[ the fire builds and builds, an intensity that borders on painful as the world narrows down to cassian. she doesn't notice the way her fingers are clutching at the soft rug, knuckles white, or the soft, broken moans she's making with each tiny movement of his fingers. she's so overstimulated even the slightest touch threatens to undo her, whimpering weak noises, feeling on the verge of tears. it isn't just the frustration, it's all so much and she can't--
she can't! she doesn't know how to contain this emotion and she doesn't know how to let it go either. ]
I do.
[ it sounds like an apology, pleading, but something cracks inside her, and a cry is wrenched out of her as her whole body seems to tense, muscles clenching against him, around him, finally shaking apart beneath him. her voice is a ragged thread as she whispers his name. ]
no subject
she can't! she doesn't know how to contain this emotion and she doesn't know how to let it go either. ]
I do.
[ it sounds like an apology, pleading, but something cracks inside her, and a cry is wrenched out of her as her whole body seems to tense, muscles clenching against him, around him, finally shaking apart beneath him. her voice is a ragged thread as she whispers his name. ]