HOTARU
the valkyrie
She arches into his claiming hand, rolling and pressing into every touch. They move together like waves, and he is all-consuming, a flood that seeks to stifle her lightning. But instead it only electrifies the entirety of them, and she's happy to drown in it. Turns her head to bare the length of her throat, allowing him the entire expanse to mark and taste at his leisure. Marks she will wear proudly, ones that he will hopefully be inclined to renew.
As her own hand trails lower, his brush over her chest, and she pushes higher with a challenging tilt to her lips. Ready for more, for harder if he'd be so inclined to deliver. He's hard and already dampening against her fingers, and she lets him grind into her palm. She shudders with how it grinds her knuckles back into her folds between the connection of their bodies, the pressure tantalizing as she trembles breathlessly.
"Cruel? I'm no such thing, where's your proof?" Her voice is like smoke, and her eyes never part from him even as he pulls protection from some place she couldn't care less about. So long as he uses it. She lets him slide away from her, hand retreating, only for him to grab her from the table in one smooth motion that has her squeaking out in surprise. She's slightly taller than him now, perched high on his waist with her legs cinching to keep her clinging tight to him. Drapes her arms around his shoulders as he begins to walk them towards the bed in the corner, dipping her head down to press her teeth into his earlobe, pulling gently and laving at it with her tongue. "You could have me anywhere," she assures sultrily, trailing her kisses down his neck in parallel to his own touches. Bites into the curve of his clavicle, sucking and making her own mark. Helpless to wherever he wants to place her, however he wants to position her, happily supported in his arms.
As her own hand trails lower, his brush over her chest, and she pushes higher with a challenging tilt to her lips. Ready for more, for harder if he'd be so inclined to deliver. He's hard and already dampening against her fingers, and she lets him grind into her palm. She shudders with how it grinds her knuckles back into her folds between the connection of their bodies, the pressure tantalizing as she trembles breathlessly.
"Cruel? I'm no such thing, where's your proof?" Her voice is like smoke, and her eyes never part from him even as he pulls protection from some place she couldn't care less about. So long as he uses it. She lets him slide away from her, hand retreating, only for him to grab her from the table in one smooth motion that has her squeaking out in surprise. She's slightly taller than him now, perched high on his waist with her legs cinching to keep her clinging tight to him. Drapes her arms around his shoulders as he begins to walk them towards the bed in the corner, dipping her head down to press her teeth into his earlobe, pulling gently and laving at it with her tongue. "You could have me anywhere," she assures sultrily, trailing her kisses down his neck in parallel to his own touches. Bites into the curve of his clavicle, sucking and making her own mark. Helpless to wherever he wants to place her, however he wants to position her, happily supported in his arms.
i have stood for thousands of years
and have not faltered
and have not faltered
the day i met you...
my legs shook
