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[Justine slowly releases her fingers but instead of letting her hand fall back to the blanket she reaches down and runs her fingers along Connor's erection. She steals the chance to feel him and also drag the slick arousal from her fingers onto him.

It lasts only a second before she's relaxing against the blanket, letting the skillful motions of his fingers capture her attention.]

Yes. You can do whatever you want Connor.

[She thinks there a little ways past asking and yet it's endearing that he does. Justine smiles and then her lips part as his fingers pluck a moan from her lips.]

[He pulls his fingers away, and positions himself against her entrance. With a quiet shiver he pushes in, keeping it slow, and once he's buried inside her he takes a moment to enjoy the feeling before pulling out partway and sliding back in. It's an entirely new experience for him, and god, it feels good. He does it again, his hand resting on Justine's chest, thumb toying with her nipple as he rocks his hips into her.]

How is this?

[He wants it to be as good for her as it is for him. He's trying to angle himself to hit the same spot he'd been rubbing with his fingers, at least.]

[Her breath slows as Connor presses the head of his cock against her entrance. The way is slick but tight as he smoothly and methodically begins to fill her. Justine gasps softly as he buries himself to his hilt and holds there. It helps, allowing her body to adjust before beginning to slowly fall into an enticing rhythm.]

Oh god. It's amazing.

[Justine reaches for him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she seeks to bring him closer. It feels like she's on fire. Her hips rise and fall to meet his thrusts, assisting in angling him deeper.]

Connor. [Her breaths stagger.] Faster. Please.

[He keeps moving, speeding up and burying his face in her neck. His breath is hot against her skin, and his hand slides down her body to hook under her knee, tugging it up so he can get a better angle. His heart is beating hard, the emotional side of what they're doing as pleasant as the physical. He feels close to her. Connected. It's almost overwhelming.

He lets out a soft moan against her shoulder, and starts to press kisses there. His thrusts get more insistent, harder as he comes more comfortable with the rhythm.]

[Her fingers slide through his hair and down his back as his breath spills hot and heady against her neck.

Justine isn't able to speak and yet short staggering gasps and moans tug from her lips, punctuating the steady thrusts of his hips. Her knees are held closer to her chest with her hips rising off the ground as Connor sinks deeper. Justine's cries grow in volume as she clings desperately to him.

Her body, mind and heart ached for his touch and basked in it as the euphoria began to rise.

Time lost all meaning. It could have been minutes or hours trapped in the heady thrones of passion.] Connor. I'm coming. [His name chokes in her throat as he so skillfully coaxes her release. Her body clenches down on him, her thighs trembling as she struggles to inhale.]

[He keeps moving as she comes, LED flashing from yellow to red to yellow again as his own release builds up and, finally, he comes too. Her clenching down around him helps, and he muffles a cry against her shoulder. His hips gradually slow down, and eventually he stops, panting softly by her ear.

He doesn't pull out of her yet, he just stays where he is with his face pressed against her neck. He'd never experienced that before, he's going to need to recover. A little overwhelmed by how good that had felt and all the emotions that come with it, his LED is fixed on yellow for now as he processes it. He does at least let Justine's leg go, moving his hand to take hers, linking their fingers together.]

[She doesn't feels his release but the tension in his shoulders and then the sudden release of those muscles as he relaxes against her. She distantly wonders if androids could have children but quickly discards the thought for later inquiry. Right now she's focused on Connor and the ebbing high of their shared release.

Justine doesn't speak. She places her heels on the ground, her knees still bent and gently runs her fingers over his shoulders and back while basking in the high and silence that always followed sex. Her fingers curl around his, her pulse begins to steady and her breaths slow to an even rhythm. Her limbs ache slightly but it's a pleasant feeling of weariness and closeness that she doesn't want to chase away.

After a long pause she gently presses her lips against his temple, just above the LED.

Edited 2019-06-22 01:25 (UTC)

[He smiles slightly at the kiss, turning his head to catch her lips with his. He's comfortable where he is, and for once doesn't feel the need to fill the silence with talking. Eventually he does pull out though, reaching down to pull his pants back up before lying back on top of Justine again.]

I could stay here all day.

[Easily done when you don't need to eat or sleep, too.]

[The kiss is light and innocent and Justine feels herself smile despite the affectionate intimacy they shared. It's the sort of feeling that natural makes her nervous but it's comfortable with Connor.] Then lets stay here for a bit.

[She reaches to their left, grabs a bit of the blanket and then wraps it around them. Their dressed partly dressed but the blanket will keep off the chill and Justine doesn't think that Connor will mind.

She nuzzles against his neck and exhales a happy sigh. Maybe when she wakes up they can go again.] Will you hold me if I fall asleep?

[There is a light smile touching her lips. Justine is very aware that Connor doesn't need to sleep which makes him a perfect sentry against her nightmares.]

Of course.

[He shifts so that he can hold her better, stroking a hand through her hair. He can go into a low power state, but he thinks he'd like to stay awake and watch Justine.]

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