[ He brushes some of her hair away from her face as he grips onto the back of her neck, noses bumping into each other as he begins to move, slowly at first, more tentatively than he needs to, just luxuriating in the sensation of it, of how close he is to her, the welcome scrape of her nails against him, of how different this is from everything else. Funny, that they had stayed away from something so good for so long, her because she had spent so long running away from it, and him because he hadn't known what it would be like, had been half-afraid that it was unwanted, or that he'd leave her cold.
That obviously isn't the case. He just rocks into her, swaying back and forth on the cold floor of the ship. Underneath different circumstances, this would be decidedly unromantic. Rex can't think of a more romantic place to be, though, than the place they spend the most time together, on this ship they'd made a home out of.
Finally, he rocks forward in a way that would knock her off balance if not for his arms wrapped around her, holding her up, one wrapped firmly around her waist and the other pressed against the flat of her back so they can start to move properly, so he can feel her weight against him. ]
I got you, [ he says as he shifts, thumb rubbing circles against her, the head of his cock catching against her as he nearly slides out before driving back in. ] I got you.
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[ He brushes some of her hair away from her face as he grips onto the back of her neck, noses bumping into each other as he begins to move, slowly at first, more tentatively than he needs to, just luxuriating in the sensation of it, of how close he is to her, the welcome scrape of her nails against him, of how different this is from everything else. Funny, that they had stayed away from something so good for so long, her because she had spent so long running away from it, and him because he hadn't known what it would be like, had been half-afraid that it was unwanted, or that he'd leave her cold.
That obviously isn't the case. He just rocks into her, swaying back and forth on the cold floor of the ship. Underneath different circumstances, this would be decidedly unromantic. Rex can't think of a more romantic place to be, though, than the place they spend the most time together, on this ship they'd made a home out of.
Finally, he rocks forward in a way that would knock her off balance if not for his arms wrapped around her, holding her up, one wrapped firmly around her waist and the other pressed against the flat of her back so they can start to move properly, so he can feel her weight against him. ]
I got you, [ he says as he shifts, thumb rubbing circles against her, the head of his cock catching against her as he nearly slides out before driving back in. ] I got you.