[ there's no room for loneliness, not when he holds her against him so securely. she's surrounded by him—his warmth, his scent, his voice; each filling her senses until she allows herself to forget, just for a moment, where they are, and who she needs to be. something aches in her chest, almost bittersweet, as she wonders if she would have ever known what it's like to be held in this way if she didn't wake up here somehow.
she blinks away the wetness gathered on her lashes once her body steadies itself, easing off into sporadic flutters as he continues to move, carving out a space for himself. she almost apologizes, but his palm against her cheek arrests her briefly, her own hand coming up to curl fingers around his wrist as she leans into the warm cup of it. her expression softens, achingly tender, sliding her fingers up to frame against his. ]
It's not enough, is it? [ she bites her lower lip, tightening around him on his next thrust in. ] I want to feel you, too. Please?
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she blinks away the wetness gathered on her lashes once her body steadies itself, easing off into sporadic flutters as he continues to move, carving out a space for himself. she almost apologizes, but his palm against her cheek arrests her briefly, her own hand coming up to curl fingers around his wrist as she leans into the warm cup of it. her expression softens, achingly tender, sliding her fingers up to frame against his. ]
It's not enough, is it? [ she bites her lower lip, tightening around him on his next thrust in. ] I want to feel you, too. Please?