[Getting a reaction out of Zero in these particular instances, the ones where they were both being competitive, as always involved some degree of trial and error. Aloy relishes the challenge, and the heat in the knowing look she gives Zero when she's pulled forward is likely familiar.
She doesn't answer — not in words, anyway. Instead her hands move in a languid slide up Zero's thighs, lingering, taking her time to feel the shudder work its way through her body. Her heart is beating so fast she can feel it in her throat — the pulse in her neck a rapid hummingbird flutter. But the affection she ekes out is sensual and thorough. Her lips part in full to let Zero in, tongue sliding along the length of the toy.
She makes little noise, save the soft and unsteady breath as she acclimates herself, though her nails digging into Zero's hips betray her own impatience.]
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She doesn't answer — not in words, anyway. Instead her hands move in a languid slide up Zero's thighs, lingering, taking her time to feel the shudder work its way through her body. Her heart is beating so fast she can feel it in her throat — the pulse in her neck a rapid hummingbird flutter. But the affection she ekes out is sensual and thorough. Her lips part in full to let Zero in, tongue sliding along the length of the toy.
She makes little noise, save the soft and unsteady breath as she acclimates herself, though her nails digging into Zero's hips betray her own impatience.]