[ The sound of his voice makes her jump, startles her into stillness. It's a low rumble through the door, and she fixes her gaze sharply on it. But … he's not coming through, and —
It all crystalizes a moment later. A humiliating moment later, to be sure, because there's a distinct moment during which she hears the low timber of his voice and it gets her closer. The shower? Her breath comes out in a huff as she tries to figure out what he's getting at through the haze of her arousal.
Her fingers are slick with her own fluids, and their stillness against her folds is somehow more frustrating than her earlier efforts to deny herself. She'd been so close. So close, until he came. Why did he come? Why did he know?
Oh, R'iia. She pulls the blanket around her and goes to the door, slick glistening on the hand that clutches the blanket closed at her chest as she opens the door. Her brow furrowed, she opens the door and leans on the frame and —
Her face is red. Sweat sticks to it in a fine sheen, and she looks either groggy or dazed. Some combination, maybe. ]
You could feel it?
[ Her voice is small. Not sheepish, quite, but exploratory and careful. ]
it was worth it, horatio
It all crystalizes a moment later. A humiliating moment later, to be sure, because there's a distinct moment during which she hears the low timber of his voice and it gets her closer. The shower? Her breath comes out in a huff as she tries to figure out what he's getting at through the haze of her arousal.
Her fingers are slick with her own fluids, and their stillness against her folds is somehow more frustrating than her earlier efforts to deny herself. She'd been so close. So close, until he came. Why did he come? Why did he know?
Oh, R'iia. She pulls the blanket around her and goes to the door, slick glistening on the hand that clutches the blanket closed at her chest as she opens the door. Her brow furrowed, she opens the door and leans on the frame and —
Her face is red. Sweat sticks to it in a fine sheen, and she looks either groggy or dazed. Some combination, maybe. ]
You could feel it?
[ Her voice is small. Not sheepish, quite, but exploratory and careful. ]