"That doesn't matter," I say, amused. Then his tongue is inside me and my eyes roll back. I can feel - oh. His thoughts pressing against mine, and I let him in. His mind is a strange broken thing too, pieces missing, as mine seems to me. It feels better when we're together. We're whole, I tell him, smiling, and then I cry out as he moves his tongue. My hands reach down and fist in his hair.
no subject
I laugh.
"That doesn't matter," I say, amused. Then his tongue is inside me and my eyes roll back. I can feel - oh. His thoughts pressing against mine, and I let him in. His mind is a strange broken thing too, pieces missing, as mine seems to me. It feels better when we're together. We're whole, I tell him, smiling, and then I cry out as he moves his tongue. My hands reach down and fist in his hair.