Lena
// what is to give light must endure burning //
She took another intake of air as he breathed new portions into her – delighted, satisfied, content, a horde of other feelings and emotions tangling and knotting through her. Where she would’ve been just as amused, tranquil, and comfortable underneath him, being swept into his arms was another wholly soothing, appeasing notion – and she sequestered herself there, under his jawline, tucked somewhere in the crook of his neck and the shape of his muscles, the planes of his body. “I was nearly running out of it,” she laughed, knowing it’d spark something out of him – her patience was seemingly an unending thing, but when it came to knowing one another far more intimately…she’d certainly tried to initiate the notions well before now.
Not that she would have ever forced him into something he was uncomfortable with, but the sparks of play and the thoughts of having him fully had also been on her mind – the timing seemingly very wrong on at each instance. “And there are so many other things we can try,” she winked, glancing up at him while her fingers reached for his arms, soothing and placating, but teasing and toying just the same. “Or I can finally get my bath, hm?”
Not that she would have ever forced him into something he was uncomfortable with, but the sparks of play and the thoughts of having him fully had also been on her mind – the timing seemingly very wrong on at each instance. “And there are so many other things we can try,” she winked, glancing up at him while her fingers reached for his arms, soothing and placating, but teasing and toying just the same. “Or I can finally get my bath, hm?”
