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Aloy’s breathing was the loudest sound in the room. It was ragged and heavy, shaking a little on the exhale, far removed from the controlled in and explosive out that fueled her when she was running or climbing or fighting. No, this lacked any of the control she usually grasped so tightly, this was chaos, a freefall of blind desperation.
“Enjoying yourself?” Seyka asked, and though her eyes were closed Aloy could hear the smirk on her face. She didn’t respond to the jab, just pressed her hips up against the toy sending vibrations through her over sensitive clit. She groaned as it shifted to hit a new spot, letting her head fall back as the muscles in her abdomen tensed.
“Ancestors, you look good like this,” Seyka murmured, pressing the vibrator more firmly against her and letting a hand trail down her straining abs. They were beaded with sweat, Aloy could feel the moisture gathering on her skin from exertion.
“Fuck, Seyka-” She gasped at the added pressure, hands straining against the ropes that bound her wrists to a hook on the wall above her head as her body convulsed.
Seyka chuckled. “Getting close? Already?”
Aloy could only moan and nod her head, grasping desperately at the pressure building in her core. It felt so good, and she was so close, if she could just-
Abruptly the pressure disappeared, and the buzzing stopped. Aloy’s eyes flew open, wide and panicked, it felt like the world had been torn out from under her.
“Seyka!” She snarled, yanking hard at her bonds. “Ngh, come on, please!” It was so much worse than the last time, she’d been right there, and every part of her screamed at the sensation being ripped away. Her heartbeat pounded between her legs, hot and demanding, and her desperation was crystalizing into a tangible sensation that almost hurt with its intensity. It squeezed her stomach into a tight knot that lodged beneath her ribs like a fist.
“Shhhh,” Seyka murmured, stroking Aloy’s sweat-damp hair tenderly. “That’s six now, you’re doing so well.”
Aloy slumped against the wall, turning her face toward the soothing touch. A small, pitiful noise escaped her chest, something Seyka would describe as a whimper and that Aloy would never admit to in the light of day. But right now she didn’t care, she just knew the throbbing ache between her legs and the ever tightening knot in her stomach. And in the haze of intense need that wrapped thick around her rational mind, Aloy did something she’d never done before.
“Please,” she begged, voice breaking slightly. “Please Seyka, I was so close, I don’t know how much more I can take. Please just let me, I’m begging you, please!”
“Aww, you’re really desperate aren’t you, Sunwing?” Seyka asked tenderly, cupping her face in her hand. “Come on, you’re not giving up already are you? The Aloy I know is more stubborn than that. But if you can’t do it…”
Seyka’s teasing tone was expertly wielded, and the well-placed jab was meant to rile Aloy, get her to take the bait. She knew that, but Seyka knew her well, and she could feel what was left of her pride rising indignantly. Her mouth snapped shut and she shot Seyka what she hoped was an intimidating glare.
Seyka just smiled and raised her eyebrows. “There’s that fire. I was worried I’d broken you for a second there.”
“It takes more than an irritating marine to break me,” Aloy huffed, testing the ropes for the hundredth time and once again finding they held firm.
“Sounds like you’re ready for more,” Seyka purred, and then the buzzing was back. Aloy bucked as it made contact with her throbbing clit, overwhelming to her raw and sensitive nerves. A groan escaped her, and she could feel the tension building again already. It came quicker and quicker every time, after six edges she felt as if a well-placed breath would send her over.
Seyka leaned close, letting the warmth of her skin press against Aloy’s. “You know you really do look gorgeous, all strung up for me.”
Aloy moaned long and low, mouth falling open as she felt her muscles begin to seize. “Seyka, I-”
“I know,” Seyka said, pressing the toy harder against Aloy and making her convulse, thrashing against the ropes at the intense sensation. “You’re getting close again, I can feel it.”
Aloy screwed her eyes shut as her body began to tremble, her breath coming in short gasps as she hurtled toward the edge. She braced for it, the devastating loss of sensation, the end to the pleasure that would send her spiraling into desperate sobbing need all over again. Only, she was getting closer and closer, and it wasn’t stopping.
It slammed into her all at once, made her whole body convulse as a strangled sound forced its way out of her throat. Waves of fire rushed through her stomach and seared every inch of skin as the tension finally broke in the strongest orgasm of Aloy's life.
It seemed to go on forever, wave after wave, pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Until finally she slumped down again, gasping for breath, exhausted muscles twitching. Seyka kept the toy where it was for a moment, enjoying Aloy’s oversensitivity and the way it made her writhe in her bonds, whimpering as she tried to get away. Then the buzzing switched off, and Aloy’s weight sagged against the ropes.
She lay unmoving as Seyka freed her hands with quick fingers, letting the sailor massage her wrists where rope dug into tender flesh. As her breathing slowly returned to normal and her body gradually cooled, Aloy elbowed Seyka weakly.
“I am so getting you back for this,” she grunted, and Seyka laughed.
“Oh I know, Sunwing. I’m looking forward to it.”