[ It is hard to breathe. Her lungs burn every time she inhales. Angel presses hard against her and it's impossible not to adore her more for it, slipping her arm around her waist tighter in a half hug, holding on to her still so sweetly. Moans drowning out the sound of her fingers into her, angle of her wrist slightly wrong but she would hardly change anything about their position. The nails drawing red lines under her top, over her skin and down her back, making goosebumps in their path. So vicious and hard it nearly takes off her skin, but it only feels-- so good.
Parker gasps into her mouth, leaning into it like it's the only source of air in the room. Curls, and curls, and curls inside her, feels her clench so tight around her fingers it is near impossible for her to move them. But she does, as she feels her arch and sob. Faster than usual, but she isn't taking her time, and it makes her ego inflate a little when she comes so easy and unabashedly. She coaches it out of her, helps her to the finishing line.
And as she collapses against her, Parker stops, lets her soak up in it. Doesn't move her fingers right away, either, lets her enjoy it quietly. Smiles, gentle and soft, brushing her thumb up and down her side. She leans her cheek against her hair, eyes closed. Heart racing too, but letting her hang on for as long as she wants, as she tilts her head down to kiss her shoulders softly, tasting the salt and sweat from her skin. Kind, sweet, nothing like she is, but everything she can be for Angel. Murmurs softly to her, words like honey, if she is okay, if she liked it, if she can move her fingers out. Doesn't want to push anymore, because she has already pushed enough. ]
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Parker gasps into her mouth, leaning into it like it's the only source of air in the room. Curls, and curls, and curls inside her, feels her clench so tight around her fingers it is near impossible for her to move them. But she does, as she feels her arch and sob. Faster than usual, but she isn't taking her time, and it makes her ego inflate a little when she comes so easy and unabashedly. She coaches it out of her, helps her to the finishing line.
And as she collapses against her, Parker stops, lets her soak up in it. Doesn't move her fingers right away, either, lets her enjoy it quietly. Smiles, gentle and soft, brushing her thumb up and down her side. She leans her cheek against her hair, eyes closed. Heart racing too, but letting her hang on for as long as she wants, as she tilts her head down to kiss her shoulders softly, tasting the salt and sweat from her skin. Kind, sweet, nothing like she is, but everything she can be for Angel. Murmurs softly to her, words like honey, if she is okay, if she liked it, if she can move her fingers out. Doesn't want to push anymore, because she has already pushed enough. ]