shelley_winters

Shelley lets out a gasp that's half a whimper already, trying to hold back from arching against him as her eyes squeeze helplessly shut, and nails dig into the skin on his back as her hands tighten, thin fingers clenching--

"Oh- I..."

She doesn't even realise she had vocalised until a few hazy moments later, and bites her tongue, breathing raggedly and fighting determinedly for control.