[You could've had so much more of this, Hei, if you'd just taken her up on her original offer. Though the long days of frustration certainly did add to the intensity of her reactions. Yet it's not just the frustration. It's him. Her relationship with Hei has always been strange, such a mixed bag of emotions that she could never really say what she felt about him, whether she hated him or something else, but none of them lukewarm or apathetic. Being around him is intense. Fucking him is... almost indescribable. The thrill of the taboo, without actually doing anything taboo. The weird way he cares about her pleasure, and she still can't figure out whether it's Hei being strange or if it's part of some larger agenda. Either way, she's taking advantage of it for all its worth.
And she's not thinking too hard about any of it. When Hei crawls off her to go get another condom, she takes the opportunity to stretch, shaking off the last traces of post-orgasmic lassitude and making sure she doesn't get a backache from spending too long on her stomach. She's excited to be trying this new thing. (Poor Mako — he'd wanted to try it with her too, but he never managed to sell her on the appeal. Perhaps he was also hesitant to stick his precious wang up the dirt hole.)
She wants to make some clever, snarky comment as he settles back on top of her, his hands and tongue running over her like they're cats and he's grooming her. Nothing comes to mind. So instead, she sinks into herself, focuses her attention entirely on what she's feeling, and moans.]
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Date: 2015-04-08 09:00 pm (UTC)And she's not thinking too hard about any of it. When Hei crawls off her to go get another condom, she takes the opportunity to stretch, shaking off the last traces of post-orgasmic lassitude and making sure she doesn't get a backache from spending too long on her stomach. She's excited to be trying this new thing. (Poor Mako — he'd wanted to try it with her too, but he never managed to sell her on the appeal. Perhaps he was also hesitant to stick his precious wang up the dirt hole.)
She wants to make some clever, snarky comment as he settles back on top of her, his hands and tongue running over her like they're cats and he's grooming her. Nothing comes to mind. So instead, she sinks into herself, focuses her attention entirely on what she's feeling, and moans.]