Healing (NSFW - Leoben and Kyla)

[deathtotoasters]

(ooc: Continued from here)She followed him without hesitation onto the bed. She was careful not to lean against him too much as she propped herself over him. She couldn't help but smile at him. It was warm and perhaps a little more timid than normal from her. And then she leaned down to kiss him again. It was an odd thing because the kiss had

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[cylon_numbertwo]

His eyes ran over every inch of her, taking in every moment with her and committing it to memory. Leoben's hands cupped the sides of her face, kissing her back. It did occur to him that he wasn't sure if she'd ever done this before, but he was too occupied with her mouth to ask.

[deathtotoasters]

She had most definitely not done anything like this before. It was another thing that went with being the daughter to John Connor - no one tried to get into your pants - but it wasn't like she didn't know anything about it either.

Feeling bold, which was rare around Leoben, she shifted so that she was straddling low on his hips so to kiss him better. She hadn't been ready for the way it made her feel, though, and as she kissed him she instinctively shifted her hips against his own which drew a surprised, wanton sound from her against his mouth.

[cylon_numbertwo]

He was fully hard at this point, as she straddled and moved against him. Leoben's hands found their way down her neck, then to palm her chest. She really didn't seem to have to do much of anything to get him excited, every movement sending fire through his veins.

[deathtotoasters]

The more he touched her, the more she wanted, and she wasn't sure she'd ever be satisfied. Kyla made another sound against him when his hands left her neck. She nipped, lightly, his bottom lip and then drew back enough to pull her shirt over her head, and then, with just a hint of a pause, her bra.

Kyla skin wasn't flawless. Other than the newest scar on her shoulder, there were scars from previous battles on different parts of her body. The most prominent was probably the large on of the right side which spread out almost like a spider web onto her back and stomach. A scar caused by shrapnel from an explosion she was too close to a few years ago.

With a soft intake of breath, she lowered herself back down after a small pause to kiss him again.