Enjoying Yourself?

"Y'know, I think you like this." Lilith teased.

"What." Simon responded flatly.

"You always end up down there. Somehow. I just keep sitting on you. Even when I try not to."

"Maybe I'm just accident prone. Please get off me."

"Do you like it under there?"

"You're crushing my lungs."

"Tell me you like it under there." Lilith gave a teasing wiggle with her hips, causing Simon to grind mildly against the ground. It was weird to think about since she had become to accustomed to it, but he was at her mercy. Despite his durability and ability to escape, he was constantly at her mercy. If she wanted to, she could have pounded him into nothing with her rear. Or smothered him. It was odd to think how much power she actually possessed over him. And how little she ever actually used. It probably said something about how she respected him. 

"Please stop that. You're crushing me."

Lilith giggled and looked down at him. Her lips curled into a smile and she gave him a teasing look. "I'll get off. But first you have to tell me if you enjoy this."

Simon sighed. "No. It kind of hurts."

"Well," Lilith felt like having a tiny bit of fun. "Do you like my ass?"

"Is this really necessary-"

"No. Genuinely." She lied.

"Um...it's...fine?" Simon attempted to pull himself out from under her posterior. Never had something so soft been so unbelievably heavy.

"Not too big?"

"I...uh...what? No. It's...big relative to me...but...then again...so is everything-"

"Are you saying I have a big ass?

Simon's heart dropped. He kept trying to force himself out, but she was far to heavy. "No. No. I'm just saying-"

"Well." Lilith decided it was time to have a little fun with that power. "It's a lot bigger than you are."

"Lilith...." Simon could feel her shifting.

"Probably a lot heavier than anything you could lift." She wiggled her hips again.

"I didn't mean anything. I was just answering your-"

"Well, if you think my ass really looks big from behind," Lilith lifted her butt off of Simon. He, surprised at the sudden change in pressure, rolled onto his back and looked skyward, seeing her gigantic behind quickly shift overhead. It had gone from taking up most of the sky to all of it. Big. Round. Shapely. Probably quite attractive from a distance, but breathtakingly immense and frightening from up close. "let's see how big it is from below."

Simon observed the angle and realized something horrifying. She was going for full coverage. He gazed up, knowing he would have barely a second to react, and knowing it probably wouldn't matter. Everything stood still for a moment. As if the universe was trying to get him to reflect upon the choices he had made that lead him to this moment. Or just to contemplate her rear end's sheer size. And then, when his body felt like it was ready to react, she dropped. Like a meteor, on a course with him, ready to embed him in a crater of pain and softness. Immense. Heavy. Big. He quickly rolled onto his stomach, trying to brace his body for impact. He hadn't been sit on enough times to get it down, but he had prepared a few positions for being crushed. If he spread out his body it would distrubute the impact, but she would be too heavy for his sprawled out limbs to move. If he were to ball up, being smashed down would hurt more, and an incorrect position could end up breaking a wrist or leg. And then he would be in more pain. He decided he would go for a lessened impact, and laid flat on his stomach, taking a deep breath, anticipating the incredibly soft infathomably heavy butt that planned to flatten him.

Only...nothing happened. He kept himself braced, but then a few very loaded seconds passed by. Everything was silent. But he could feel a presence. He hesitatntly looked upward, finding a ceiling made of out Lilith's shorts above him. Lilith had stopped centimeters above him.  But still over him. Lilith quickly extended her legs in front of him and moved herself away, landing heavily behind him. She dropped her legs on each side of him, and looked down at him, obviously trying not to laugh. He looked up at her, bewildered. And then she burst into laughter.

Simon grimaced, sitting up and staring at her, eyelids lowered. "You have a really dark sense of humor, Lilith."

Lilith managed to stammer out a few words over the laughter. "It's just...it's just...I'm sorry, but...oh....your face-" And then she began laughing again.

She peered down at him, his expression rather dismissive. She was surprised he wasn't pissed. Or walking away. He wasn't shouting his head off and red in the face. Or complaining. Or how he had never complained. How he always kept his calm. He had always retained it and recovered it. The every loyal, always plotite, unflappable, incomprable Simon.

And then she laughed some more.

Ham-fisted writing. It's late. 

Lilith's butt. New posing. Turned out okay. Fuck it. I'm gonna play FTL.