FOX
Unsure what he's expecting, as Kiada melts and arches into him, Fox is adrift in the sensations such that any common sense is forced to take a backseat. Leaning up further as if to chase the sweetness of her lips, his arms tighten around her so he might surge into a sitting position. "I'm not a magician, but I have a couple of tricks of my own," he mumbles, and he's far too lost in the moment to consider whether or not he sounds lame as all fuck.
Regardless, his quick manoeuvring will have him rising to his feet with Kiada in his arms so he might turn to set her down properly on the bed, effectively reversing their positions. Then his lips are back against her own, Fox holding himself over the harpy with an arm braced above her head, the other teasing across her curves.
Regardless, his quick manoeuvring will have him rising to his feet with Kiada in his arms so he might turn to set her down properly on the bed, effectively reversing their positions. Then his lips are back against her own, Fox holding himself over the harpy with an arm braced above her head, the other teasing across her curves.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
