Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
"Not a surprise. Just a very happy observation," Isla assures him, and as Everest finally rises away from her, gods but it takes all her willpower not to drag him back by the front of his pants. Biting her cheek against the urge to simply strip him down and gag herself on his cock, the Remedy gazes up at Ever with blue eyes made dark and eager with arousal, and she moves readily to comply.
Given their self-confessed preferences, Isla nonetheless finds herself following the aviator's instructions with a shiver of anticipation, stepping out of her dress and already missing the warmth of his hands and mouth against her skin. She settles near the top of the chaise lounge with the assistance of a few pillows, knees spread ready for him, and it's with only a small amount of effort that she twists her blonde hair into less of an unruly cascade - all the better for him to grab and pull, my dear - before she's glancing back around for him, doe eyed and expectant.
Given their self-confessed preferences, Isla nonetheless finds herself following the aviator's instructions with a shiver of anticipation, stepping out of her dress and already missing the warmth of his hands and mouth against her skin. She settles near the top of the chaise lounge with the assistance of a few pillows, knees spread ready for him, and it's with only a small amount of effort that she twists her blonde hair into less of an unruly cascade - all the better for him to grab and pull, my dear - before she's glancing back around for him, doe eyed and expectant.
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
