[ Jane sighs happily as her lips slowly part, letting his tongue inside.
When she first arrived here, she wasn't sure if she'd ever get to see him again, let alone touch him. Let alone do this.
She still doesn't think Jesse belongs in Hell. But she'll take it. God, selfishly, horribly, even though she knows she wouldn't, she'll take it. Some part of her that she knows is wrong--- probably the part of her, or one of the parts of her, that doomed her to this place in the first place, can't help being spitefully glad they get to be alone together with nobody to get in their way or tell them they can't see each other.
Jane's hips buck a little again as he squeezes them. One hand drifts away from him so her finger can slide in between her skin and the waistband of his boxer shorts.
The ones she just put on.
Eventually she pulls away from the kiss to speak, eyes looking at him half with affection, half dilated and glazed over and glassy from arousal. ]
Wow. I guess I really got dressed too soon, huh? [ If you can call sliding his boxers on 'dressed'... But he wants this, and so does she. So why let something clothes stand in their way? ]
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When she first arrived here, she wasn't sure if she'd ever get to see him again, let alone touch him. Let alone do this.
She still doesn't think Jesse belongs in Hell. But she'll take it. God, selfishly, horribly, even though she knows she wouldn't, she'll take it. Some part of her that she knows is wrong--- probably the part of her, or one of the parts of her, that doomed her to this place in the first place, can't help being spitefully glad they get to be alone together with nobody to get in their way or tell them they can't see each other.
Jane's hips buck a little again as he squeezes them. One hand drifts away from him so her finger can slide in between her skin and the waistband of his boxer shorts.
The ones she just put on.
Eventually she pulls away from the kiss to speak, eyes looking at him half with affection, half dilated and glazed over and glassy from arousal. ]
Wow. I guess I really got dressed too soon, huh? [ If you can call sliding his boxers on 'dressed'... But he wants this, and so does she. So why let something clothes stand in their way? ]