Susan lets out a low groan, bucking her hips up against his hand. Underneath her waistband, there's still carapace, hard and bristly, but if he pushes his hand down a little further, he'll find where it's pulled apart between her legs, her body shifting instinctively to give him access there.
Her thumb traces the line of that fin, exploring his inhuman anatomy. She's fascinated by the coolness of his skin, even with his clear arousal, and she wants to know whether the fin is more sensitive (less sensitive?) than the rest of him.
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the hardest part of this sex tbh
Date: 2017-08-30 09:46 pm (UTC)Her thumb traces the line of that fin, exploring his inhuman anatomy. She's fascinated by the coolness of his skin, even with his clear arousal, and she wants to know whether the fin is more sensitive (less sensitive?) than the rest of him.