It's a feeling we always chase

SUNJATA

the flood

anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself

He wonders if the edge to her voice is desperation, that burning desire to have him inside her, doing whatever she can to make him cave. It’s a nice touch, has that feeling of him being in control again that he so desperately craves, and he continues those strokes while she speaks in ragged breaths, moans that sound like music to his ears. “Did you..?” He hums, breathless, clawed hands along her ass to continue to slide her along him, a smirk crossing his face.

And when she looks to him, he meets her own shadowed lustful gaze with his own, chin tilting back a small amount, strokes growing a bit slower as she pleads for him to fuck her. Ah, but not quite yet. And still she manages to shift her hips to where he slips into her with a small shuddering growl — surprised and tending with the feeling of her warmth around him. But again, he’s not quite ready to give into her demands just yet. And so he lifts her, albeit reluctantly, pressing against her chest a small amount as his head nears hers.

“You have to let me.” He tells her, voice hoarse and sultry, burning as he taunts her a small amount more to prove she isn’t going to get what she wants by taking control of it, pressing her hips down to slip just the tip of his cock into her, preventing her from trying to push down to take all of him. A fanged smirk crosses his face as he watches her face for her reaction as he slips out briefly again. “Are you going to let me fuck you Maea?” His head tilts a small amount, wanting to hear her say it. And when she does, only then will he give into her.

and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell