Cassian had grown so accustomed to his own meaningless flings that heβd almost forgotten this was possible: either it wasnβt worth the risk of getting entangled with a friend, hopelessly cluttering the nature of their relationship; or perhaps worrying that it wouldnβt have clicked between them. That when it actually came to fitting themselves together, they wouldnβt have the chemistry.
Really, he shouldnβt have worried. Inara looked so unbelievably gorgeous beneath him, and each kiss stoked that fire between them higher. He dragged the rest of her dress free, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder, before tracing the edge of her underwear (expensive, as everything she wore was expensive and flattering). He mouthed at the fabric, tonguing her through it, before dragging that loose, too.
He settled comfortably between her legs, with Inara hitching a knee over his shoulder. He nipped gently at her inner thigh, teeth grazing bare warm skin; before he lowered his head and buried his face between her legs, licking a stripe up the seam of her, finding her clit and circling it with his tongue.
Sheβd spent so much of her working life servicing others. Not just in bed, but attuned to their wants, their needs both physical and emotional, their moods, moulding and catering herself to them.
So. Cassian figured it was about time someone else took care of Inara for once.
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Really, he shouldnβt have worried. Inara looked so unbelievably gorgeous beneath him, and each kiss stoked that fire between them higher. He dragged the rest of her dress free, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder, before tracing the edge of her underwear (expensive, as everything she wore was expensive and flattering). He mouthed at the fabric, tonguing her through it, before dragging that loose, too.
He settled comfortably between her legs, with Inara hitching a knee over his shoulder. He nipped gently at her inner thigh, teeth grazing bare warm skin; before he lowered his head and buried his face between her legs, licking a stripe up the seam of her, finding her clit and circling it with his tongue.
Sheβd spent so much of her working life servicing others. Not just in bed, but attuned to their wants, their needs both physical and emotional, their moods, moulding and catering herself to them.
So. Cassian figured it was about time someone else took care of Inara for once.