Closed starter for @burnsmultisin !
Groans rumbled so deep in her chest that the bed practically vibrated with it. All while her fingers threatened to tear the sheets in her grip. Again.
It's questionable how much linen they've collectively gone through, what with a litany of fluids and tears littering the things, rendering them effectively ruined. Whatever, they get the cheap shit often for this reason anyway.
"Ffff-uck..." Her voice nearly slipped into a higher register than she's used to, even after so long. But it feels like Kris is able to pull it out of her more and more often, and quicker, every time they end up tangled together like this. Her hips rocked feverishly, chasing her pleasure in a way only Kris can get out of her. It's almost selfishly, irregardless of how her partner was feeling.
Normally, she'd feel some kind of way. Not wanting to be sen as selfish, thus leading her to over participate or fully take control. And sometimes she still feels that way, but Kris has taken quite a bit of time hammering (ha) it into her that they're prefectly fine dealing with themselves and taking care of her first. Even delighted in it. And it was hard to get used to at first, but now she found herself getting lost in it all more often than not, finding it easier to let go and let her partner take the reigns.
Much like now.
The release of control comes with a high, sweet noise that forms into Kris' name, spine falling lax into an arch, pushing her ass higher and face burried in a pillow. Her tail, on full display in this position, flitted back and forth wildly.