[ 2B has always approached sex from an exceedingly mechanical standpoint, doing what was necessary to achieve an end and not much else. She's never been one for unneeded intimacy, staying only as close as required of her until the act is completed and her mark is wiped clean. With 9S, however, it almost feels as if he's fucking her soul , the entirety of him drowning her in a warm, safe sea. She can hardly tell the two of them apart like this, their limbs entwined and their bodies connected at their deepest parts, her tight cunt pulsating greedily around the length of his shaft as he moves in and out of her.
2B is grateful she chose to pull away in order to look to him, as their eyes locking seems to do something devastating to him. She's overwhelmed with the urge to kiss him, though she doesn't; soon enough, his face is buried in the crook of her neck as he gives a final, hoarse cry, spilling deep into her and rattling her to the core.
It doesn't take long for her to follow after him, her climax almost catching her by surprise as she holds the edge of the table with a white-knuckled grip. 2B practically screams as she comes undone, quick like a match struck down her back, the feeling of his seed burning deep inside of her only serving to bring about her end even more quickly. She tenses and convulses underneath him, eyes shut tight as broken cries burst past her lips.
It isn't her first orgasm, but it certainly is her hardest. It takes her a veritable age to come down from it, breath coming in labored puffs before she swallows hard against the dryness of her throat, opening her eyes to look down at where he has his face buried into the hollow of her neck. ]
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2B is grateful she chose to pull away in order to look to him, as their eyes locking seems to do something devastating to him. She's overwhelmed with the urge to kiss him, though she doesn't; soon enough, his face is buried in the crook of her neck as he gives a final, hoarse cry, spilling deep into her and rattling her to the core.
It doesn't take long for her to follow after him, her climax almost catching her by surprise as she holds the edge of the table with a white-knuckled grip. 2B practically screams as she comes undone, quick like a match struck down her back, the feeling of his seed burning deep inside of her only serving to bring about her end even more quickly. She tenses and convulses underneath him, eyes shut tight as broken cries burst past her lips.
It isn't her first orgasm, but it certainly is her hardest. It takes her a veritable age to come down from it, breath coming in labored puffs before she swallows hard against the dryness of her throat, opening her eyes to look down at where he has his face buried into the hollow of her neck. ]