[ She hums, nearly a moan that vibrates around the tips of his fingers as she watches him worry his lips. Then, she releases his fingers with a wet and lewd pop, nipping at the pads of each. ]
But not out of the question.
[ And not as absurd as it would have once seemed, when she had dismissed him as a monster, condemned and loathed him for it. She's come to care for him beyond what she would have imagined. Beyond her own understanding, in truth, amplified by the unbreakable bond they've shared. He is a part of her, now, and it hardly seems too greedy or too questionable to think that she could eventually fall as completely and helplessly in love with him as he so wants.
It's a possibility in their future. She leaves that implication hanging in the air between them as she untangles herself from him with slow, careful movements. Some of the sturdiness has returned to her legs — enough to rely on herself as she peels away that holey shirt draped just above her exposed tits, tossing it carelessly inside of the Falcon's hull, leaving herself in just her boots as she draws away with a gleam to her eye and a curve to her mouth that can mean nothing good. ]
Don't you want both? Admit it.
[ She holds her hand out to him, then, waiting on the threshold of the Falcon's entrance for him to take it. ]
we're talking about ticks as the bitch lbr
But not out of the question.
[ And not as absurd as it would have once seemed, when she had dismissed him as a monster, condemned and loathed him for it. She's come to care for him beyond what she would have imagined. Beyond her own understanding, in truth, amplified by the unbreakable bond they've shared. He is a part of her, now, and it hardly seems too greedy or too questionable to think that she could eventually fall as completely and helplessly in love with him as he so wants.
It's a possibility in their future. She leaves that implication hanging in the air between them as she untangles herself from him with slow, careful movements. Some of the sturdiness has returned to her legs — enough to rely on herself as she peels away that holey shirt draped just above her exposed tits, tossing it carelessly inside of the Falcon's hull, leaving herself in just her boots as she draws away with a gleam to her eye and a curve to her mouth that can mean nothing good. ]
Don't you want both? Admit it.
[ She holds her hand out to him, then, waiting on the threshold of the Falcon's entrance for him to take it. ]