I don't know what I'm looking for
Vesper is utterly lost—lost in Thal’s mind as much as her body, floating adrift in the shattered, chaotic bliss of her orgasm as it crashes through her thoughts like a tidal wave. The intensity of her pleasure reverberates through his telepathy, echoing every shudder, every gasp, every strangled moan of his name until his own sensations blur into hers, indistinguishable and all-consuming. His mind spins in a haze of violent satisfaction and raw emotion, the world narrowing down to nothing but her: the way she tightens impossibly around him, the sting of her nails dragging over his skin, the desperate heat of her breath panting wildly against his neck.
For a long, surreal moment, there is nothing else but the electrifying collision of their thoughts and bodies. He's grateful—though barely aware of it—that she doesn’t speak, doesn't break the spell with words or clever taunts. Her silence lets him linger, suspended in that shared euphoria, feeling every tremor that wracks her body as though it's his own, breathing in the scent of salt, sweat, and her skin like it's the only air he's ever known.
Only as the sharp edge of sensation slowly begins to dull into something warm and content does Vesper gradually return to himself, his awareness trickling back bit by bit. His breathing begins to even out into softer, heavier pulls of air, and he becomes conscious of the way Thal is draped over him, their skin slick and burning hot against each other, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she clings to him in the aftermath.
Without thought, his arms shift around her, protective and possessive, pulling her close as his body finally relaxes. With a low, breathless groan, he leans backward, bringing her with him as he sinks back against the heated stone, letting gravity reclaim them both. He keeps her pressed tightly to his chest, fingers lazily tracing nonsensical patterns over the slick curve of her spine, eyes half-lidded as he savors the peaceful haze that wraps around them both.
For a long, surreal moment, there is nothing else but the electrifying collision of their thoughts and bodies. He's grateful—though barely aware of it—that she doesn’t speak, doesn't break the spell with words or clever taunts. Her silence lets him linger, suspended in that shared euphoria, feeling every tremor that wracks her body as though it's his own, breathing in the scent of salt, sweat, and her skin like it's the only air he's ever known.
Only as the sharp edge of sensation slowly begins to dull into something warm and content does Vesper gradually return to himself, his awareness trickling back bit by bit. His breathing begins to even out into softer, heavier pulls of air, and he becomes conscious of the way Thal is draped over him, their skin slick and burning hot against each other, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she clings to him in the aftermath.
Without thought, his arms shift around her, protective and possessive, pulling her close as his body finally relaxes. With a low, breathless groan, he leans backward, bringing her with him as he sinks back against the heated stone, letting gravity reclaim them both. He keeps her pressed tightly to his chest, fingers lazily tracing nonsensical patterns over the slick curve of her spine, eyes half-lidded as he savors the peaceful haze that wraps around them both.
but I swear to God I'll find it
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
