<strong>Yamina Kazi<br/>Inside the <em>Locust</em><br/>Occupied with Hrio</strong><br/><br/>She couldn't help it.  Hiro was just too adorable and the marshmallow comment set her off.  Not in a climax, but in giggles.  Even as he was trying to plant his seed deep in her womb, which was contracting in an atavistic response that was almost as intense as an orgasm, Mina giggled.  And giggled.  And giggled some more.  She held Hiro through his cool down, trying to control her mirth, but was largely unsuccessful.<br/><br/><strong>"Seriously?  Marshmallow?" </strong>she asked as her hands stroked his neck and sweaty hair.  She enjoyed the feeling of a man inside her after sex, of the way they were so soft and relaxed and exhausted.  It made her feel joyous to know she'd caused him to feel that way, and the physical sign of their mutual satisfaction slowly slid out of her around his cock, coating the inside of her thighs and the crack of her ass with his semen and her juices.<strong>"Marshmallow?"</strong>she asked again, then giggled until she almost couldn't breathe.  When she was finished, she kissed Hiro hard and lingeringly.<br/><br/><strong>"That was good, Hiro,"</strong>she said.<strong>"But, we have to..."</strong>she got a serious look on her face, moved her butt, and frowned as he slid out of her,<strong>"...finish up and get some rest.  Hand me that towel,"</strong>she said and gestured towards a plain white towel hanging near her cockpit seat, kept there to wipe sweat off her body.  Mina carefully wiped Hiro clean, teasing him just a bit, then did the same for herself before folding it into a rectangle and pressing it between her thighs and up against her nether lips to catch any more semen that might dribble out.<br/><br/>Mina kissed him again, lighter and shorter this time.<strong>"Go get our clothes.  No way am I going back out in that cold."  </strong><br/><br/>