It's been a long time, for Maketh, even longer since she's done this sober. But in the end, she remembers. She curls her hand, dragging the pads of her finger through the thatch of hair and then lower. Briefly - absurdly - Maketh wonders if Rey's world uses the same words for sex and fucking as hers does.
Something to ask later.
She smiles. Cups her hand around Rey's cunt, just holding. There was some dirty poetry she read once that described this as holding fruit, perfectly ripe. At the time, Maketh had thought it strange. But apt, in the end.
"You are wonderful," she murmurs, eyes bright, and tips her head back so Rey can kiss her again.
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Date: 2017-11-11 02:22 am (UTC)Something to ask later.
She smiles. Cups her hand around Rey's cunt, just holding. There was some dirty poetry she read once that described this as holding fruit, perfectly ripe. At the time, Maketh had thought it strange. But apt, in the end.
"You are wonderful," she murmurs, eyes bright, and tips her head back so Rey can kiss her again.