He moans into the kiss she steals from his lips, thrusting hard and deep inside her and almost toppling them over in the shower with the force of his orgasm. Forced to peel one hand from her body to press it against the wall, Fox keeps them on their feet by instinct more than intention. He's left panting hard and greedy for her touch by the time sound and sense returns, the hunter pressing kiss after kiss to her wet skin.
"You're incredible," he whispers, carefully sweeping her soaked hair from her chest and the back of her neck, almost reverent in the way he moves them back under the stream of water properly. Now that he's not out of his mind with lust, Fox makes sure they're warmed and cleaned by the shower, washing away mud and chasing away the cold of the morning, scattering kisses wherever he can get them.
"You're incredible," he whispers, carefully sweeping her soaked hair from her chest and the back of her neck, almost reverent in the way he moves them back under the stream of water properly. Now that he's not out of his mind with lust, Fox makes sure they're warmed and cleaned by the shower, washing away mud and chasing away the cold of the morning, scattering kisses wherever he can get them.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
