she's fascinated by the blue, staring at the changes and the sparks. A louder moan as what he's feeling joins with what she's feeling again and the world narrows to just the feel, smell, taste of him. Another moan as she's stretched, nails digging into the skin of his neck. She tilts her head to nibble at his jaw, as she presses down onto his fingers and slides the phantom phallus further into him. Her fingers lose their rhythm for a moment then find it again, sliding over him as he pulses against her.
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Date: 2005-07-14 12:30 am (UTC)