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tfw i can only write sober (screams)

[groundzeroes]

Mmh. Building up to it was fun, though.

[Forming sentences has gotten harder, trapped in the tempo of Kate's relentless pace. Still, Rei carries on recklessly as they move together, the breathy words falling from his mouth in a rhythm closer to intone than conversation.]

Watching you in the gym. Following pull of your muscles as you stretched. Catching the slips in your expression. Thinking of what you would look like on top of me.

[His hand slips between her legs, seeking the sensitivity there.] Just like this.

don't worry i'll get drunk enough for both of us.

[morns]

( if he's seeking the prize of wordlessness, he gets it, her thoughts slipping into that blissful spot of nothing but pleasure, her noises reduced to moans and heavy breaths. a little bit faster before fingers brush her clit and her thighs clamp against his, twitch and tremble against him. nails dig into the back of his neck, head tipping back as her movements shallow out into rocking of her hips, a moment's pause that only brings more heat flooding through her. )

Fuck—

( her voice is a low whine, eyelids fluttering shut as she moves, body tipping back the barest of inches, just enough to shift the angle as she grinds, a gasp dying in her throat as familiar pulses of pleasure drag her motions into a stutter and a halt.

fuck, indeed. )