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rogue. ([personal profile] theycalledmeacurse) wrote in [community profile] fateandfortune 2020-06-30 07:51 pm (UTC)

Those alien lights of his are a comfort as she edges closer to losing control, a calm settling into the small part of her that's afraid of being so vulnerable. His eyes are so bright in the darkness, but instead of being strange and alien, she's reminded that she isn't alone. She's safe.

She moves against his hand with pure need and instinct, matching that rhythm he sets and trying her best to keep her breathing steady. It isn't easy when every other breath is punctuated by a moan or wordless keening plea. Distantly, she'd grateful they're in the middle of nowhere so that no one can hear her cries that are anything but quiet.

And then whatever he does with his engine shatters her, the sudden intense vibration igniting the pressure building in her and setting her nerves on fire. A choked cry pulls itself from her as her back arches and every muscle tenses, her hands grasping at him while her world narrows to nothing but the immense pleasure overwhelming her. When her body relaxes again, she's left trembling with little aftershocks and smiling like the cat that got the cream.

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