// make me bleed if you need to confirm that it's something i can do //
She tightens in all the delicious ways that have more heat and tension building within him, curling and coiling like smoke through each of his extremities. She moves with and against him effortlessly and perfectly, and he watches between the sharp inhale of breaths that rise from her chest and stomach, to the way she takes Danta so beautifully.
Whether it’s exaggerated or not, Flora’s dramatics are very perfect for the two Ancients that adore drama and chaos, and when Flora’s rumbling moan leaves her around Danta, the butcher craves exactly what Flora does. More.
“Gods, a hitch of his breath is heard as his hips stutter a touch, as Danta’s purr reaches his ears. And it’s only then that he releases his lover’s wrist to lean back into his own space. Both hands (and tail) find Flora’s hips and legs, fingertips pressing into the smooth pliable skin for a bruising purchase, shifting her and then his own stance to allow him to fuck her deeper and harder, driving himself with a purpose enough to rattle the movement she’s carefully designed to take Danta’s cock. “Mm, better darling?” He purrs to his lover, pulling his dark heady gaze away from Flora’s perfect shape to look up at his lover with affection and smug delight.
Whether it’s exaggerated or not, Flora’s dramatics are very perfect for the two Ancients that adore drama and chaos, and when Flora’s rumbling moan leaves her around Danta, the butcher craves exactly what Flora does. More.
“Gods, a hitch of his breath is heard as his hips stutter a touch, as Danta’s purr reaches his ears. And it’s only then that he releases his lover’s wrist to lean back into his own space. Both hands (and tail) find Flora’s hips and legs, fingertips pressing into the smooth pliable skin for a bruising purchase, shifting her and then his own stance to allow him to fuck her deeper and harder, driving himself with a purpose enough to rattle the movement she’s carefully designed to take Danta’s cock. “Mm, better darling?” He purrs to his lover, pulling his dark heady gaze away from Flora’s perfect shape to look up at his lover with affection and smug delight.
Astaroth
// and i'll paint it red //
