[ She lets him climb into the bed and inspect it, arrange the blankets and pillows however he likes to be comfortable in it. Taking advantage of the moment, she braids her damp hair back off her face to keep it out of her way, smiling as she watches him.
And then he puts himself on display and her eyes darken with hunger, her scent sharpening and filling the room. An Alpha’s satisfaction and want As her gaze rakes over his body with open admiration and lust. ]
Fuck, you look gorgeous like this, Sam. [ She presses a single knee to the mattress between his legs, even as she runs her hands up over his shins, his thighs, feeling the muscles relaxed under her touch. She can see from here how wet he is, how muscles clench around nothing and she smooths her fingers against his skin soothingly, knowing that ache is only made worse by his heat - likely only temporarily sated from his orgasms. Enough to give them a moment to ease into this now.
…If she can keep his scent from shredding the rest of her control and tempting her into just fucking him until he screams her name.
No. Not that they probably won’t have that sort of fun as the heat drags them both deeper, but to start off, she still wants to be careful and aware enough of any triggers or bad memories from the raft she could accidentally trip over. ]
Your scent is going to drive me mad. I swear I could just spend hours between your legs tasting every drop.
[ And after catching his scent now that the suppressants are no longer keeping it hidden… she’s not sure she’s going to want to give this up ever again. ]
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[ She lets him climb into the bed and inspect it, arrange the blankets and pillows however he likes to be comfortable in it. Taking advantage of the moment, she braids her damp hair back off her face to keep it out of her way, smiling as she watches him.
And then he puts himself on display and her eyes darken with hunger, her scent sharpening and filling the room. An Alpha’s satisfaction and want As her gaze rakes over his body with open admiration and lust. ]
Fuck, you look gorgeous like this, Sam. [ She presses a single knee to the mattress between his legs, even as she runs her hands up over his shins, his thighs, feeling the muscles relaxed under her touch. She can see from here how wet he is, how muscles clench around nothing and she smooths her fingers against his skin soothingly, knowing that ache is only made worse by his heat - likely only temporarily sated from his orgasms. Enough to give them a moment to ease into this now.
…If she can keep his scent from shredding the rest of her control and tempting her into just fucking him until he screams her name.
No. Not that they probably won’t have that sort of fun as the heat drags them both deeper, but to start off, she still wants to be careful and aware enough of any triggers or bad memories from the raft she could accidentally trip over. ]
Your scent is going to drive me mad. I swear I could just spend hours between your legs tasting every drop.
[ And after catching his scent now that the suppressants are no longer keeping it hidden… she’s not sure she’s going to want to give this up ever again. ]