[ was she that excited? she probably was, when she'd just agreed to have fun with him his own way after hearing his rather demeaning spiel about loving women despite being unlovable himself. he's simply not a keeper if he just goes through girls like that, and even more so when most of them here have standards.
but ishmael is serious when she said that there are worse people than him where she's from. the city's full of psychopaths, doing all they can just to survive in a world that never runs out of ways to dispose of the weak. all they can do is shut out any form of emotional connections in order not to be swayed when their peers happen to die the next day. if anything, ishmael might be worse than him in this regard, because she just leaped at the first person who's shown physical interest in her despite not having any strong feelings for him one way or another. he's made her realize that maybe she does need to get off after years of not being able to.
so she kisses him back with much fervor, softly moaning into his mouth as she licks at his lips to demand entry. more heat radiates from between her legs the more he rubs her there, but it just isn't enough. she takes his wrist to keep him in place as she ruts needily against his hand, the fabric keeping them apart growing wetter with every stroke. ]
Just... take it off already... [ she's tired! don't make her do all the work when she can barely move her legs, damn. ]
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but ishmael is serious when she said that there are worse people than him where she's from. the city's full of psychopaths, doing all they can just to survive in a world that never runs out of ways to dispose of the weak. all they can do is shut out any form of emotional connections in order not to be swayed when their peers happen to die the next day. if anything, ishmael might be worse than him in this regard, because she just leaped at the first person who's shown physical interest in her despite not having any strong feelings for him one way or another. he's made her realize that maybe she does need to get off after years of not being able to.
so she kisses him back with much fervor, softly moaning into his mouth as she licks at his lips to demand entry. more heat radiates from between her legs the more he rubs her there, but it just isn't enough. she takes his wrist to keep him in place as she ruts needily against his hand, the fabric keeping them apart growing wetter with every stroke. ]
Just... take it off already... [ she's tired! don't make her do all the work when she can barely move her legs, damn. ]