[ She has no patience for comfortable positions. His future is going to be awkward, frantic limbs everywhere, all the time.
Weak from exertion and satisfaction, now, she nearly teeters back to relax against the brace of his knees. He captures her before she can, pulling him into her, and she is loathe to resist it. Loathe to leave it, even, but she refuses to ruin the afterglow with the reminder that she'll have to set a course back to the Resistance soon enough. ]
Better?
[ She asks instead, with what is undeniably a hint of warm, fond amusement. Their mutual exchange of pleasure must have satiated some need inside of him if he's keen to melt into a puddle, now that her needs have been met. ]
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Weak from exertion and satisfaction, now, she nearly teeters back to relax against the brace of his knees. He captures her before she can, pulling him into her, and she is loathe to resist it. Loathe to leave it, even, but she refuses to ruin the afterglow with the reminder that she'll have to set a course back to the Resistance soon enough. ]
Better?
[ She asks instead, with what is undeniably a hint of warm, fond amusement. Their mutual exchange of pleasure must have satiated some need inside of him if he's keen to melt into a puddle, now that her needs have been met. ]