Groaning as Sam adjusted their position, Loren continued to rock his hips into the bookmaker. Actually, the healer began bucking a bit, letting out a little needy whine. When the other man asked, kind of, if the Launceleyn wanted to be on bottom this time, he let out a huff of laughter. Reaching up, he twined his arms around Sam's neck. Pulling the redhead in for a tender kiss, Loren broke it off to press kisses along the bookmaker's cheek to his ear. "I want you to fuck me, yes. Hard." The healer spoke in a heated whisper, and on the last word he bit down roughly on the other man's ear. LOREN Not quite an open book |
never seen that color blue
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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