you ain't gonna get too far
They don’t really know each other - the way the other touches and kisses and honestly, this isn’t the place to find out. Frey’s room is for fucking, not for endless teasing and do you like this? and smiling at being able to elicit soft gasps.
Lily breaks the kiss to lift her arms up, inviting him to pull off the shirt, the item immediately discarded to the floor. Her breasts are alabaster white, heavy in hand, nipples already erect and just begging to be played with. Then her skirt drops, helped along by his nimble fingers - revealing a slim waist and wide hips, which leads to a generous ass - firm and ready to be grabbed. And yes, the curtains match the drapes, her soft and lightly curled hair as red as the locks on her head.
Leaving the skirt where it lies, she is emboldened by her nakedness and eagerly reaches for his breeches - foreplay be damned, Lily needs something inside her soon. Lifting her chin up to kiss him whilst trying to undo the ties causes her fumble for a moment, but soon she’s got it again, and hopefully makes him as nude as she is. At which point, she will pull away and walk backwards towards the bed with a sultry, arched brow and a ‘come-hither’ look.
In her sex den, the sheets are silk; soft and cool to the touch. Lily falls amongst the mussed waves, reaching for Sunjata, wherever he may be.
