[There is a part of him, she knows, that will probably never fully be able to let go like she'd want, but this is enough for now. It's all she can do not to laugh at his reaction to her request, too, though she can't help the satisfied smile that crosses her face anyway. It sticks there for a while until she can't consciously maintain it anymore, transported quickly by the feeling of a warm body covering hers and the sounds of strain for gratification.
Each push of his is met with little resistance, even when she starts to feel the familiar tightening in her knees begin as a full-body flashover. Her hand flies to her clit to encourage herself along, and before long she's driving her head back into the headboard, not caring about the extra thudding noise it creates every time the top of her head bumps into it. The final straw comes when she fists a hand into his hair and curls her fingers while the other yanks at the covers; she starts on a keening note, tightens up, and ends up running out of air mid-chord, finally making some hard gasps as the pulsation overtakes her.
It almost, almost makes her feel like she has a heartbeat again.]
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Each push of his is met with little resistance, even when she starts to feel the familiar tightening in her knees begin as a full-body flashover. Her hand flies to her clit to encourage herself along, and before long she's driving her head back into the headboard, not caring about the extra thudding noise it creates every time the top of her head bumps into it. The final straw comes when she fists a hand into his hair and curls her fingers while the other yanks at the covers; she starts on a keening note, tightens up, and ends up running out of air mid-chord, finally making some hard gasps as the pulsation overtakes her.
It almost, almost makes her feel like she has a heartbeat again.]