[This is probably the closest she's ever been to someone else, and it's as nerve-wracking as it was exciting, she had to admit. If Stelle's skin wasn't already burning so hot from her earlier snack, Firefly's would be on fire by now without her help, in her mind as blazing as the scorching heat from her SAM suit. It wasn't a bad kind of heat between them though, it was... kind of exhilarating, honestly. Almost like the heady rush of adrenaline from battle, the kind that she found Silver Wolf's various games she tried to make her play couldn't compare to, and while it wasn't quite the same, when Stelle's hips begin rocking against her own, her head swims in a way that makes it start to feel like it had the potential to be pretty damn close.
Firefly moans softly into Stelle's mouth, the thinner materials of the bathing suits they were wearing making her movements all the more potent in riling Firefly up. Her fingers tighten in Stelle's grasp as she presses her hips back against her, seeking more of that sensation as that same flame set ablaze in her stomach like a fire running rampant through dry grass; uncontrollable, unstoppable, inevitable.]
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Firefly moans softly into Stelle's mouth, the thinner materials of the bathing suits they were wearing making her movements all the more potent in riling Firefly up. Her fingers tighten in Stelle's grasp as she presses her hips back against her, seeking more of that sensation as that same flame set ablaze in her stomach like a fire running rampant through dry grass; uncontrollable, unstoppable, inevitable.]