[ Every time his body says mine, hers cries yes! in exultation; willing, eager, to offer what it is wordlessly asked for and more beside. When he settles her in his lap she yearns against him, gasps at the tug of his teeth, shudders in his arms for the heavy breath of her name against the lips she parts to taste it, then press again to his, her head tilting to allow for something deeper as her tongue seeks his to trace its edge. She’ll breathe in, sharp, through her nose when she finds him.
It’s not enough.
She moves. Braces herself on his shoulders, trusting he’ll help smooth the motion the moment he gathers she makes it, and lifts herself enough from his lap that she can writhe her way into straddling him, wrapping the side of the blanket left hanging loose by her departure around them to mask the way she slowly drags her hips against his; one arm still around him, fingers splayed on his shoulder blade, the other hand back to fisting in his hair. ]
starts tapdancing along the sfw line~
It’s not enough.
She moves. Braces herself on his shoulders, trusting he’ll help smooth the motion the moment he gathers she makes it, and lifts herself enough from his lap that she can writhe her way into straddling him, wrapping the side of the blanket left hanging loose by her departure around them to mask the way she slowly drags her hips against his; one arm still around him, fingers splayed on his shoulder blade, the other hand back to fisting in his hair. ]