FOX
The moan that leaves her lips sends a spark of something electric straight down his spine right to the tip of his cock, Fox watching with hungry eyes as she settles over him. Whatever clever things might be locked and loaded behind his teeth (shut up, Fox, we all know there aren't any) are completely lost to the sight of her, his fingers flinching against her thighs to feel her take him in.
A choked half-moan rumbles in his chest as his head and shoulders press back and into the bed, his hips lifting entirely of their own accord to fill her to the hilt. "Fuck, Kiada," he manages, one of his hands leaving her thighs to cover her palm over his chest. With a slow roll of his hips and an indulgent groan sighing from his throat, he absolutely isn't going to last like this.
But fuck, if every single second won't be worth it anyway.
A choked half-moan rumbles in his chest as his head and shoulders press back and into the bed, his hips lifting entirely of their own accord to fill her to the hilt. "Fuck, Kiada," he manages, one of his hands leaving her thighs to cover her palm over his chest. With a slow roll of his hips and an indulgent groan sighing from his throat, he absolutely isn't going to last like this.
But fuck, if every single second won't be worth it anyway.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
