[ there's grunge rock filtering through the bedroom door and june is thinking, nirvana isn't great for this, but he's throwing his head back and hissing through his teeth as he feels her sink down on him and—
and june digs his fingers into the meat of her thighs, dragging them up to her hips and holding on to her until he can feel the shape of her bones under his fingers. there are faint welts on her skin, left behind by her underwear, and june runs the flat of his thumb along them as he takes in how she looks on him.
she's beautiful. she's so beautiful it hurts him to look, but he's a moth drawn to her flame, and as he slowly rocks his hips up into her he repeats the word please over and over and over.
he's not allowed to come until she says so. her rules, not his.
8> also i'm rusty pls be patient
and june digs his fingers into the meat of her thighs, dragging them up to her hips and holding on to her until he can feel the shape of her bones under his fingers. there are faint welts on her skin, left behind by her underwear, and june runs the flat of his thumb along them as he takes in how she looks on him.
she's beautiful. she's so beautiful it hurts him to look, but he's a moth drawn to her flame, and as he slowly rocks his hips up into her he repeats the word please over and over and over.
he's not allowed to come until she says so. her rules, not his.
june is thrilled to hell and back over it. ]