Leaning down over Niko, she took a short moment there just to watch his face, to feel their breath mingling between them and let that warm, bright affection wash over her there. Niko was so alien in so many ways and yet he was the most familiar thing in the world to her right then. She couldn't help herself squirming into his hands and against his hips - and with every movement she was hyperaware of his cock pressing hot against her skin.
There was a very faint reluctance to her movements as she pushed herself up a little, but it was only so she could shift downwards, exploring his skin with her mouth in a way she'd never been able to - the texture of it under her lips, the way it gave under the gentle scrape of her teeth on his shoulder. It was such a new thing to be able to take the part of her panicking about how sick she would get...and utterly ignore it, and she found herself smiling against him as she nipped at his collarbone.
She was a little more careful with her teeth when she reached his chest, and as she flicked her tongue over one nipple, her fingers found the other to pinch lightly - then a little harder, just to see the reaction - then moved lower along with her mouth, sometimes softly trailing along his skin, sometimes dragging more roughly. When she scraped her nails down his stomach, her mouth followed the red lines that appeared there more gently.
There was a faint worry in her mind as she reached his hips that she didn't know how to make him feel good, or that she'd screw something up, and when she didn't immediately move to his cock, kissing his thigh instead as her gaze flickered up to meet his, it was part teasing...and part just sheer nerves. In trying to brush her hair out of the way again, though, the length of it brushed across his cock on the way back over her shoulder, and Tali found herself huffing with laughter against his leg. Apparently hair got a lot more in the way than she gave it credit for.
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There was a very faint reluctance to her movements as she pushed herself up a little, but it was only so she could shift downwards, exploring his skin with her mouth in a way she'd never been able to - the texture of it under her lips, the way it gave under the gentle scrape of her teeth on his shoulder. It was such a new thing to be able to take the part of her panicking about how sick she would get...and utterly ignore it, and she found herself smiling against him as she nipped at his collarbone.
She was a little more careful with her teeth when she reached his chest, and as she flicked her tongue over one nipple, her fingers found the other to pinch lightly - then a little harder, just to see the reaction - then moved lower along with her mouth, sometimes softly trailing along his skin, sometimes dragging more roughly. When she scraped her nails down his stomach, her mouth followed the red lines that appeared there more gently.
There was a faint worry in her mind as she reached his hips that she didn't know how to make him feel good, or that she'd screw something up, and when she didn't immediately move to his cock, kissing his thigh instead as her gaze flickered up to meet his, it was part teasing...and part just sheer nerves. In trying to brush her hair out of the way again, though, the length of it brushed across his cock on the way back over her shoulder, and Tali found herself huffing with laughter against his leg. Apparently hair got a lot more in the way than she gave it credit for.