[ Words can be funny things. Tone and inflection can make a world of difference in both meaning and reception, but the person saying them can be even more of a factor. She is who she is no matter what others choose to call her, or what she calls herself. But Poe using the name that remains forbidden among the First Order — she had yet seen no reason to do away with the now-unspoken rule — does something to her. Makes her feel things.
As does the way he looks at her, though there's the briefest moment where she feels the weight of that responsibility and it threatens to bring a flicker of anxiety with it, a sensation that thankfully gets drowned out rather swiftly by everything else. It's powerful, having someone react to her like this. Arousing too, and not just in the lustful sense, though that does have a fair amount of priority right now.
Her eyes trail over his body, drinking him in as she strips down, letting all she wears pile on the floor because she has far more important things to think about. Like closing the distance she's put between them and seeing how quickly she can get her scent all over him.
As soon as she's naked Brianna moves to join him, climbing onto the bed. Her hands slide up his legs and she bends her head to nuzzle the inside of his thigh. The scent of his arousal is so strong she can't help but linger, one hand splaying on his hip as she turns her head to brush her lips against his shaft, and her eyes flick upward to look at him. A moment later her other hand is curling around his cock and she bends her head further to lick at him, moaning softly from the taste and feeling her own cock throb, eager to be back inside him and thoroughly claim her mate. ]
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As does the way he looks at her, though there's the briefest moment where she feels the weight of that responsibility and it threatens to bring a flicker of anxiety with it, a sensation that thankfully gets drowned out rather swiftly by everything else. It's powerful, having someone react to her like this. Arousing too, and not just in the lustful sense, though that does have a fair amount of priority right now.
Her eyes trail over his body, drinking him in as she strips down, letting all she wears pile on the floor because she has far more important things to think about. Like closing the distance she's put between them and seeing how quickly she can get her scent all over him.
As soon as she's naked Brianna moves to join him, climbing onto the bed. Her hands slide up his legs and she bends her head to nuzzle the inside of his thigh. The scent of his arousal is so strong she can't help but linger, one hand splaying on his hip as she turns her head to brush her lips against his shaft, and her eyes flick upward to look at him. A moment later her other hand is curling around his cock and she bends her head further to lick at him, moaning softly from the taste and feeling her own cock throb, eager to be back inside him and thoroughly claim her mate. ]