[ As she sinks to her knees, Hei reluctantly breaks his grip from under her shirt. His knees feel rubbery; he leans heavily on one bent forearm against the chainlink above her. The pattern against his cheekbone, cold metal, is a wicked contrast to the heat of her hand. And --oh fuck -- that mouth. He grits his teeth around a groan, jaw clenched, dimly surprised by the gravel in his voice. The muscles in his stomach tighten, body reacting to each touch like tendrils of electricity are flowing from her tongue and fingertips. ]
[ He spreads the fingers of his free hand through her hair, clutching it into a thick dark bunch. His hips tremble with restraint, but apart from that he is perfectly still. Even as he takes in the sight of her, big eyes and kittenish flicks of tongue and hollowed cheeks, his mind forks in two. One part, speechless, arms dangling empty, consumed by greed and impatience. The other, on an equal priority level, keeping a cold focus on their surroundings. ]
[ It's an effort not to thrust into her mouth, to accidentally hurt or choke her. But all he wants is to drop reservations and let go, push deeper and harder until the tip presses against the back of her throat, let her swallow every drop. It's selfish, but isn't that the way Hei lives his life, always on the edge of cruelty, kindness and a slow-motion fall. ]
⊕ Friday!
[ He spreads the fingers of his free hand through her hair, clutching it into a thick dark bunch. His hips tremble with restraint, but apart from that he is perfectly still. Even as he takes in the sight of her, big eyes and kittenish flicks of tongue and hollowed cheeks, his mind forks in two. One part, speechless, arms dangling empty, consumed by greed and impatience. The other, on an equal priority level, keeping a cold focus on their surroundings. ]
[ It's an effort not to thrust into her mouth, to accidentally hurt or choke her. But all he wants is to drop reservations and let go, push deeper and harder until the tip presses against the back of her throat, let her swallow every drop. It's selfish, but isn't that the way Hei lives his life, always on the edge of cruelty, kindness and a slow-motion fall. ]