I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
than any boy you'll ever meet,
She grows still with his bite, and his body gives into her a fraction further, releasing her with tender kisses, the blooming of red soon to be purples meshing along her skin. His nose brushes by the column of her throat, the groan leaving him as he enters her — giving her time to adjust to him, to mold herself around him that ensures to him that she’s well practiced. Though with a pretty mouth like hers he doesn’t know what he expected. He aims to bite along her neck again, this time aiming somewhat lower and above the collarbones, hips beginning a slow steady rock with her, relishing in her, how tight she is around him, how he could drown himself with her.
A gasp of surprise leaves him, cock twitching, a growl deep in his throat as her hands roam, as he’s lightly shocked, her words go unnoticed by the goosebumps that rise on his skin, that almost surprising even to him craves more of it. And he begins to thrust harder, faster, aiming to keep her mouth shut as he lifts his head to capture her lips with his own, his hand that had been in her hair roaming lower, trailing over her curves to her breast — to skate over her nipple as he taunts her further. The pace continues to pick up, a collision course straight for relieving a certain kind of loneliness they both know far too well.
A gasp of surprise leaves him, cock twitching, a growl deep in his throat as her hands roam, as he’s lightly shocked, her words go unnoticed by the goosebumps that rise on his skin, that almost surprising even to him craves more of it. And he begins to thrust harder, faster, aiming to keep her mouth shut as he lifts his head to capture her lips with his own, his hand that had been in her hair roaming lower, trailing over her curves to her breast — to skate over her nipple as he taunts her further. The pace continues to pick up, a collision course straight for relieving a certain kind of loneliness they both know far too well.
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.
