[Hazuki soaks it in, watching the pleasure swell and crest on Soundwave's expression, feeling it in the way her body clenched and seized around her fingers, the way she trembled and cried. If she had the use of both her arms she might have slipped a finger into her mouth and pressed down on her tongue to coax out even louder, little choked back noises, might have gently pinched those neglected nipples, might have wiped those tears in order to coax a few more out-
But how pointless, to think of possibilities she did not yet have the physical capacity to carry out.
She refocuses instead. Hazuki thrusts through the tight pressure of orgasm, but only just long enough to see her through it, her rhythm slowing to a stop just before it reached that near painful sort of over-stimulation, her hand trapped between her own thigh and Soundwave's when the other woman curls over her, face pressed to her good shoulder. Silently, she just supports her in the aftermath, makes sure she doesn't slip down or want for balance while she recovers.
She must be physically inexperienced yet, Hazuki thinks... strange, considering her initial assessment at the bar based on how willing she'd been to follow her here. But no matter. It was more charming that way.
Not that such thoughts showed well on her face, which is still rather stoic in expression as Soundwave's orgasm fades and she pulls her fingers from her pants, coolly licking a bit of arousal off her slick digits as she considers how to answer the question... since she felt no need at all to ask how the other woman felt. The answer had been made far too obvious.]
Hmm...
[Instead, she reaches over to the tie of her sling and neatly undoes it, letting the device fall to the floor as she carefully extends the limb, flexing here and there, curling fingers and testing with slight grit of teeth. Much better, but not quite fully healed. Not yet.]
Seems it needs a bit more...
[Not that she's complaining about the "more". It may not yet be completely recovered, but her left arm was now capable enough of movement... which she utilizes to begin undoing her tie.]
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But how pointless, to think of possibilities she did not yet have the physical capacity to carry out.
She refocuses instead. Hazuki thrusts through the tight pressure of orgasm, but only just long enough to see her through it, her rhythm slowing to a stop just before it reached that near painful sort of over-stimulation, her hand trapped between her own thigh and Soundwave's when the other woman curls over her, face pressed to her good shoulder. Silently, she just supports her in the aftermath, makes sure she doesn't slip down or want for balance while she recovers.
She must be physically inexperienced yet, Hazuki thinks... strange, considering her initial assessment at the bar based on how willing she'd been to follow her here. But no matter. It was more charming that way.
Not that such thoughts showed well on her face, which is still rather stoic in expression as Soundwave's orgasm fades and she pulls her fingers from her pants, coolly licking a bit of arousal off her slick digits as she considers how to answer the question... since she felt no need at all to ask how the other woman felt. The answer had been made far too obvious.]
Hmm...
[Instead, she reaches over to the tie of her sling and neatly undoes it, letting the device fall to the floor as she carefully extends the limb, flexing here and there, curling fingers and testing with slight grit of teeth. Much better, but not quite fully healed. Not yet.]
Seems it needs a bit more...
[Not that she's complaining about the "more". It may not yet be completely recovered, but her left arm was now capable enough of movement... which she utilizes to begin undoing her tie.]