[ In this moment, Rex has no more embarrassment or self-consciousness. They're too far in now - all he can do at this point is allow himself to be swept away with it, and that's something he does with more eagerness than not, gratified by Andy's urgency, groaning against her as she drags him against her, because oh, that's new. It's all new. And maybe that wouldn't ordinarily be appealing, but it is when it's her. ]
Pfassk, you're wet, [ he murmurs again, which is the second time he's said so, but she'll have to forgive his fascination; it's a heady thing, being wanted, and it's something he'd always languished in when he lay with Poe. Words are one thing. Words are easy. But it's another to see and feel that urgency, and he hadn't been sure how he would, with Andy. That knowledge is nearly as good as feeling her around him, warm and welcoming and just a hair too much.
He presses his mouth against her chest as he rocks shallowly into her, not yet letting his urgency take hold. He speaks against her, tone fond, almost wry. ] Don't think I could have ever imagined this.
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Pfassk, you're wet, [ he murmurs again, which is the second time he's said so, but she'll have to forgive his fascination; it's a heady thing, being wanted, and it's something he'd always languished in when he lay with Poe. Words are one thing. Words are easy. But it's another to see and feel that urgency, and he hadn't been sure how he would, with Andy. That knowledge is nearly as good as feeling her around him, warm and welcoming and just a hair too much.
He presses his mouth against her chest as he rocks shallowly into her, not yet letting his urgency take hold. He speaks against her, tone fond, almost wry. ] Don't think I could have ever imagined this.