[ She tenses with an odd combination of relief and a twisting heat that coils in her belly the second his fingers press inside of her. He finds that easy rhythm, and Gamora's hips arch into it as she lets herself lean against his chest.
Her eyes slip shut to enjoy the sensations, teeth dragging across her bottom lip as her head falls back onto his shoulder. She can't keep still, doesn't want to as long as she doesn't displace Peter, and— ]
Just keep—
[ Oh, words are difficult now.
She moves one hand to settle over Peter's on her breast, guiding his fingers to pinch her nipple with a little more force, earning another short gasp. ]
You don't— have to be so gentle.
[ There, at least that was a full sentence.
She likes gentle, of course, likes that he treats her with kindness and a sort of reverence that still startles her, but she also won't break or lash out if he takes a few more liberties with her. ]
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Her eyes slip shut to enjoy the sensations, teeth dragging across her bottom lip as her head falls back onto his shoulder. She can't keep still, doesn't want to as long as she doesn't displace Peter, and— ]
Just keep—
[ Oh, words are difficult now.
She moves one hand to settle over Peter's on her breast, guiding his fingers to pinch her nipple with a little more force, earning another short gasp. ]
You don't— have to be so gentle.
[ There, at least that was a full sentence.
She likes gentle, of course, likes that he treats her with kindness and a sort of reverence that still startles her, but she also won't break or lash out if he takes a few more liberties with her. ]