if through some miracle, you are granted the chance to see him again
whether in this life or the next
It is different, though she can remember that time too. How strange it had been to witness, how glad she was that she did. It gives her an idea, now, a plan that makes it easier to follow and indulge in this, to steal the moose shift from him because she can’t find it in herself to fly again, not for a while, not without thinking her wings are on fire and that she may plummet to her death. No, for now, the moose will do. Spending time with him will do.
And she gives into him, her teeth sink in and the sound that leaves him is minute in comparison to the rush of feelings that hit her, the sensation that has her humming her own moan against his skin, relishing in the sensation and hoping it would last. It’s like nothing else she’s felt before, an electric tap that rushes through her system. But she has to be cognizant of it, lest she take too much from him. So she drinks just enough that she thinks she has enough, curled and wrapped around him as he presses his hard length against her, before she withdraws and gives a soft kiss to the spot where two red marks remain.
The sensation ends there for her, but that doesn’t mean she can’t try and help relieve him as well, her hand snaking through the blankets to run her fingers along his length, her head tilting against his to try and capture his lips with her own.
And she gives into him, her teeth sink in and the sound that leaves him is minute in comparison to the rush of feelings that hit her, the sensation that has her humming her own moan against his skin, relishing in the sensation and hoping it would last. It’s like nothing else she’s felt before, an electric tap that rushes through her system. But she has to be cognizant of it, lest she take too much from him. So she drinks just enough that she thinks she has enough, curled and wrapped around him as he presses his hard length against her, before she withdraws and gives a soft kiss to the spot where two red marks remain.
The sensation ends there for her, but that doesn’t mean she can’t try and help relieve him as well, her hand snaking through the blankets to run her fingers along his length, her head tilting against his to try and capture his lips with her own.
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
