every now and then the things i lean on lose their meaning
'Islllla.' Remi taunts in return, his tongue pressing into and against her as his fingertips leave marks against her pale skin. Her back arcs and while it does offer more of her, gods but it isn't enough. He could turn her over, draping her legs over his shoulder as he'd done before, but something in the slope of her spine and the way her fingers have made ribbons out of the duvet drives him wild.
"Don't move." He growls, his voice rough and tinged with the sweet silver taste of her. If she listens she'll hear the hasty shedding of Remi's clothes before he's covering her again. One could think that being fucked hard and fast might entail Remi merely grasping Isla's hips and simply going at her from behind. But he loved her too much to fuck her like some teenage boy. What's more, he wanted her too much to let her be so far away from him.
So, with both of his feet on the ground, he tugs Isla toward the edge of the bed. She's more than flexible for what he has in mind, and he's more than strong enough to see it done. With his teeth against her shoulder, Remi thrusts his hips forward, feeling momentarily dizzy and overwhelmed the moment he finds himself all the way inside of her. Wanting to keep the curve in her spine while not sacrificing the reach of his fingers, Remi twines one hand up across her belly where it clasps against her breast on the opposite side. With his forearm strong against her that he might support her weight almost entirely, his other hand slides down one leg where it wraps around one of her thighs; a silent promise he'll not leave her wanting.
"Don't move." He growls, his voice rough and tinged with the sweet silver taste of her. If she listens she'll hear the hasty shedding of Remi's clothes before he's covering her again. One could think that being fucked hard and fast might entail Remi merely grasping Isla's hips and simply going at her from behind. But he loved her too much to fuck her like some teenage boy. What's more, he wanted her too much to let her be so far away from him.
So, with both of his feet on the ground, he tugs Isla toward the edge of the bed. She's more than flexible for what he has in mind, and he's more than strong enough to see it done. With his teeth against her shoulder, Remi thrusts his hips forward, feeling momentarily dizzy and overwhelmed the moment he finds himself all the way inside of her. Wanting to keep the curve in her spine while not sacrificing the reach of his fingers, Remi twines one hand up across her belly where it clasps against her breast on the opposite side. With his forearm strong against her that he might support her weight almost entirely, his other hand slides down one leg where it wraps around one of her thighs; a silent promise he'll not leave her wanting.
& i find myself careening
into places that i should not let me go
into places that i should not let me go
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
