[Misfired arrowhead. xDDDD]
Jayari's breath came out in shuddering bursts, her body trembling as pleasure coursed through her and slowly built. Her fingers curled against his chest, her thighs squeezing against him a little, as she continued to rock and match him, measuring his movements and finding his rhythm. Gods, there was little better than having someone squirming beneath her--except that this time it was Ki'adan, and she couldn't help but feel some sense of smug satisfaction that for all those years he'd teased her, now it was her turn to tease him, and in a far more diabolical fashion.
Itchy and gangly Jayari, eh? Pah!
His hands found her breasts again and she arched into him, sighing her pleasure and biting her lip to keep from crying out as her body sang beneath his touch. There was nobody around, and they were miles from anyone who might hear, but it was paranoia and practice that kept her quiet and that was a hard habit to break.
"Y...yeah, I...I think it'd probably be something like that," she got out in a rush. "Though...maybe I would've gone with you, too. I dunno...I...I guess I didn't know that--oh gods--that...was an option. Maybe I would've done something crazy. I mean, I have! But...crazier." She knew she was rambling, knew maybe now wasn't the time to have this conversation (she tended to admit a lot of things in the throes of passion!) but still the words tumbled out between heated breaths.
"I could've been convinced, maybe. Either way, I-I'm not sad you missed my fumbling stages, though. Or how I...ah...giggled the first time I saw a cock..." That particular cock had gone quite flaccid shortly after, whoops. Wow. She should probably shut up. "Remind me where everything goes, though? Is it...here?"
And as she spoke she slid along him, boldly prodding him against her entrance, threatening to take him inside her--before slipping away and grinding on him again, meeting his eyes with a smug smile. Or as smug a smile as she could muster with her face flushed and lips parted breathlessly.