[ (Lesbians really do save a lot of money on birth control. Lucky bitches.) ]
[ Hei can feel the fever she radiates, her breaths sweet and lush against his mouth. In a single moment she seems to have become almost unbearably excited; his own pleasure tastes like validation, and he is filled to the brim with a sudden, suffocating impatience. ]
[ He's about to cover her, to deepen the kiss, when she falters. Dammit. Squeezing his eyes shut, he takes a moment to recognize the crawling moment as what capsulizes the very crux of his sex-life, before he draws back to regard her. His smile is almost a grimace -- the thin, dry, sour curl of a lemon peel. ]
Tell me I don't need to run to the drugstore.
[ He's not in the mood for last-moment grocery runs after being catapulted through different dimensions, okay. ]
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Date: 2014-12-14 01:21 am (UTC)[ Hei can feel the fever she radiates, her breaths sweet and lush against his mouth. In a single moment she seems to have become almost unbearably excited; his own pleasure tastes like validation, and he is filled to the brim with a sudden, suffocating impatience. ]
[ He's about to cover her, to deepen the kiss, when she falters. Dammit. Squeezing his eyes shut, he takes a moment to recognize the crawling moment as what capsulizes the very crux of his sex-life, before he draws back to regard her. His smile is almost a grimace -- the thin, dry, sour curl of a lemon peel. ]
Tell me I don't need to run to the drugstore.
[ He's not in the mood for last-moment grocery runs after being catapulted through different dimensions, okay. ]