[It feels like there is a moment, even in those times when they're all rush and heat, when everything slows down and the world melts away a little and she feels completely surrounded and utterly safe. It's a little heartbreaking, knowing it won't last; she clings to these moments with her claws digging in.
She is easy to shift, folds like a piece of paper, humming into his mouth and closing her eyes for the dizzy feeling of being rolled over. When he pulls back, she exhales, and rubs her fingers up and down the back of his neck. Her throat constricts around words, but she keeps quiet, and tilts her head to give him every damn access he wants.]
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She is easy to shift, folds like a piece of paper, humming into his mouth and closing her eyes for the dizzy feeling of being rolled over. When he pulls back, she exhales, and rubs her fingers up and down the back of his neck. Her throat constricts around words, but she keeps quiet, and tilts her head to give him every damn access he wants.]