[ No, she doesn't want to move, especially when he returns the kiss the way he does. One of her hands finds the back of his head again, gently sliding down his back as she melts into him, thighs coming up to frame his hips as her teeth lightly rake against his upper lip in response to his tugging.
She can't stand it when he's being gentle. There's too much vulnerability there.
After a few moments of savoring the kiss, she breaks away, looking up at him and gently brushing an errant strand of hair out of his face. It's a weird, foreign gesture coming from her, but this entire situation was weird anyway. There was no getting around it. ]
I want you to fuck me.
[ There, she said it, blunt as ever, shattering the lovey-dovey ambience that threatened to send her spiralling down a path she had no interest in taking. ]
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She can't stand it when he's being gentle. There's too much vulnerability there.
After a few moments of savoring the kiss, she breaks away, looking up at him and gently brushing an errant strand of hair out of his face. It's a weird, foreign gesture coming from her, but this entire situation was weird anyway. There was no getting around it. ]
I want you to fuck me.
[ There, she said it, blunt as ever, shattering the lovey-dovey ambience that threatened to send her spiralling down a path she had no interest in taking. ]