[ her fingers deftly unbutton and unzip his pants, hand slipping in past its waistband. her other hand guides him back under her skirt, gasping softly against his mouth when calloused fingers brush against her folds, evoking memories and images of their intimate time together long ago. they were often brief, a moment's interlude from their busy lives, but there's no one else that lumine would share them with. ]
Do you think that would have helped? [ she pants softly as her own hand wraps around him, his skin searing her palm. ] Lumine isn't exactly ... welcoming of the idea ...
[ of the both of them becoming one, fearing that she would lose herself in the process. she can feel her fighting hard against her, putting up walls around her heart as if that would stop the feelings from building, from growing. it won't; she can feel the way lumine's heart races when ajax touches her, heat rising in her cheeks.
she tilts her chin upward to catch childe's mouth again, the soft kiss they shared slowly growing hungry, desperate. they don't know how much time they have for themselves. ]
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Do you think that would have helped? [ she pants softly as her own hand wraps around him, his skin searing her palm. ] Lumine isn't exactly ... welcoming of the idea ...
[ of the both of them becoming one, fearing that she would lose herself in the process. she can feel her fighting hard against her, putting up walls around her heart as if that would stop the feelings from building, from growing. it won't; she can feel the way lumine's heart races when ajax touches her, heat rising in her cheeks.
she tilts her chin upward to catch childe's mouth again, the soft kiss they shared slowly growing hungry, desperate. they don't know how much time they have for themselves. ]
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