Perhaps other people can separate emotions from the mechanical act of sex, but they are not other people.
They are a dyad.
Rey lets out a wild cry as Ben opens their bond, dropping to her elbows as she feels not only her pleasure, but his own. It makes goose flesh break out along her skin, and she closes her eyes tight at the emotion that flows through her. She can feel everything, all of it.
Rey can feel his love for her like a physical thing, throbbing beneath her breastbone, and never in her wildest dreams of being loved did she ever imagine it would feel like this.
Both of them were broken pieces for so long and now, locked together body and mind and soul, they are whole.
His hips snap forward and she cries out his name as another orgasm rips through her, making her hips twitch as she spasms around his cock. She lets him feel all of it, every little tremor, and when she reaches between her body to rub at her sensitive, throbbing clitoris, it’s only so that he can feel it, too.
no subject
They are a dyad.
Rey lets out a wild cry as Ben opens their bond, dropping to her elbows as she feels not only her pleasure, but his own. It makes goose flesh break out along her skin, and she closes her eyes tight at the emotion that flows through her. She can feel everything, all of it.
Rey can feel his love for her like a physical thing, throbbing beneath her breastbone, and never in her wildest dreams of being loved did she ever imagine it would feel like this.
Both of them were broken pieces for so long and now, locked together body and mind and soul, they are whole.
His hips snap forward and she cries out his name as another orgasm rips through her, making her hips twitch as she spasms around his cock. She lets him feel all of it, every little tremor, and when she reaches between her body to rub at her sensitive, throbbing clitoris, it’s only so that he can feel it, too.