Astaroth
// but if you think I'm misery,
He’s content to indulge in her, to press his body against hers and prove to her that he does find her attractive, even if his body doesn’t respond in the way she wishes it to. Blondes have always been his favorites, and the way her curls bounce, while bound and up off of her neck, look like molten gold with how close he is in her space, breaking the kiss with a soft pant to tell her that he isn’t able to do more than this.
Last time it had been a challenge, this time she seems to realize what the warning poses, and that in and of itself speaks to the mind that’s behind stunning aqua eyes. Her hand dances along a smooth fire obsidian horn, along sharp tines until they come to a stop and the hand has dropped into his slicked back hair. Withdrawing slightly to cup her face, thumb tracing along her lip before she sucks it into her mouth and the creases on his eyes deepen with the small smirk that blossoms on his face.
It does make him think of other things, though there still isn’t any stirring in his lower half, her smooth, blunt teeth scrape against the pad of his thumb before he withdraws it, spreading a slight sheen of her spit along her lips to her cheek as he guides her head up, diving in for a softer kiss, humming a soft note into the kiss as his other hand slips further under the slip of silk, pressing her lower back up against him.
Last time it had been a challenge, this time she seems to realize what the warning poses, and that in and of itself speaks to the mind that’s behind stunning aqua eyes. Her hand dances along a smooth fire obsidian horn, along sharp tines until they come to a stop and the hand has dropped into his slicked back hair. Withdrawing slightly to cup her face, thumb tracing along her lip before she sucks it into her mouth and the creases on his eyes deepen with the small smirk that blossoms on his face.
It does make him think of other things, though there still isn’t any stirring in his lower half, her smooth, blunt teeth scrape against the pad of his thumb before he withdraws it, spreading a slight sheen of her spit along her lips to her cheek as he guides her head up, diving in for a softer kiss, humming a soft note into the kiss as his other hand slips further under the slip of silk, pressing her lower back up against him.
then baby, all the company,
it never leaves me alone, no //
it never leaves me alone, no //
