[ Honestly? She is totally out of her own control zone here, not that that's an entirely bad thing, mind. But it's still enough that she does lose the ability to think right and even respond because anyone in their right mind realizing that they've made a mistake would do the decent thing and pull back- make a playful quip and pull away.
That had been the plan...
But she finds that she can't at all, not when she suddenly feels the weight and pressure of his arms pulling her back against him, not when she suddenly feels the firmness of that body she did catch a few shirtless glimpses of from time to time but it was only to add fuel to the mental flame of affectionately admiring him in her mental made up scenarios, possibly being bent over in a shower and being fucked by his handsome retainer...
The images are there so she's fine- she hasn't lost that much of her senses but this time, there's something so much different. And the same.
This time it just happens to be her screwing him out of his mind and making him like it, that's all... and the thought is so shocking, so out of nowhere in the realization that yes, she'd be fine with it- because it would mean giving him some pleasure, and being the one to give it, that she ends up gasping with a shaky breath against his mouth right when she feels his tongue pressing against her lips-
She parts her own mouth to welcome it, her own tongue almost shyly moving to touch his, to invite it in close.
Oh, help.
She really is too far in over her head on this... but for the first time in she doesn't know how long...
She doesn't mind. Not in the least.
And as her other arm moves to wrap around the back of his neck, drawing him closer as she pushes herself up against him to give her some height to keep going, her free hand pushes her fingers into his hair bringing him close enough for him to not mistake her own intent and desire and the pounding of her heart as she welcomes him in.
The dance app's holograms, almost in response, melt away in pixels and light to reveal the sparkling, cool sky behind it, just like it's revealing that special moment that was hidden behind their own resistance. ]
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That had been the plan...
But she finds that she can't at all, not when she suddenly feels the weight and pressure of his arms pulling her back against him, not when she suddenly feels the firmness of that body she did catch a few shirtless glimpses of from time to time but it was only to add fuel to the mental flame of affectionately admiring him in her mental made up scenarios, possibly being bent over in a shower and being fucked by his handsome retainer...
The images are there so she's fine- she hasn't lost that much of her senses but this time, there's something so much different. And the same.
This time it just happens to be her screwing him out of his mind and making him like it, that's all... and the thought is so shocking, so out of nowhere in the realization that yes, she'd be fine with it- because it would mean giving him some pleasure, and being the one to give it, that she ends up gasping with a shaky breath against his mouth right when she feels his tongue pressing against her lips-
She parts her own mouth to welcome it, her own tongue almost shyly moving to touch his, to invite it in close.
Oh, help.
She really is too far in over her head on this... but for the first time in she doesn't know how long...
She doesn't mind. Not in the least.
And as her other arm moves to wrap around the back of his neck, drawing him closer as she pushes herself up against him to give her some height to keep going, her free hand pushes her fingers into his hair bringing him close enough for him to not mistake her own intent and desire and the pounding of her heart as she welcomes him in.
The dance app's holograms, almost in response, melt away in pixels and light to reveal the sparkling, cool sky behind it, just like it's revealing that special moment that was hidden behind their own resistance. ]