She moves as if floating across him, supporting her own weight as he reaches up to feel, retracing an earlier path from her neck, mirroring it with the other hand as she descends, tucking beneath a loop of herself and finally resting down on him. He kisses a line down her belly, and she does the same, nipping at the hem of his mesh. It’s a shame she can’t move it on her own, but it’s redundant past this point, all of Luka’s most sensitive spots primed for her touch. He noses into hers as well, as much as he can with his hips and shoulders planted to let her wrap behind his back, but she’s an accommodating shape as well, a slightly pudgy overhang giving him a place to hide his snout, right where hips turn to trunk. Her scent is more intoxicating than anything he’s got stashed, and it’s making his head swim all over again.
Luka’s tongue tenses like it’s being squeezed inside her, and Petrichor’s neurons fire like she’s squeezing him. She tastes like more than a thoughtform. It took a bit of practice to learn to taste him too, largely in the form of Luka’s own self-sampling, but elements of the ingrained memory replay immersively for Petrichor’s exploring tongue. Luka would have flexed his hips upward had they not already been suspended there, length left twitching in the air. There’s no mesh for it, no device implanted or otherwise, but Petrichor shares her gratification with him just as he shares with her. All it takes is her invitation to feel, and he does.
Luka is as dutiful as ever; Petrichor could probably finish just like this, and then so could he, so would he, his comparatively small body the vessel for the sum of their biochemistries, the coiled fuse that will ignite them both. They jointly decide to drag this out for all it’s worth.
#Kinktober #IndieKinktober Coda 3
All in his head, but larger than life.
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