[ you know what? maybe that's good enough for her. maybe she's tired of being responsible and checking on consent and making sure her stupid, teasing, beautiful wonderful girlfriend who is two girlfriends aren't going to get hurt and don't mind what she's doing. and so, throwing aside what little modicum of preparation they've done, stelle pulls her hand away- lines herself up, her breath shaky as she presses against her-
and pushes fully in with a quick roll of her hips.
the sound she makes as she collapses against kiana is utterly undignified - a shaky cry from the back of her throat. she remembers this feeling. kiana, sirin, both of them - the way they fit against her and around her, the way they sound and feel and smell here with her. she takes a single moment, breathes deep as she tries to steady herself...
...and slowly - for her own sake more than kiana's - she starts to set a rhythm for the both of them. ]
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and pushes fully in with a quick roll of her hips.
the sound she makes as she collapses against kiana is utterly undignified - a shaky cry from the back of her throat. she remembers this feeling. kiana, sirin, both of them - the way they fit against her and around her, the way they sound and feel and smell here with her. she takes a single moment, breathes deep as she tries to steady herself...
...and slowly - for her own sake more than kiana's - she starts to set a rhythm for the both of them. ]