Like a shootin' star, you light me up

KAISEL

So, you wanna start a war?
Bang, shots fired

The sound that breaks through her breath and trembles into the back of his throat is all the encouragement he needs, his thumb striving to pull more from her yet, always ravenous for the song of her surrender. Though the way her body kicks without her consent, hips tipping too instantly to be backed by thought, that summons his gluttony.

His arousal flares through the bond with a sunset's rust, blooming bright and vast. It echoes as a twitch along the length of his cock, as if the rise of her want is pulled through his, yanking it up with her. He groans in response, both approval and ache, which he drags across her lower lip with the scrape of his teeth. All the while, the color of her desire has been burning, each spill of it over to him darker than the one before. Yet he's still easily engulfed by the heavy smoke of her voice in his head, and the lick of flame that catches off her hand as it slips to his waistband, that tears into him with such a voracious heat that every last modicum of control turns to ash.

He rises to the challenge of her want with all the absurdity her demand deserves. I'll fuck you so well that divorce will never be an option. Beneath the violent glow of their want, affection surges like something else that means to catch ablaze. He loves that she can be ridiculous and earnest in the same breath, that she can make him laugh while simultaneously leaving him without a single coherent thought to answer her with.

The hand that's been rolling against her clit now cups her, palm pressing down on what he's just left teased, fingers curling against her ass. He palms her up and onto his chest with an effortless maneuver, aided by the water. His other hand impatiently yanks his shorts down, feet kicking them free the rest of the way. Her bottoms aren't so fortunate, remaining in his haste to save their marriage, though he wrenches them to one side as he seats her back down upon the full length of him. All the while he's been furiously keeping her mouth busy with his, knowing no other way to love her except tremendously.

As he buries every inch inside her that she worked up, he has to tilt his head away to drag in a ragged, shuddering breath. You better hold on he warns with a low flicker of thought, just before drawing back what he's just given her, hips returning it in full with a quick snap that he soon repeats, afforded more breadth to work than usual since the water helps keep her up off him. Though the same wet hands try to hold onto him too, he's driving into the bottom of the pool with his heels, and he'll jostle her right out of the water if she doesn't grab hold of the ledge.

Pain is what you desire
So, you wanna be immortal?

Whether I'm gonna curse you out or
Take you back to my house

Flora grins wickedly into the kiss as Kai’s answer rumbles through her thoughts, his promise striking sparks through the deep, sultry red already blooming between them. When he shifts her higher, the hand that had disappeared beneath the water slides back to his shoulder while her other arm tightens around his neck, coiling her securely above him as her mouth remains busy against his. Her lips and tongue and the occasional scrape of her teeth add texture to every crimson flare that spills through the bond, while the rest of her body stays drawn taut with anticipation, each adjustment of his hands pulling her want tighter until she feels strung between them.

The impatient drag of her bikini aside sends a shiver of delight through her, because while Kai can thoroughly undo her when he takes his time, drawing every reaction out until she’s trembling beneath the slow precision of his attention, nothing turns her on quite like the moments when his hunger makes him quick. There is something dizzying about being wanted with enough urgency that gentleness becomes secondary, and when he pulls her down against him, pleasure catches her so sharply that the startled moan hiccups from her throat before she can swallow it. Undoubtedly Kaisel will feel the difference between the ways in which the water of the springs around them is wet and the way that Flora is, with hers being a silken glide that makes the water feel coarse by comparison.

Somewhere beyond the immediate blaze of sensation, Flora remains vaguely aware that they’re in a public spring and that anyone could appear through the steam to find them tangled together beneath the stars, but the thought does nothing to slow the way her thighs tighten around him for leverage. One hand abandons his shoulder and reaches blindly for the ledge, her fingers gripping the wet stone hard enough to keep herself steady as she folds forward and tucks her face into the cleft of his shoulder. Each forceful movement threatens to jostle another sound free, and although she presses her mouth against the side of his neck in an attempt to muffle them, the effort is quickly betrayed by the broken, breathless noises that continue to warm his skin.

Her grip tightens on the ledge as heat races through her in sharp, rolling waves, leaving every part of her caught between holding herself steady and surrendering entirely to the way he moves her. Biting down on another cry of pleasure, Flora pants against his neck before his name spills through the bond, saturated in crimson and smoke. Kai, she moans into his thoughts, her lips brushing damply against his skin as the rest follows without teasing or pretence, stripped down to the helpless sincerity of how thoroughly he’s affecting her. Gods, you feel so good.

flora

I haven't decided yet
But I'm gonna get you back

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