[They lean into Miles' touches, breathy and breathless all at once. Their own hands trace scraping patterns across Miles' suit.
The protest from Miles brings that certain reality back down on Bel as well. Hell, there's a lot that can be done with just friction, enthusiasm and the excitement of denial. But it really WASN'T what they wanted either. Not when this was likely to be the only time.
They let their head drop on Miles' shoulder.] GodDAMN it. I'm shooting whatever dropped us here. A lot.
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The protest from Miles brings that certain reality back down on Bel as well. Hell, there's a lot that can be done with just friction, enthusiasm and the excitement of denial. But it really WASN'T what they wanted either. Not when this was likely to be the only time.
They let their head drop on Miles' shoulder.] GodDAMN it. I'm shooting whatever dropped us here. A lot.