[It's just shy of a growl when she repeats it, breathless, laced with its own sense of need. Her head tips to one side, accommodating Kate's shift against her cheek. It moves her out from beneath the steady spray of the showerhead. Good. The thrum of her heartbeat is only from the close press of Kate, the fingers thrust between her legs. No thought of the water, of the sizzle of electricity. What better way to get over this than to fuck in a shower? A literal sort of fuck you to anxiety, to the Capitol, to President fucking Snow. This is a different kind of show, and the best part is, no one's watching. This is for her. Her head tipped back against the tile wall, Johanna smiles up at the ceiling, at the ship, at nothing and no one.
Her breath catches a little at the push of Kate's fingers. One arm--languid, rubbery--come up, hand dragged along Kate's side, tracing idle patterns against her bare skin before she grips hard, without warning, shoves down on her arm to push more of her fingertips against her.]
Kiss me. [Through her teeth, too savage to be a grin.] And then fuck me. Fingers first. Come on, Katie--
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[It's just shy of a growl when she repeats it, breathless, laced with its own sense of need. Her head tips to one side, accommodating Kate's shift against her cheek. It moves her out from beneath the steady spray of the showerhead. Good. The thrum of her heartbeat is only from the close press of Kate, the fingers thrust between her legs. No thought of the water, of the sizzle of electricity. What better way to get over this than to fuck in a shower? A literal sort of fuck you to anxiety, to the Capitol, to President fucking Snow. This is a different kind of show, and the best part is, no one's watching. This is for her. Her head tipped back against the tile wall, Johanna smiles up at the ceiling, at the ship, at nothing and no one.
Her breath catches a little at the push of Kate's fingers. One arm--languid, rubbery--come up, hand dragged along Kate's side, tracing idle patterns against her bare skin before she grips hard, without warning, shoves down on her arm to push more of her fingertips against her.]
Kiss me. [Through her teeth, too savage to be a grin.] And then fuck me. Fingers first. Come on, Katie--