[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

They part briefly, only long enough to slip his shirt off and add it into the growing pile on the floor. Her hands immediately descend, running her fingers along muscle toned skin and silvery scars within his own body, likely one she imagines have been made from situations not unlike her own. She pays extra attention, wiggling slightly as his arm slips around her waist and he touches her own scars as she presses against him, burying his face into her chest and skin.

“You should check, then.” Comes the tinny whine as his lips and mouth find her breast and tease at her nipple, a shiver racing down her spine as she presses in harder with a gasp of “gods—”. She can feel the heat radiating from his face with his flush, and she spends half a second to reach around him to slip her pants off, stepping out of the legs precisely at the time she pushes against him more to settle into his lap, hands rising to run through his hair again, pushing it back while her thumbs press against the hidden horns there.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back