Hang your kisses on all my branches, please
Frey's teeth are white against tan skin, and Hotaru shudders and shamelessly moans behind closed lips until the sound is a mere thrum in her throat as the sensation wraps her up against all physical logic. Head tilting as if preening and searching for more of that touch, it takes a long moment before anything like words start to make sense in her brain.
Shamelessly watching the play of light on the herald's body - far more masculine this visit - Hotaru licks her lips thoughtlessly and dreams of the taste of honey on warm skin. Maybe she'll use that as inspiration for her task?
"Two heads are better than one lovely," she purrs, and their grins are practically matching as the tasks are set and the timer starts.
- Fin! <3
Shamelessly watching the play of light on the herald's body - far more masculine this visit - Hotaru licks her lips thoughtlessly and dreams of the taste of honey on warm skin. Maybe she'll use that as inspiration for her task?
"Two heads are better than one lovely," she purrs, and their grins are practically matching as the tasks are set and the timer starts.
- Fin! <3
Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur
Valkyrie
