[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

He isn’t alone in the needing a little bit longer to warm up, but her skin flushed with the prospect all the same. Even already so attached that when he pulls away from her to undress himself the rest of the way she can’t help the whine that slips from her throat, the protests locked behind her teeth.

He returns quickly, though, and her hands run along his exposed skin, over scars and muscle, dragging her fingernails along his skin as he breaks the kiss and she takes a sharp inhale of breath as he blazes a path of kisses down her neck and chest, focusing on her sensitivities. Her back arches slightly and her fingertips thread through his crop of hair when he reaches her breasts, and as he starts to dip lower her legs spread further, watching him through a heavy lidded gaze, teeth tugging at her full bottom lip as she waits with a surprising amount of patience, tangling one hand into his hair brushing along the short horn she finds there while her other hand runs along her own skin in a languid touch for his eyes only.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back