FOX
Gods, but he could listen to her all day. Lost to sensation and the rise of his orgasm in the base of his spine, it's a good thing that Kiada is able to push herself over that edge before he does, because Fox doesn't stand a chance of lasting more than a few seconds longer. And as she tightens around him, his name on her lips and her body painted in the lamplight like a siren at sunset, the hunter is quick to follow.
Driving into her hard and deep as he cums, Fox tries and (mostly) fails to stifle the moan of pleasure that leaves his lips, his hands whispering up her back to draw her over him completely. His pulse gallops in his chest and his ears (and other places, he's sure) and it's all he can manage to try to catch his breath as his body finally grows still, and silence rings in the wake of the sounds of their pleasure.
Driving into her hard and deep as he cums, Fox tries and (mostly) fails to stifle the moan of pleasure that leaves his lips, his hands whispering up her back to draw her over him completely. His pulse gallops in his chest and his ears (and other places, he's sure) and it's all he can manage to try to catch his breath as his body finally grows still, and silence rings in the wake of the sounds of their pleasure.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
