it's not what she's expecting when she opens the phone, that kind of video, and it's a far cry from the eight minute one she'd gotten that had kind of kicked off their entire... whatever it is. she can imagine herself straddling him there, on his couch, kissing and licking long lines of his throat as she brings him off and then it dawns on her that she's never really given back in this way.
the setup doesn't take long: the device is settled at the end of bed and on a ledge of her dresser. he won't be staring down her sex, but he'll get a tasteful view of everything she does.
one knee raised just slightly, felicity uses one hand to dip into her wetness, the other pinchiing lightly at her nipple. her head is turned in the direction of the camera, though her eyes are closed and her bottom lip is caught in her teeth. she strokes herself for a full minute before she begins to rock her hips into the mattress, clearly looking for more friction, then sighs his name:] Ezio...
[the feed is live.
her fingers move more quickly now and she stops caressing her own breast long enough to reach up and remove her glasses, finally looking into the camera.]
Oh, God.
[It's followed by another whimper and she arches her back as she fucks herself deeper with her fingers, licking her lips as her breathing comes faster.] I'm gonna come.
text; UN: overwatch - encrypted feed
it's not what she's expecting when she opens the phone, that kind of video, and it's a far cry from the eight minute one she'd gotten that had kind of kicked off their entire... whatever it is. she can imagine herself straddling him there, on his couch, kissing and licking long lines of his throat as she brings him off and then it dawns on her that she's never really given back in this way.
the setup doesn't take long: the device is settled at the end of bed and on a ledge of her dresser. he won't be staring down her sex, but he'll get a tasteful view of everything she does.
one knee raised just slightly, felicity uses one hand to dip into her wetness, the other pinchiing lightly at her nipple. her head is turned in the direction of the camera, though her eyes are closed and her bottom lip is caught in her teeth. she strokes herself for a full minute before she begins to rock her hips into the mattress, clearly looking for more friction, then sighs his name:] Ezio...
[the feed is live.
her fingers move more quickly now and she stops caressing her own breast long enough to reach up and remove her glasses, finally looking into the camera.]
Oh, God.
[It's followed by another whimper and she arches her back as she fucks herself deeper with her fingers, licking her lips as her breathing comes faster.] I'm gonna come.