Zavien
What had once been warmth was catching kindling, small embers fanning into small flames that were spreading greedily through his body. If he didn't stop now it would be an inferno, consuming them both. But he wanted so desperately to feel the burn, to show her the blazing desire she sparked in him as she made that small sound in the back of her throat.
He tightened his hold, moaning her name between the press of their lips. "Soh." It was a warning, a prayer, a promise, a declaration, a swear, a confession. He didn't know what it was as it rumbled from his chest, but he knew one thing so clearly that it sharpened inevitably in his mind: he wanted her. He wanted Soh in every sense of the word, and despite all the flowery words up to this point, his control was slipping. In fact, it was already tumbling off the cliff, but he was willing to dive after it should she ask.
Zavien sucked in a searing breath, voice threadbare as he strained, "Tell me to stop and I will." He said the words. He meant the words. But every inch of him was rising to meet her, begging her to say the opposite.
He tightened his hold, moaning her name between the press of their lips. "Soh." It was a warning, a prayer, a promise, a declaration, a swear, a confession. He didn't know what it was as it rumbled from his chest, but he knew one thing so clearly that it sharpened inevitably in his mind: he wanted her. He wanted Soh in every sense of the word, and despite all the flowery words up to this point, his control was slipping. In fact, it was already tumbling off the cliff, but he was willing to dive after it should she ask.
Zavien sucked in a searing breath, voice threadbare as he strained, "Tell me to stop and I will." He said the words. He meant the words. But every inch of him was rising to meet her, begging her to say the opposite.
If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.
start paving another.
