[Jyn exclaims a cry of hedonistic surprise at the speed of his movements, at the feeling of being filled, at the strength behind the thrusting of his hips. Her arm hooks around the back of his neck, the side of her fist pressing into her mouth to try and mute the knee-buckling whimpering and groaning she can't seem to contain.
When she feels his stagnancy, she loves him for it - loves him for the consideration he's showing her even now - and murmurs a confirmatory sound with a erratic nod of her head.]
Yes, please .. [It comes out more like a breath, one bent knee rising to rest against his hip, the other locking into place so as to keep her from collapsing the way her muscles threaten, awash with adrenaline and desire. She tugs him away from her enough to look at him, make sure he could see her eyes and the hunger burning behind them as final confirmation.]
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When she feels his stagnancy, she loves him for it - loves him for the consideration he's showing her even now - and murmurs a confirmatory sound with a erratic nod of her head.]
Yes, please .. [It comes out more like a breath, one bent knee rising to rest against his hip, the other locking into place so as to keep her from collapsing the way her muscles threaten, awash with adrenaline and desire. She tugs him away from her enough to look at him, make sure he could see her eyes and the hunger burning behind them as final confirmation.]