that gets her going too. Makes it hard to decide if she should withhold from him, just to be mean, or take more, because she's just as eager for it as he is. ]
What else was I supposed to do? [ It's a low murmur, her dark hair pooling against his skin as she leans down towards him again. Without even needing to look back, she catches his arms by the wrist, pulling them from her waist and pinning them above his head. ] You were the one standing there, looking so fucking obvious when I asked if I was your type.
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Might turn out to be a bad idea. But that's a problem for later. Right now, she's got him hard inside her, his hands gripping her hips as he moves against her, thrusting up into her. It makes her breath audibly hitch. He's more insistent than she expected — and that gets her going too. Makes it hard to decide if she should withhold from him, just to be mean, or take more, because she's just as eager for it as he is. ]
What else was I supposed to do? [ It's a low murmur, her dark hair pooling against his skin as she leans down towards him again. Without even needing to look back, she catches his arms by the wrist, pulling them from her waist and pinning them above his head. ] You were the one standing there, looking so fucking obvious when I asked if I was your type.