Mako attempts to indulge her voyeuristic tendencies.
Mako and Raleigh are retired from piloting and live together in an apartment.
Chapter 3
Mako awoke to a faint glow shining through the curtains. She turned away from the light and rolled onto her other side, facing Raleigh. These days, they got up at dawn to run. She could have woken him up, but she decided to let him sleep for a few minutes.
She liked to watch him sleep. His face was smooth and peaceful. He looked like he was dead to the world, but appearances were deceiving. He slept lightly, a habit ingrained from years on the frontlines.
His eyes fluttered beneath their lids. Mako wondered what he was dreaming about. In her experience, she sometimes dreamt of things she had seen in the Drift; things that, in consciousness, had passed by too quickly for her to process. Her dreams about Raleigh's memories were often abstract, impressionistic. Some memories had such strong emotions linked to them that she saw them in near perfect clarity. Often the emotion was negative, but not always. There were happy memories of his family before the war.
There were also painful, embarrassing, or intimate moments.
Looking at him now, with the faint daylight on his cheeks, she recalled a particular kind of memory her subconscious liked to summon up for her.
Waking up with a strain in his underwear. Hands moving slowly. Trying to be quiet.
Mako brushed her index finger down his arm, feeling the little hairs. He didn't stir. She touched his chest, rubbing gently with her thumb. When she reached his stomach, he sighed and adjusted his head on the pillow.
"Mako?" he grumbled.
"Shhh…"
Her hand slipped into his boxers. She'd done this before, and he'd liked it, so she hoped it was alright this time. Her fingers ghosted over his flaccid penis and cradled his balls. Raleigh sighed again and fidgeted. She gently scraped her nails down his balls and along his groin, then wrapped her fingers around his now half-hard length and stroked it gingerly.
He lifted his head to kiss her, and his lips barely brushed hers.
"Raleigh," she murmured.
"Uh-huh?"
"I want to see you touch yourself."
He smirked.
"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."
He kissed her again and pulled her hand away.
"Do it just like when you're alone," she said.
She rolled onto her back and waited. He pulled his dick out of the confines of his underwear and began stroking it at an achingly slow pace. The foreskin barely slid back and forth over the head. Mako watched with rapt attention as wetness leaked between her legs. Raleigh's breaths were shallow and quiet. His left hand reached up to rub a nipple. He started stroking a little faster and let his forefinger brush against the frenulum. A soft little "Ah" escaped his parted lips.
He stopped jerking off for a moment to pull the foreskin up over the tip. He pinched it, then gave it short, quick tugs. Mako wasn't sure why he liked doing this so much, but his breath was getting heavier.
"Mako," he whispered, "I'm showing you mine."
She knew what he meant, and she was more than happy to oblige. She spread her legs and rubbed the pads of her fingers up and down the moist crotch of her panties. She shuddered when they hit her clit. She only teased herself for a few more seconds before going under the cloth. She plunged two fingers inside her vagina, then pulled them out and touched her clit again.
Raleigh was watching her as intensely as she was watching him. He was fisting himself now. Faster up the shaft and slower down, while his left hand fondled his balls.
Mako pushed her panties down to her thighs and fingered herself with one hand while the other teased her clit. She whimpered under her breath as she watched a glistening drop of precum leak out the tip of Raleigh's dick.
He let out a strangled hum, and Mako watched hungrily as he tensed and humped the air. Another few seconds of pumping, and the cum was shooting out. His back arched, and he bit his lip hard, failing to stop the hoarse, breathy noise that escaped. The sight alone was enough to push her over the edge. Her legs shook, and her abs flexed as the waves of pleasure made her spasm. She groaned softly as she masturbated through it.
She eventually pulled her hands away and looked over at Raleigh, who was covered in his own mess. He looked smug.
"You still wanna go for a run?" he asked, "I think we can do our cardio in here."
"You think you have the stamina for Round 2?"
He rolled on top of her. She tried to make a disgusted sound, but he smothered her with a kiss.
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