[After what she had said about being frightened, she found herself regretting those words. Sniper might be a little rough, but he'd never intentionally hurt her. Even if it only resulted in this much, it was satisfying enough for her. To be wanted, needed or cherished by another human being had seemed impossible only a few years ago.

Reopening her eyes, Pyro gazed directly in front of her and realized she could see his and her frame reflected back at her. It had to be her luck that as she was attempting not to look at him as much as possible due to her shyness there was a mirror giving a solid view of her bare thighs and the fingers running across her panties. Fingers she couldn't resist grinding up against by rocking her hips into them. Doing the act and seeing the act were different things completely to her. If she could see it, he could see it too.

Feeling the burn tingle throughout her whole entire body at the realization, Pyro turned her head away from the mirror and desperately tried not to look. The few seconds she had already made her feel strange. The face that had reflected back to her made her look helpless and submissive. Was she that type of woman?]