[ His moan makes her twitch and she immediately wants to hear it again. She wants to memorize his sound the same way she wanted to memorize his scent while she nuzzled at and bit him. These are important things. He is important. To her.
Kylo curses against his mouth as she feels his body grip her, hips bucking hard against his. She doesn't think they can get any closer but she's trying. Being absolutely as close as physically possible feels like the most vital thing in the world. She tries to hold him closer, kiss him harder. She just... she needs him like she needs to breathe. Even the Force is a secondary presence in her mind, so attuned as she is to sensation and everything that's happening in the moment.
She can feel the pressure building, the heat and pleasure that almost makes it hard to breathe. Oh, right, breaking a kiss to breathe once in awhile is a good thing. It simply feels so good, so right.
Whatever connection she once thought she had with Rey? It's nothing compared to what she feels right now.
There's no warning when her release hits. She feels a spike of intense pleasure-pain that makes her whole body tense and she tears her mouth from his to cry out. Her hands clutch at him, nails unintentionally scratching, and her hips instinctively press hard to his, as if there's some worry in the back of her alpha mind about separation. Not that she could draw back now if she wanted to, which she doesn't. There's not an ounce of her that wants anything other than this. ]
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Kylo curses against his mouth as she feels his body grip her, hips bucking hard against his. She doesn't think they can get any closer but she's trying. Being absolutely as close as physically possible feels like the most vital thing in the world. She tries to hold him closer, kiss him harder. She just... she needs him like she needs to breathe. Even the Force is a secondary presence in her mind, so attuned as she is to sensation and everything that's happening in the moment.
She can feel the pressure building, the heat and pleasure that almost makes it hard to breathe. Oh, right, breaking a kiss to breathe once in awhile is a good thing. It simply feels so good, so right.
Whatever connection she once thought she had with Rey? It's nothing compared to what she feels right now.
There's no warning when her release hits. She feels a spike of intense pleasure-pain that makes her whole body tense and she tears her mouth from his to cry out. Her hands clutch at him, nails unintentionally scratching, and her hips instinctively press hard to his, as if there's some worry in the back of her alpha mind about separation. Not that she could draw back now if she wanted to, which she doesn't. There's not an ounce of her that wants anything other than this. ]