I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
Grinning against her neck - not in the slightest indeed - Fox shifts just enough so he might pull his sweater over his head and free the harpy of her own clothes, before he commits to his task in earnest. "You know," he says playfully, his lips descending across her sternum, "the next time I get bloodlust, I'll have to think of something to top this." Quite how he's going to manage that is beyond him, but apparently grand gestures are one way to bring him out of a black mood.
Pausing to press lips and tongue to one of her breasts, Fox braces himself over Kiada on one arm, the other moving indulgently down the length of her body. "I suppose I could just keep proposing to you, over and over again."
Playfully bullying her leg away from his own, hopefully Kia won't mind, given that he does it so he might continue his journey down over her chest and stomach, not planning to stop until he reaches his final destination between her thighs.
Pausing to press lips and tongue to one of her breasts, Fox braces himself over Kiada on one arm, the other moving indulgently down the length of her body. "I suppose I could just keep proposing to you, over and over again."
Playfully bullying her leg away from his own, hopefully Kia won't mind, given that he does it so he might continue his journey down over her chest and stomach, not planning to stop until he reaches his final destination between her thighs.
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
