[Lucretia doesn't have any thoughts at all when Lup finally brings their mouths apart to speak, finding herself unable to do much more than gasp in air and breathe as the other woman speaks. It's intoxicating, getting to be exactly where she's dreamed of, under Lup's careful hands, feeling like she's about to fall apart. Her cheeks feel flushed, body already warm, almost certain Lup can hear the patter of her heart with their bodies this close.]
Lup, I... I didn't-- I never thought we'd. This, and--
[Gods, she has no words but she doesn't even want them right now. For all the importance she places on having the right thing to say, right now all she wants is to be breathless and formless, shaped in Lup's hands into something for her and only her. It's only a moment before she presses forward again, hungry for her touch, craving to feel her soft lips again.
She doesn't break to speak, or even much to breathe, but every time their lips separate Lup will find a whisper of her name still ghosted on Lucretia's mouth.]
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Lup, I... I didn't-- I never thought we'd. This, and--
[Gods, she has no words but she doesn't even want them right now. For all the importance she places on having the right thing to say, right now all she wants is to be breathless and formless, shaped in Lup's hands into something for her and only her. It's only a moment before she presses forward again, hungry for her touch, craving to feel her soft lips again.
She doesn't break to speak, or even much to breathe, but every time their lips separate Lup will find a whisper of her name still ghosted on Lucretia's mouth.]