the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe

Maea

And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain

It was the kind of theory one might apply to archery. The further back a string was pulled, the further the arrow would fly. Simple, except when tried to practice in a situation like this. Building up his need was one thing, holding back her own another. He growled at her to take him, something like demand in his voice, in the way he forced the words out... but she had to drag this out a bit longer. Until she couldn't stand it any longer, until she had to have him, or go insane.

Finally, with a sound like a whimper or a sob, she angled her hips. Paused, breath ragged and desperate, the tip of his cock pressed against her opening... and with a shuddering moan the girl pushed herself up, hands bracing on his chest as she sank down onto him. Sheathing him fully inside of her in a single smooth motion. Pausing, muscles clenching around him, Maea sough his gaze, eyes half lidded and simmering with the pleasure that surged and swelled at having him inside her.

"Sunjata..." His name rolled off her lips like a plea, a question and answer all wrapped up in one. Raising herself up, Maea sank down on him again, finally moving, rolling her hips to fit all of him as deep into her as she could. Slowly. Torturously.

Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay