// now knowing how to think, i scream aloud, begin to sink
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
He wastes little time in giving her what she wants, simultaneously finding precisely what he needs out of this heady exchange. The sounds that leave her are only a boon that continues to drive the Heartless forward, banking on the fact that for as much as he winds her up, she does the same for him.
Her body tightens around him, eliciting his own moans to escape him, rough and nearly primal sounds that bolster each thrust of his hips, his cock driving into her with a notable focus once she tells him not to stop. “Come on, Colt,” he purrs the hoarse sound, fingers tightening against her back and her leg, keeping her in that position and continues to drive the tension through himself as he fucks her with that intense pace until he can feel her start to fall apart.
He feels it the second she breaks, the tension snapping enough that it has his breath hitching, choking on the growl of approval that punches out of his throat. He rides the waves out with her, using it as a boon to drive him over the edge, so sharp in fact that he cranes over her blindly with the blindfold, but enough that he shivers with the climax that shakes him, dragging himself out of her just before it hits him so as to not over complicate things.
Movements slow down as the seconds pass until he can get some semblance of himself back together, breaths nearly ragged as he tries to catch his breath, keeping the blindfold in place despite the urge to take it off, one hand still against her back while the other contains the mess he’s made.
Her body tightens around him, eliciting his own moans to escape him, rough and nearly primal sounds that bolster each thrust of his hips, his cock driving into her with a notable focus once she tells him not to stop. “Come on, Colt,” he purrs the hoarse sound, fingers tightening against her back and her leg, keeping her in that position and continues to drive the tension through himself as he fucks her with that intense pace until he can feel her start to fall apart.
He feels it the second she breaks, the tension snapping enough that it has his breath hitching, choking on the growl of approval that punches out of his throat. He rides the waves out with her, using it as a boon to drive him over the edge, so sharp in fact that he cranes over her blindly with the blindfold, but enough that he shivers with the climax that shakes him, dragging himself out of her just before it hits him so as to not over complicate things.
Movements slow down as the seconds pass until he can get some semblance of himself back together, breaths nearly ragged as he tries to catch his breath, keeping the blindfold in place despite the urge to take it off, one hand still against her back while the other contains the mess he’s made.
// i'm reaching for the life within me, how can one man stop his ending?
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
