WARNING: This
drabble contains some sexual content. Read at your discretion.
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16. Crème de la crème ; On top
There are nights when she comes upstairs and he can tell in the way she saunters over to the bed that she's feeling adventurous. She's usually got something creative in mind, for certain, and it's on those nights that they fuck upside-down or on the floor or up against the bathroom wall or out on the balcony and every time he thinks it's the best sex he's ever had. (They never tried that last one out again though, because it made Mayama realize he was slightly afraid of heights and he just couldn't seem to concentrate on the task at hand, which made Yamada angry and then no one was happy.)
She never likes to be on top, though, because when she's rising and falling above him, it's almost impossible to wrap herself around him like she's so fond of doing while her world's shattering and reknitting. Not being able to hold onto him makes her feel kind of like she is floundering and ungrounded.
He doesn't like seeing that panicked look in her eyes, and so he never complains about the way his ribs groan and shift when she's crushing him against her.
