[She moves to get herself re-clothed, and raises a curious eyebrow at his staying touch. She props herself up on both elbows to glance down and watch his careful movements, expression soft and melted at the care he shows in cleaning her off. She hadn't even thought of it; would've simply dealt with the leaky aftermath with some discretion later on.
But he still draws out shivers and twitches out of her, even in an action as simplistic (and perhaps as primal) as the grooming he's doing, and she exhales a sigh of knowing - and picking up on - the fact that it's best if they get out of their strange metal love box, and wills herself to not react the way she wants to (very much wants to).
Once he's finished, she reaches a hand out to touch his arm lovingly, a silent thank you for being so considerate, before she gathers her trousers to her thighs and lays her shoulders back down on the ground. She elevates her hips, pulling her underwear and trousers up the rest of the way, then rests them down to fasten. She stretches for the shirt and bra they'd disposed of in their passion, moving in reverse from before to place everything back on where it had been.
Once done, she flips her legs over to kneel on them, readying herself to stand. She glances at the balled up fabric in his hand.]
Can take it home to be cleaned later, if you want. I can run back to the office to grab my pack and shove it in there.
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Date: 2017-06-16 01:45 am (UTC)But he still draws out shivers and twitches out of her, even in an action as simplistic (and perhaps as primal) as the grooming he's doing, and she exhales a sigh of knowing - and picking up on - the fact that it's best if they get out of their strange metal love box, and wills herself to not react the way she wants to (very much wants to).
Once he's finished, she reaches a hand out to touch his arm lovingly, a silent thank you for being so considerate, before she gathers her trousers to her thighs and lays her shoulders back down on the ground. She elevates her hips, pulling her underwear and trousers up the rest of the way, then rests them down to fasten. She stretches for the shirt and bra they'd disposed of in their passion, moving in reverse from before to place everything back on where it had been.
Once done, she flips her legs over to kneel on them, readying herself to stand. She glances at the balled up fabric in his hand.]
Can take it home to be cleaned later, if you want. I can run back to the office to grab my pack and shove it in there.