I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
than any boy you'll ever meet,
The things he does get an automatic response from her, an instinctive reaction to the strings he pulls, to the way he gives in on his initial promise of taming her fire, of drowning her out, of flooding her out. And he hums her his approval at the sounds she gives him, hidden smirks and devilish charm as he taunts her further, withdrawing his finger from her core with his own wicked gleam to his steel eyes. Her whine doesn’t go unnoticed, and he’ll satisfy that soon enough. But for the time being, he taunts her further, seeing how much more he can get away with as he tastes her on his tongue.
And with the lustful intent of his eyes, he watched her hand snake down to play with herself, satisfied that she knows she can’t do it quite like he can, but appreciating the way she gets her own body to move as well, but he puts a stop to it as his kisses roam up her body, reaching collarbones with taunts that she can’t quite back up just yet. Her nails dig in deeper and she grinds against his cock as he doesn’t deliver just yet, not until she asks him to. But he does growl against her skin, against her body in his approval at the nails, at the hips that buck against him. “You know I can.” He breathes to her, arrogant and cocky as he lifts his head enough to continue the parade up and up.
Her head tilts back and he seizes the opportunity with the moans that leave her, satisfied as he hears her wish. A hand reaches to fist in her hair, to help keep her neck exposed to him. “Very good.” He replies swiftly, approval as his other hand reaches for her legs, lifting her a bit higher before slipping to the small of her back, lifting up just enough that he can meet her. He aims for where her shoulder and neck meet, aiming to bite hard to keep her where she is, an addition to the marks he’s given, as he finally enters her, slowly at first to give her time to adjust to his length, his size. A groan leaves him then, a loud rumble against her skin, hot breath becoming a slight pant as he begins to rock with her once she’s adjusted.
And with the lustful intent of his eyes, he watched her hand snake down to play with herself, satisfied that she knows she can’t do it quite like he can, but appreciating the way she gets her own body to move as well, but he puts a stop to it as his kisses roam up her body, reaching collarbones with taunts that she can’t quite back up just yet. Her nails dig in deeper and she grinds against his cock as he doesn’t deliver just yet, not until she asks him to. But he does growl against her skin, against her body in his approval at the nails, at the hips that buck against him. “You know I can.” He breathes to her, arrogant and cocky as he lifts his head enough to continue the parade up and up.
Her head tilts back and he seizes the opportunity with the moans that leave her, satisfied as he hears her wish. A hand reaches to fist in her hair, to help keep her neck exposed to him. “Very good.” He replies swiftly, approval as his other hand reaches for her legs, lifting her a bit higher before slipping to the small of her back, lifting up just enough that he can meet her. He aims for where her shoulder and neck meet, aiming to bite hard to keep her where she is, an addition to the marks he’s given, as he finally enters her, slowly at first to give her time to adjust to his length, his size. A groan leaves him then, a loud rumble against her skin, hot breath becoming a slight pant as he begins to rock with her once she’s adjusted.
sweetie, you had me
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.
