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[endtheirworld]

[ she wants, so desperately, to trust stelle. she does trust stelle, even though she's so painfully full and even though every little touch still sets her nerves aflame. and it does feel good, better than anything ever has. but - ]

S-stelle...it's too much...I can't...

[ she's cut off as she comes around stelle's cock again and as the ability to think starts to leave her again. she moves her hand down to her abdomen, to the base her stitched up wound, to feel from the outside how each sickeningly gentle thrust stretches her body.

maybe not thinking is what she should do. just let it feel good. ]

Please, please....

[starcinoma]

[ she can feel sirin come, shaking and clenching down around her. it's incredible. she's so, so lucky to have her: beautiful, broken, all-powerful, frail. she wants to tear that power away from her. she wants to build her up, to worship until she is the most powerful god of this universe or the next.

her pace doesn't change one bit. she doesn't lose control, doesn't start going unnecessarily hard. she just keeps those slow, deliberate thrusts going, trying to force sirin through more and more pleasure with each movement. ]

I'm here. I'm here, Sirin. I'll make it feel good. I absolutely, really promise.

[endtheirworld]

Okay. Okay. I -

[ it's getting harder and harder for her to talk as her orgasms build faster and faster and her thoughts drift further and further. she bites at stelle's shoulder, hands scrabbling uselessly against her chest as she's rocked so painfully gently up and down.

but there's still something she has to say, just one more thing before she lets herself go - ]

Scared - 'm...scared. Because - because -

[ because she trusts her. because that trust is something she just used to kill her, even if it was only temporary. because it could've been permanent, if stelle really wanted it to be. ]

- you're not scared of me anymore. And I'm not - scared of you -

[starcinoma]

...it is scary, isn't it?

[ it is scary. the idea that either of them could hurt that trust without a second doubt. the idea that just as stelle could kill sirin, sirin could kill stelle. the idea that if either of them truly vanished, it would hurt even more than that betrayal.

she leans in, presses her lips to sirin's in a gentle kiss. one hand drops down, her thumb coming down to run in gentle circles around her clit. and she finally just murmurs: ]

Love is scary. [ and then, without stopping to think: ] And I love you.

[endtheirworld]

[ she was hoping for some sort of reassurance, and she does maybe find it in the thought that stelle feels the same way. she certainly finds it in the kiss, soft and gentle and warm. and then stelle touches her clit and between that and the emotions filling her chest to bursting and the cock splitting her apart so lovingly she finally lets go. she comes again, wrapping her arms around stelle in a crushing embrace. she bites and kisses through her clothing at her chest and neck and babbles into skin and fabric - "I love you", disjointed and broken and full of trembling apprehensive joy, in every language she knows. ]

[starcinoma]

[ that's the final straw that breaks stelle. her breathing quickens; her grip on sirin tightens, somehow. but even like this, she holds off, asking with a quiet tension in her voice- ]

Is inside okay?

[ inside feels best. inside ties them together; inside floods sirin with her love, her desire, her will to keep living. but inside is rough, cruel, painful nonetheless.

that's the choice she wants to give sirin. she wants her to want it. ]

[endtheirworld]

[ it'd hurt.

it'd hurt so, so much. but there'd also be safety, comfort, closeness. she wants to be with her girlfriend as much as possible, so she wants as much of stelle in her as she can have. it's selfish and self-destructive, just like everything else she does - but for once it's something that will give her happiness that will actually last.

so, her body still trembling, face still tucked against stelle, she nods frantically. ]

Please. Inside. Stelle, please.