I’d be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice; Imagine being loved by me.
"Don't tempt me," Fox smiles a kiss over Kiada's navel, his calloused hands nonetheless warm and gentle as they start to strip the harpy of her clothes. "I'll have to work hard to keep buying new rings for your fingers." Laughing softly against her flesh and tilting his head into her touch, it doesn't take the hunter long before he's tugging off underwear and socks, finally leaving her bare before him.
Mention of the cake is a little left-field, though he can't help but grin boyishly up the length of her body to hear the remark, Fox raising an eyebrow to Kiada. "Then we'll celebrate up here," he says, "and then celebrate downstairs."
He'd ask her if that sounded good, but already he's bending straight to his task - and who knows whether Kia will be responding with words or moans for the near future.
Fox doesn't mind either way.
~FIN
Mention of the cake is a little left-field, though he can't help but grin boyishly up the length of her body to hear the remark, Fox raising an eyebrow to Kiada. "Then we'll celebrate up here," he says, "and then celebrate downstairs."
He'd ask her if that sounded good, but already he's bending straight to his task - and who knows whether Kia will be responding with words or moans for the near future.
Fox doesn't mind either way.
~FIN
Fox Sinclair
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
