*tzzk* ... Perhaps I can get in. One. #nsfw-concept while Kitty is busy with tune-ups. Just a. Very quick one, I do not have much time to write. *sskh* *tzzk* Sex is different. In Zero G. The motions are, theoretically, the same. But there is no stability. Nothing keeping you. Tethered. Every motion is a game to see. How far you will be pushed away before you have to fight to pull closer. You cannot just. Hope for the best. There is no softness here. Too soft means drifting further. And further. You have to hold on. Arms around your partner. Legs also. Each motion is purposeful. It has to be. You cling to them. Become their gravity. Move in as much unison as you can. You press tight to one another, each point of contact both a push and a pull. You will have bruises by the time you are done, with the desperation of clinging. You have to contend with the sweat and excitement, after all. So you have to grip tight. Fluids do not run downwards, also. There is no gravity to help direct it. And if someone decides. To finish inside... It isn't going anywhere until there is no room left for more. *sskh*
[⚙︎ ... Gotta try this some time in the center we|| of the next station stop. ⚙︎]
*tzzk* It is. Very. Fun. If a little. Difficult to clean up after. Given that. You don't really know exactly. Where things will end up. *sskh*