I quiver in place at just… all of this. The display of her dominant nature.
Violence, so tempered and used for such effect. Used for my sake.
Before I knew it, my back had arched. Very obviously, I've raised out my chest… as I lean slightly to the side.
As if I'm just inviting her with this mild submission, the moment she looks over, to come and do something to me…
With the sound of ringing blood pressure in my ears as my heart slams in excitement at the danger. For a half dozen heartbeats, simply forgetting all of my resolve.
Much like me, Vrika is simply vibrating in my mindscape with a strange feeling of attraction that has it breathing deeply. As if it could somehow make me smell her pure, clean, wonderful scent better.
Or close the gap I'm somehow keeping, that it desperately wants to be zero… so it can rub against her… her thighs. I think.
I can't be sure that's not my own thought.
