[ Lune smiles slightly into their kisses when she feels him move, hears fabric drag softly against grass and already guesses what Gustave's doingโ considerate even now, when she would have been fine bedding down on bare ground in this very moment. The metal of his fabricated arm is cool against her warm back as it curls about her supportively, her suspicion confirmed when her back hits not only night-cooled grass but sturdy fabric as well.
She breathes a fervid little noise against his mouth at the change of position, the way their bodies press together more firmly with gravity playing its part, skin to skin. Now she kisses him more intensely again with probing tongue and nipping teeth, matching his hunger with her own, one hand buried in the tousled waves of his soft hair whilst the other strokes greedily up and down his back, enjoying the play of shifting muscle beneath her palm. She feels like she could happily drown in this closeness, this visceral comfort of another's warm body, and blissfully forget about everything that came before. She wants that more than anything now, wants to gorge herself on this mounting physical pleasure until it burns her out from within. ]
Yes, [ she gasps once more against his jaw when she tears her mouth from his to catch her breath, her hot, heaving breaths puffing against his skin for a moment as she tips her head back and bares her throat to him in the process, smooth and pale like marble in the cool wash of moonlight. ]
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Date: 2025-05-24 09:03 pm (UTC)She breathes a fervid little noise against his mouth at the change of position, the way their bodies press together more firmly with gravity playing its part, skin to skin. Now she kisses him more intensely again with probing tongue and nipping teeth, matching his hunger with her own, one hand buried in the tousled waves of his soft hair whilst the other strokes greedily up and down his back, enjoying the play of shifting muscle beneath her palm. She feels like she could happily drown in this closeness, this visceral comfort of another's warm body, and blissfully forget about everything that came before. She wants that more than anything now, wants to gorge herself on this mounting physical pleasure until it burns her out from within. ]
Yes, [ she gasps once more against his jaw when she tears her mouth from his to catch her breath, her hot, heaving breaths puffing against his skin for a moment as she tips her head back and bares her throat to him in the process, smooth and pale like marble in the cool wash of moonlight. ]