Then my mind's-eye gets to sinkin' into the ocean

we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different

It heats up between the both of them, each movement and pin from each of their bodies and the magic that sparks on her hands that burns in such a way that’s almost too much is a line he tiptoes as she digs her hand into the skin at the base of his wings. They twitch and tremble with anticipation, Sunjata wasting little time in sinking into her and being brought in deeper by the tug and pull of her legs.

A low growl slips from him, the bedpost creaking with the movement of his snapping hips. He meets her and the way she grinds down with each one of the thrusts, and with the effort and attention of Thalassa’s body as he focuses on indulging the two of them with the heat that seems to vibrate between them, he can’t help himself when he dives in again.

Teeth find her throat again, nipping and biting and leaving another dark mark behind with each rock of his hips, the way his hands press her down further than she can manage on her own, losing the restraint he keeps on a tight leash as she pries it from him more and more.

but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste