if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again
whether in this life or the next
Her cheeks flush in an iridescent sheen as he presses down more suggestively against her, Kiada breaking the kiss to hear him speak, wanting to nuzzle his bearded cheek with her own smooth cool one. But she pauses, close enough to peer back at his face and his own iceberg eyes, a playful smile curling the corners of her lips up. “Yes, scoundrel.” She repeats in a tone that suggests she’s not willing to remove said nickname.
But he tells her that whatever shifts he wears, are hers, and it’s a warmth that blossoms in her chest, that has her wrapping more around him even as he readjusts, unsure where to go with it as she tucks herself in. And then she decides, last moment, pulling her head away to look back at his face as he stretches out his neck, offering himself for her. Her gaze darts between his neck and his eyes, before she leans in to his neck. “I want the moose.” She murmurs against his skin, amusement clear in her voice.
She presses a soft kiss against the column of his neck, worry slipping into her mind of whether or not she could handle it, whether or not she trusted herself. But she decides that if Neron could do it, why can’t she? So her arms tighten around him, finding her mark and slipping her fangs into his neck.
But he tells her that whatever shifts he wears, are hers, and it’s a warmth that blossoms in her chest, that has her wrapping more around him even as he readjusts, unsure where to go with it as she tucks herself in. And then she decides, last moment, pulling her head away to look back at his face as he stretches out his neck, offering himself for her. Her gaze darts between his neck and his eyes, before she leans in to his neck. “I want the moose.” She murmurs against his skin, amusement clear in her voice.
She presses a soft kiss against the column of his neck, worry slipping into her mind of whether or not she could handle it, whether or not she trusted herself. But she decides that if Neron could do it, why can’t she? So her arms tighten around him, finding her mark and slipping her fangs into his neck.
you are, and always shall be, his
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
