Natalya Zamyatin (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
blonderussianspy) wrote2009-06-26 11:50 pm
blonderussianspy) wrote2009-06-26 11:50 pm
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For Comrade Stark
Natalya gasped, quietly, falling back onto the sheets- suspiciously nice, given there were no stores to readily procure them from in their present local- with one arm flung out to the side and the other curled over the top of her head. It was, doubtless, the quietest she'd been in hours. She had entertained the thought, or at least suffered its maudlin presence, over the years since Le Grand Depart that she had actually forgotten what sex felt like. It was strange, now, to know that she sort of had, sort of hadn't. More had than hadn't, really. Not that she'd be forgetting again anytime soon.
It had been a hell of a reeducation.
She closed her eyes, humming softly at the back of her throat and stretching a little, listening intently to the sound of their breathing as it began to slow and focusing as intently as she could on the sensation of sweat evaporating off her skin, leaving goosebumps in its place. There were several other lingering sensations that were vying for attention, but they could wait their turn.
Opening her eyes to the ceiling, limbs feeling heavy and warm, she shoved a hand back through her hair and blinked a few times to bring the world back into focus.
"Seks chuvstvuet sebya otlichnaym posle tridtsaty," she mused quietly. Who knew.
It had been a hell of a reeducation.
She closed her eyes, humming softly at the back of her throat and stretching a little, listening intently to the sound of their breathing as it began to slow and focusing as intently as she could on the sensation of sweat evaporating off her skin, leaving goosebumps in its place. There were several other lingering sensations that were vying for attention, but they could wait their turn.
Opening her eyes to the ceiling, limbs feeling heavy and warm, she shoved a hand back through her hair and blinked a few times to bring the world back into focus.
"Seks chuvstvuet sebya otlichnaym posle tridtsaty," she mused quietly. Who knew.