[ Harley nearly playfully chides Carver for taking the good lord's name in vain. She isn't religious. But she remembers bringing up the 'rituals' thing on her sentence when she and Carver were deciding what to do as if they were picking a purchase from a catalog. It was interesting. Experiencing it is better. This is better. He had mentioned that it might be something about bringing religion into sex, and Harley had immediately felt put off by it. Carver hadn't verbalized anything, but he would have after she had said what she did. If he'd felt differently. She doesn't say anything. Besides, it was hot. The way he breathed the curse against her shoulder. Again. It turns her on the second time just as much as it had the first.
Harley presses into Carver's touch, breath hitching as her nipple comes to a hardened peak beneath the pad of his thumb. It does; it comes back just perfect. Harley feels herself getting closer, but she drops her hips, her full weight resting on Carver as he's pressed into her as deeply as is physically possible. She rocks, not pulling herself up at all, just feeling him inside of her, letting the threat of orgasm pass as her muscles twitch around him. Harley still moves, but only shifting him within her and not providing and 'in and out' motion. Once the sensation passes, though, she flexes her thighs and starts bouncing in his lap again, this time with more desperation behind her movements. ]
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Date: 2022-10-02 03:49 am (UTC)Harley presses into Carver's touch, breath hitching as her nipple comes to a hardened peak beneath the pad of his thumb. It does; it comes back just perfect. Harley feels herself getting closer, but she drops her hips, her full weight resting on Carver as he's pressed into her as deeply as is physically possible. She rocks, not pulling herself up at all, just feeling him inside of her, letting the threat of orgasm pass as her muscles twitch around him. Harley still moves, but only shifting him within her and not providing and 'in and out' motion. Once the sensation passes, though, she flexes her thighs and starts bouncing in his lap again, this time with more desperation behind her movements. ]
Fuck, that feels good. You feel good.