[Suddenly her breath goes unstuck, heaving out of her in a surprised little cry. Each breath after that goes voiced as well, rising in pitch almost as if in alarm. Though any surprise seems more than welcome from the sure grip at his shoulders as she rides his hand.
...Or at least, attempts to; it's not long at all before that enthusiastic rhythm has gone desperate and jerky despite her best efforts]
[His fingers keep up their gentle rubbing, one against that spot inside her and the other at the sensitive nub in front]
[He presses another kiss to her neck, whisper-soft, then pulls back just a little to look at her face, wanting badly to see the expression that goes with those sounds]
[From the look of it, she couldn't stop herself if she tried, rocking desperately between the relentless press of his fingers too hard and fast to last long. Her brows ridge, eyes squeezing shut and lips parting in a rising tide of breathless gasps and snapping hips and--
she cries out, high and helpless--arcs towards him like a live wire, head thrown back as every muscle in her body tenses--clamps vise-tight around him as release slams into her; drags her away in the undertow]
[He lets himself be tugged nearer - nuzzles in against her, peppering soft kisses over her jaw and neck. His arm tucks in over her, pulling her closer]
[Her body is lax beneath his, going where she's arranged without complaint. Her dazed flush certainly doesn't fade with his attentions, and she sighs under the rain of his kisses, wriggling a bit just to feel how they fit together]
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...Or at least, attempts to; it's not long at all before that enthusiastic rhythm has gone desperate and jerky despite her best efforts]
Jacob-- I-I--
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[He presses another kiss to her neck, whisper-soft, then pulls back just a little to look at her face, wanting badly to see the expression that goes with those sounds]
Go on. Take what you need.
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she cries out, high and helpless--arcs towards him like a live wire, head thrown back as every muscle in her body tenses--clamps vise-tight around him as release slams into her; drags her away in the undertow]
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[His fingers gentle a little but don't let up, working her through and drawing out the pleasure]
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Perhaps she has...perhaps there is nothing more than the heat of skin and the heaving of breath and this breathless, weightless, impossible feeling]
[If there ever is--if he allows there to be--it's slow to forget as she finally falls back, eyes shiny]
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...you okay?
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The rest of her is shaky too, expression glazed with afterglow and limbs too floppy to do more than an token attempt at pulling him closer]
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Jacob...
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[He sounds dazed and very satisfied - leaves off with the kisses to nuzzle in against her neck and then stays there, tucked up against her]
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[Eventually she picks up]
You're amazing...
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Pretty sure that's my line.
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[She shifts to press a kiss to his temple, breath ruffling through his hair]
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Guess I need a new one, huh?
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Pretty sure you're perfect as you are.
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Man, what's with the silver tongue today?
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...Just felt like saying it out loud, for once.
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Well... thanks.
You're pretty amazing, yourself.
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Maybe we make a good team.
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Partners, right?
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Always.
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[He makes a soft sound, tucked in there against her - some wordless hum of agreement, or contentment, or both]
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[His thumb drifts idly back and forth across her rib cage, very gentle]
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[She just continues to pet him, almost drowsily slow]
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