( The brain has to catch up with the eyes, the body, the desire burning low inside her, has to douse that all in ice water and sensible decisions. Her heart flits wildly in her chest, a butterfly beating its wings against its cage, trying to ignore the trappings that drag every second into a minute, an hour, as she bends over (enjoy that view for a moment), fingers rifling through discarded clothing for Will's wallet, swearing under her breath with each moment that passes- C'mon, there has to be something -until her fingers clasp around familiar foil wrapping and all the tension in her body seems to disappear as she stands back up, sliding into Will's lap with all the assurance of someone who's right back in her element.
Or maybe just like the cat who got the cream. She's all smirks and a casual toss of her head, bare thighs brushing against his, wrapper tossed to the floor carelessly before she rolls the rubber down him with smooth motions, leaning back enough that she can drink in the sight of him beneath her, all pale skin and long limbs and entirely, entirely wrapped around her finger.
God, how long has it been since something in her life has felt so under her control? Pulled into the current of Eudio and all its normalcy, slave for a wish she couldn't fulfil herself. Part of her knows Cadelle will be the same, that this moment is a temporary respite from her bargaining and deal-making. And before that- )
Want me to ride you, that it?
( -She's not thinking about home. Not right now. Not when her hand's wrapped around Will's cock and her body feels like it could come undone with the briefest of touches. )
well done, child.
Or maybe just like the cat who got the cream. She's all smirks and a casual toss of her head, bare thighs brushing against his, wrapper tossed to the floor carelessly before she rolls the rubber down him with smooth motions, leaning back enough that she can drink in the sight of him beneath her, all pale skin and long limbs and entirely, entirely wrapped around her finger.
God, how long has it been since something in her life has felt so under her control? Pulled into the current of Eudio and all its normalcy, slave for a wish she couldn't fulfil herself. Part of her knows Cadelle will be the same, that this moment is a temporary respite from her bargaining and deal-making. And before that- )
Want me to ride you, that it?
( -She's not thinking about home. Not right now. Not when her hand's wrapped around Will's cock and her body feels like it could come undone with the briefest of touches. )