I haven't even moved yet. [ she teases, cuts him off with a kiss, insistent and confident, laced with a little moan because it does feel good, it's exactly- it's perfect. she keeps her face close to his even once she breaks the kiss, eyes still shut, just sharing his space. ] You feel good, though. You're- [impressive, is that crass to say right now? yes. so she stops herself, instead just letting her toes curl as she focuses on not moving too much, on not flexing herself around him just yet. because yeah, her mutation is- physical. in every way. she has that kind of control over her body. which most women do, but, not like her. she realized that a long time ago, only it didn't matter as much as it matters right now ] I'll go slow, okay? Just- talk to me, let me know what's what. It's actually- kinda sexy if you let me know what you like about it. [ and don't like, but. whatever. she can't focus. she rocks her hips against his experimentally, moans because it's such a tease, even doing it a second time, and a third. ],