[The psychic contact feels so good that it's enough to make her moan as the sync opens fully. She cannot say which feels better right now, his mind entwined with hers or his hands on her, but combined this is heaven.
She is wet for him already and desperately wants to rock into his touch, but that light graze of teeth is enough to make her freeze, interpreting it as a silent 'stay still.' His only answer at first is a soft whimper and barrage of feelings and desires - she wants to feel surrounded in him this time, she wants to watch him lose himself to pleasure, she wants to be one with him. She just...wants him, in any way she can have him.
Words. Words are a thing. A difficult thing, when one is currently half-naked and being pressed against a wall by one's favorite Titan.]
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She is wet for him already and desperately wants to rock into his touch, but that light graze of teeth is enough to make her freeze, interpreting it as a silent 'stay still.' His only answer at first is a soft whimper and barrage of feelings and desires - she wants to feel surrounded in him this time, she wants to watch him lose himself to pleasure, she wants to be one with him. She just...wants him, in any way she can have him.
Words. Words are a thing. A difficult thing, when one is currently half-naked and being pressed against a wall by one's favorite Titan.]
Take me to bed, or take me here. I'm all yours.