Every thrust draws a breathless mewl of pleasure from her throat, Isla both startled and undone by this side of Varus, all clipped orders and blunt movements that leave no room for argument. His hand leaves her thigh and she tightens her legs around his waist, head lolling back so she can arch off the wall and meet every buck of his hips. Only as his thumb tilts her chin down does she relax somewhat, pebble blue eyes locking on a face that has no right to be this handsome, smudged with kohl and glazed with lust. Isla the flesh is weak |
the pause between breathing
Varus |
the Remedy
Medic ✓
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7 | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 5 - Strg: 26 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 27 - Int:
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