Orgasm Day
This is you.
These are your round breasts, soft breath, and her strong hands kneading through your hair. (blonde). Heat: the pull and crush of your mouth on her tongue. She tastes like power. She tastes like: woman.
You want. Her hands, your hands. Her red and black uniform still half on.
Here is your knee pushing between her thighs. Full bodied, writhing, she is a velvet bind. (wet like you). These are your hands, your tongue: licking and scraping and stroking. These are hers, her hips. She is grinding against you with her pants still on.
Mirror. It reflects the image of you. Your fingers wrapping 'round her waist, slipping beneath her black pants. (Kathryn, Captain) Coarse rasp of hair beneath your fingers: tendrils curling over and around. Crushed elastic, it holds your hand against her. (cradled).
You: sandwiched between Kathryn and her clothes.
Her nails deep into your shoulder, they are sharp. Like her teeth. (devour your breasts). Slow, too slow the exploration of your hand. (wants you faster). Her hips jerk, your eyes close.
Patient? Articulate? - No.
Your finger slips inside her. (hand tears cotton threads). This is the sound of her tongue: she shreds your name. Now it is your hand and her body, this world that you make. This is slick. This is warm. These are her teeth on your chin and now your tongue on hers. (kiss you, kiss her). Speed, variation. Her hands on your back, on your buttocks, on your thighs.
She is close. (pulling you closer).
Sweet, clear. (loud) This is the sound of Kathryn falling. Here are your hands, sweaty, firm: catching her. Here she is, wrapping around and around you with her body and her voice. These are your tears, her cheeks: powder her face with love.
These are your tired hands, mussed bed. Tangles in you hair. (she runs her fingers through them). This is her breath: catching. Her lips, warm, soft. (on your lashes, on your fingers, on your neck).
This is her wicked smile, her falling lashes. (promises, prey. You're it.)
These are her hands, running you over.
This is her voice: "Seven, your turn."