// not yet corpses, still we rot //
“Mm..?” He half mumbles into her skin, given the fact he’s quite occupied right now, head buried between her thighs, tongue and lips offering up pleasure for her to indulge in. He doesn’t mind, because he knows he’ll get to indulge himself later — especially given how much she’s insisting on it. So he experiments, lavishing her and pausing as she moans, like music to his ears. There’s a vibrating rumble that leaves him, greedy and hungry, and his metal hand remains at her hip digging in just as she subconsciously wishes, though it’s mostly for Varus to get a better grip on her to dive in.
His other hand snakes down her body, pressing along the inside of her thigh, and it’s one of the benefits of being Ascended is not needing breath, not needing to pause to catch it from a heaving chest. He can dive into her more fully, pausing just enough to place a kiss against her clit, using the moment to slip his finger into her wetness, to slip just a fraction inside her, waiting to see if that’s what she wants or if it’s his still trapped and aching cock instead.
His other hand snakes down her body, pressing along the inside of her thigh, and it’s one of the benefits of being Ascended is not needing breath, not needing to pause to catch it from a heaving chest. He can dive into her more fully, pausing just enough to place a kiss against her clit, using the moment to slip his finger into her wetness, to slip just a fraction inside her, waiting to see if that’s what she wants or if it’s his still trapped and aching cock instead.
VARUS
