the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe

when the world turns upside down, you should blame it on me

Finally, finally! She begins to move and shift to situate herself to take him, and goosebumps cross along his skin, flaring feathers along his shoulders. Her hands press against his chest as she goes to sink herself onto him, and a shudder leaves him with his racing heartbeat beneath her palms, skin slick with a sheen of sweat from this game. But she sinks down onto him, taking all of him, and he moans his pleasure to her, spine arching and hips attempting to buck before he reins himself in.

Though his hands do pull against the magical restraints as she pauses and a hiss of an exhale leaves him, shuddering and gasping. She moans his name and another shiver creeps down his spine, and she begins to move again in such a torturous, beautiful way that he can’t keep his eyes off her. His steels are heavy lidded with his desire, and he trembles beneath her touch, muscles tensing and relaxing all the same as he tries to gain control over himself. “Fok my.” He manages to growl to her, trying to grasp at some fleeting sense of ability over himself and telling her to fuck him.

He tries to buck his hips against her again, to take her by some small amount of surprise, a groan leaving his throat in his desperation to see her move more, move faster, harder. The feathers soon disappear for the bat wings, pulled taught over his muscles from where his arms are positioned, connected to his back that slips against the wood of the table, and he finds the air around him so cold that more goosebumps rise along his skin.

sunjata

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