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[The care that Alex is putting into her touch speaks volumes for Rey. She isn't the type to push boundaries unless given the go-ahead to do so.

[And it's all too easy to give that approval with a slow nod. Her breaths shallow and wanting, she leans in to press their foreheads together, as her own fingers glide under the fabric of Alex's dress to hook her thumbs along the sides of whatever underwear the other woman wears.]

Okay to take these off? [Rey figures that's a request better conveyed in words.]

[ The touch if their foreheads is more intimate a gesture than she expected, eyes fluttering in surprise as she feels the bashfulness creep up her cheeks. There’s a pleasant warmth that spreads in her chest, but her attention is drawn elsewhere when she feels a tug a bit lower. ]

Yeah…that’s okay.

[ She doesn’t even look down, preoccupied with how beautifully green Rey’s eyes were, her own hands gently palming at her breasts. ]

[Times like this, Rey can't deny that there's a part of her that's always been soft. That she's craved this kind of touch and affection, only to deprived herself of the pleasures she never felt worthy to participate in.

[Alex's touch is too addictive to deny, though. Maybe it's because of the influence that's made her less and less about self-conscious of her actions, because there's a flash in her eyes that's carnal and hungry.

[Holding her breath, Rey follows through on her own request, deftly sliding Alex's panties down her legs and onto the floor. Her back arches, pressing her chest into that touch as she feels them drawn just a little bit closer.]

Hang on-- [Rey pauses to cross her arms from the bottom of her top, pulling both it and her bra up over her head to drop down onto the floor as well.

[Standing before Alex are more scars, from stabs and bullet wounds across her Rubied-marked chest and down the parts of her body that's usually covered. She hadn't really thought about how it might seem to most people, as the few Rey had been with didn't seem too taken aback by her old injuries.

[Not that she has much room to really dwell on it. The gemstone over her heart radiates a warmth that gives her feelings away all too readily.]

[ She unhooks her legs from behind Rey, the slip of fabric against her skin only making her more aroused, and more aware of said arousal between her legs. Her eyes widen when Rey starts to undress herself, exposing bare skin and the scars that littered it. Both hands reach out unconsciously, not bothered by the injuries but more drawn in by them.

It wad a familiar sight to her, and it’s felt like so long since she’d last seen a body like this. Her fingers trace over them curiously, gently, almost forgetting how they’d even gotten into this position. What were the stories behind each one? Did she live a life similar to that of her own world? There was still so much she didn’t know about this woman. ]

[Unlike the scars on her face, the ones over her body run deeper. Probably because most of them weren't intentional -- instead they were scars from incidents that were meant to kill her in earnest.

[As Alex traces them, Rey's gaze focuses on the other woman, studying her reactions.]

Doesn't bother you?

[From her expression alone, Rey is merely checking to make sure. Alex doesn't seem repulsed or taken aback by her body. In fact, just about everyone she's been intimate with were fine with them. Maybe that's why she just think about how they might look to other people...?]

No, not really…

[ They saddened her somewhat , knowing that the other person was hurt for it, but it made her more curious than anything. Curious enough, it seems, to lean in and press a kiss to one on Rey’s shoulder, and then another, her tongue peeking out this time to to trace over it before sucking gently at the scarred tissue. ]

[Feeling Alex not only touch but kiss her scars, Rey's breath catches. The fluttering feeling of her heart dizzies her for only a moment, before she collects herself again.]

Then it doesn't bother me. [Rey mutters, as if there was ever a question that it might. Because, fuck, there is something undeniably arousing about having her scars licked, in ways that she never thought it could stir her.

[With a contented sigh, she cants her head to allow Alex more access to her scars. All the while her own hands travel across the other woman's dusky thighs, returning to her newly exposed skin. Rey allows her fingers to pause just above the pelvic region, before finding their way to the warmth between Alex's legs. For now, her touch is feather light, testing and exploring.]

[ Her teeth press harder than intended when Rey’s fingers slide between her legs, already damp with arousal. Breath hot against the other woman’s skin, she tries to focus on her own actions, sucking hard enough to leave her own marks behind and laving attention onto other scars even as her hips roll forward, eager for more contact. ]

[The firm press of teeth brings out a sharp grunt, sending thrilling waves down her spine. Rey cranes her neck, resting a scarred cheek against the side of Alex's hair.

[Breathing in her scent, Rey continues. Her movements become more assured when Alex brings herself closer. Thumb rubbing against the sensitive bundle of nerves as Rey brings her middle and ring fingers to stroke Alex's wet entrance.]

Tell me what you want. [Rey huffs out the words, her voice heavy and huskier. Although she's certain she already knows what Alex's needs are, she's learned that there's a part of her that likes the verbal praise and direction.]

[ The teasing touch of Rey’s fingers has her whimpering softy against her neck, hips bucking to urger her on but to jo avail. Releasing her neck with yet another mark, Alex finds her face heating up more from the thought of saying these things out loud. Her fingers grip at muscular arms, nails digging in slightly. ]

Please…I…I want to…f-feel your fingers…inside…

[Pleased with Alex's response -- both verbal and physical -- Rey smirks and nods. There's a certain part of her, she has realized as of late, that revels in the novelty of words. Getting others to say such lewd things, or watching their reactions change when she says them herself, are all one and the same.

[So she complies. Not before leaning in to bring her teeth to the other woman's ear. All at once, she turns her wrist and slides her fingers in; resistance made virtually non-existent with the heat of Alex's arousal. Her movements start out slow, tentative. Almost teasing.]

Tell me how you want it. [It's both a command and a request. After all, Rey has not experienced this with Alex yet. Everyone has their own desires -- and Rey wants to be able to deliver what Alex needs.]

[ This was very different from being the one coaxing Rey through her emotions. As curious as she was, still is, she was not expecting to reveal such embarrassing, shameful details about herself. She’s not sure if it made it worse that it aroused her at the same time.

She inhales sharply when Rey finally thrusts her fingers in, but it quickly becomes not enough with the way her fingers tease her, leaving her wanting for more. ]

Ah..f-fa…faster, please…

[ She leans forward burying her face against Rey’s shoulder as she pleads. ]

And a little…go deeper…

[ It went against everything ingrained into her to ask for what she wanted, to say it out loud, to even think it. But she was learning, bit by bit, with people who allowed her. ]

[Were words really all that necessary? Probably not. Rey can get a good read on Alex just from the noises she makes and how her body reacts to her touch.

[But goddamn if hearing those words didn't do something for her, too. How she can make someone beg for satisfaction, rather than their life... It's a morbid realization she's come to terms with fairly recently, but it's still a part of her. A reminder that she doesn't have to be that monster anymore.]

Like... this? [Rey's hot exhale blows into Alex's dark hair, as she pushes her fingers deeper into the other woman's heat. With her thumb still rubbing against her clit, Rey begins a steady rhythm of thrusts as far as her digits allow, wishing to plunder these new depths.

[Arousal stirring her senses into a frenzy, she quickens her pace as requested. Her free hand sliding around Alex's back, she pulls their bodies so close that they can feel each other's movements.]

[ Her body flinches in Rey’s hold, the controlled and more targeted touch movement if fingers overwhelming her magic-induced sensitivity. She’s not so far gone though to neglect Rey herself, even if the other woman was making it difficult for Alex to think.

Her movements are a bit awkward, what with their bodies close like this and the position they were in, but Alex does her best to slip her hand between them to undo Rey’s pants this time. Her movements aren’t as smooth, what with Rey still fucking her with such intent, but she manages to loosen up her pants enough to slip her fingers down Rey’s underwear.

She teases in a similar fashion, the pads of her finger gliding over Rey’s lips and clit, teasing stroking slowly into that dampness. ]

How do you want it…?

[ She asks in return, her breath warm against Rey’s ear before she nips at the soft flesh between her teeth. ]

[At one point Rey would've been much more resistant when Alex makes to undo the front of her cargo pants. Her breath catches in her throat, and there's a blink of impulse that would have once said no.

[What she says instead are soft sounds that more resemble a resounding "yes" -- even with the placement of her hand posing a possible obstacle for her own pleasure. Still, Rey tilts her waist to make it easier when Alex dips her fingers between her legs. There's a brief jolt as the overwhelming pleasure resonates throughout her being, only heightened by the magic and Manna that comes from their share of intimacy she aches for so much.

[When Alex speaks, it takes Rey's mind a hot minute to catch up with proper communication. Her panting gasps become heavier just from the slightest touch, she can barely think straight.]

W-want it like... this...

[Demonstrating with her own hand, Rey angles her wrist so that she can fit both her middle and ring fingers into Alex, all the while rubbing her palm around the other woman's clit with increasingly fast motions. Between Alex's fingers and lips, Rey can no longer stifle her own whimpers, craving for a deeper touch as well.]

[ Right before Rey instructs her, Alex had been trying to match the position of her hand, bringing her thumb to Rey's clit when-- Rey suddenly thrusts her fingers in. The shock of pleasure causes her to rub against Rey's clit harder than intended, her thumb slipping away her palm now presses against it. Alex barely stifles her own moan, toes curling as she shudders and tenses.

But she doesn't forget Rey, composing herself enough to repeat the actions and slip her own middle and ring finger into that wet heat. Her breath is hot as she pants against Rey's shoulder, brow furrowed in her attempts to focus on her own thrusting motion when Rey's was just so distracting. Alex may be mimicking her, but she isn't too hesitant to experiment on her own, curling her fingers and rubbing against those inner walls. ]

Am I...doing it right?

[The uncertainty implied in that question throws Rey off for a second. It's not often that she gets put into the role where she's having to instruct, considering how her circumstances started out.

[Her lust doesn't allow her to dwell on it for very long, though. Alex's direct contact causes her to falter momentarily, locking her knees in place so she doesn't crumble where she stands. Getting up on the table with Alex would've been easier, but risky.

[No, she can stand like this. Rey feels her hips rolling against Alex's hand, encouraging friction as she concentrates on her own. After a while, it's like an influence possessing her, fingers pumping in and out of Alex's heat as Rey grinds up against her. Her own slick arousal makes the task easier, practically pulling Alex's fingers within her body and pulsing around them.

[Squirming against her, Rey buries her face into Alex's hair and answers with a choked whine at first. Then, a nod. Then--]

Y-yes. [She gasps, having to adjust her feet to keep herself from buckling.] Fuck, yes. Please, just... don't stop...

[As if that was ever a possibility. Even if someone walked through that door, Rey isn't sure that could stop her.]

[ Not that she thought Rey was lying, but her body sure wasn’t. She swallowed up her fingers demanding for more, and who was Alex to deny? So she thrusts deeper, with more pressure, palming at her clit at the same time. Her arm moves to grip at Rey’s back, instinctively supporting her as much as she can. But…chances are she would be leaving some rather unpleasant looking scratches from her nails.

Alex feels herself getting close though, her own muscles contracting as her stomach throbs with a desire for release. She’s made a mess of Rey’s hands by now, the sounds of it as shameful as the heat on her face. ]

R-Rey I’m…c-close…

[Perhaps it shouldn't come as much of a surprise, but Rey has absolutely no qualms with bites and scratches. Hell, her body can heal them fast, anyway.

[It's that sweet mixture of pain and pleasure that starts tipping Rey over the edge. Her breaths heavy, she barely registers what Alex just said, unable to stifle the lewd noises coming from both her voice and cunt. Heat rises in her scarred cheeks as she squeezes her other arm around Alex, hips jerking awkwardly with each thrust, her stomach tightening when nearing her peak as well.]

It's... okay. You can...

[Whether Alex was asking for permission or simply letting her know matters little to Rey. Sometimes, simple assurances have their appeals.]

[ It was still something Alex had to get used to, other people attending to her pleasure, allowing her to release first before them. It left her uncomfortable, like she needed to get them there first. So she doesn't stop, even as her thrusts get more erratic, faster, and then as deep as she can get when she finally feels herself careen over the edge. Unconsciously, she finds herself biting down onto Rey's shoulder, muffling her voice and grounding her as her orgasm wracks through her body. ]

[Ultimately it's the bite that does her in. Rey can never explain why; it's bad enough how vocal she can be when on the receiving end of pleasure. She doesn't curb herself when she throws her head back and lets out a sharp cry, her inner walls clamping around Alex's fingers almost at the same time as Rey feels Alex climax around her own. Her hips buck shamelessly, riding the shockwaves that shoot through her being, all the while coaxing Alex down from hers as well with gentler motions.

[Breasts heaving, Rey tucks her shoulders inward, bumping her cheek against the side of Alex's head.]

[ The pleasure only doubles as their orgasms mingle through their synchrony. Alex finds herself coming down gently, her fingers also moving more languidly as she work Rey through the rest of it. She presses an apologetic kiss to where she had bitten, and then another, before nudging under Rey's chin.

She let's out another soft groan, still feeling good from Rey's strokes. ]

Sorry...I didn't mean to bite so hard...

[The kiss is sweet. On a normal day, Rey would dismiss such things, but realizes Alex might need to hear some affirmation that she's done no real harm.]

N-no worries. [Rey's voice is softer now, more amicable when she lifts her head to allow Alex space to rest against her. Slowly, she starts slipping her fingers out, freeing up both arms now so she can reel Alex into a reassuring embrace.] I, um. Like that. I think.

[Despite everything, her face reddens admitting this. It was one of the first things Rey learned got her blood rushing.]

[ Not that she hadn't noticed earlier, but the embrace only made her more aware of how strong Rey's arms were. Strong, firm, but comforting nonetheless.

She chuckles at Rey's admission, feeling the embarrassment in their synch. Pulling her own fingers away, she feels her own bashfulness when she feels just what she'd accomplished. There was some sense of pride in that, knowing she could make her partner feel good like this. ]

Then I'm glad.

[ Her own grip is gentler now too, rubbing small circles against Rey's back. ]

We should...probably fix up before someone comes, huh?

[It takes a few seconds before Rey's nerves start to settle. The tension in her body slowly eases the more Alex soothes her with subtle gestures, just as Rey does the same when she nuzzles into her neck.

[When she speaks, Alex's logic slowly brings Rey back to the reality of their position, what they just did, and where they did it. Reluctant, she pulls back, heat rising in her flushed face as she retrieved the few discarded articles of clothes from the floor.]

Ah, right. Yeah. We... We should, shouldn't we...?

[It's a laundry room. Surely someone must've left behind something they can briefly clean themselves with before they walk out. Thank fuck there's a sink to wash their hands, at least.

[Not that they're going to be the only ones they will find disheveled after that announcement. But Rey has some shame, if nothing else.]

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