[ dutch doesn't do regrets. (that's bullshit, of course she does, but rarely about sex. the things she regrets have to do with khlyen, with her past, with killing, not with something that's fun and feels good and means little beyond that.)
he pulls back, hands still on her backside — she's wearing sensible black cotton because it's a fight night, well-fitting but elastic enough that he can stuff his fingers underneath the fabric easily, which is an added benefit she hadn't been thinking of — and dutch drops back onto her heels, grinning. ]
That depends. How willing are you to put your arse on the ground here?
[ so she can ride him. the alternative is - ] Or we keep standing and I turn around.
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he pulls back, hands still on her backside — she's wearing sensible black cotton because it's a fight night, well-fitting but elastic enough that he can stuff his fingers underneath the fabric easily, which is an added benefit she hadn't been thinking of — and dutch drops back onto her heels, grinning. ]
That depends. How willing are you to put your arse on the ground here?
[ so she can ride him. the alternative is - ] Or we keep standing and I turn around.