I need you like god needs the devil, honey
Under the flush of snapdragon, every nerve in Vesper’s body sings with exaggerated clarity. The weight of Mateo’s thighs bracketing his hips is enough to make him dizzy—silken skin flushed with heat, the press of muscle and bone a perfect fit against his own. His hands roam without thought, dragged by sensation more than intention, fingers spreading across the small of the botanist’s back, noting the fine tremor there.
He exhales slowly, like the pressure of the moment is too much for breath to move quickly through. The sharp rise of Mateo’s hips, the teasing heat of his cock trapped between them—it’s maddening. Too much and not enough all at once. Vesper’s head tips back against the pillows as if the weight of the pleasure is physical, dragging him under.
"Fuck," he mutters low and reverent, gaze dark and hungry as it skims up over Mateo’s bare chest, drinking in the way he moves. "You feel like silk." The comment slips out unfiltered, the drugs wrapping his thoughts in velvet and smoke, making it impossible to lie or pretend indifference. He rocks his hips up again, slow and deliberate, the friction making his breath hitch before he's reaching for the hand splayed against his chest, teasing the pads of Mateo's fingertips againt his teeth.
He exhales slowly, like the pressure of the moment is too much for breath to move quickly through. The sharp rise of Mateo’s hips, the teasing heat of his cock trapped between them—it’s maddening. Too much and not enough all at once. Vesper’s head tips back against the pillows as if the weight of the pleasure is physical, dragging him under.
"Fuck," he mutters low and reverent, gaze dark and hungry as it skims up over Mateo’s bare chest, drinking in the way he moves. "You feel like silk." The comment slips out unfiltered, the drugs wrapping his thoughts in velvet and smoke, making it impossible to lie or pretend indifference. He rocks his hips up again, slow and deliberate, the friction making his breath hitch before he's reaching for the hand splayed against his chest, teasing the pads of Mateo's fingertips againt his teeth.
someday soon this dust's gonna settle
☆ 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.
