MAEA
She was in such good hands. He saw her through the storm, helped her ride it out with gentle strokes until she was drained, through, one shivering, gasping mess of a girl spread across crumpled sheets. When he left her, it was the most painful thing. So cold, so hollow, even though Sunjata was still right there beside her. Probably this was the moment where she should be sated and content, ready to curl up on his chest and sleep... but Maea found that she was still burning. She tried to settle the feeling with deep breaths, by enduring the pause as he joined her on the pillows and took her hand. She squeezed it tight, tried to feel tired, because that was the whole point...
But when she finally turned to look at him, her eyes were still dark with lust, hungry and wanton like the cold shadows on the far side of the moon. He looked so content, so smugly satisfied with pleasuring her, and she loved how out of breath he was, how far he'd gone to give her this gift of undivided attention. But gods, she wanted more.
"No, not yet," she murmured, and turned over on her side. The one with the least bruises - though truthfully she couldn't feel any pain at the moment, barely registered that they were there - and reached for him. Tried to pull herself tight to his side, her mouth warm and soft as she leaned in to kiss his cheek with lingering, enticing lips. His skin smelled of her, and the scent only made her ache even more. "I still want you..." she sighed, pressing her thighs together. Rubbed them against one another, slowly. Unable to extinguish the fire between them - dulled, but not gone out.
But when she finally turned to look at him, her eyes were still dark with lust, hungry and wanton like the cold shadows on the far side of the moon. He looked so content, so smugly satisfied with pleasuring her, and she loved how out of breath he was, how far he'd gone to give her this gift of undivided attention. But gods, she wanted more.
"No, not yet," she murmured, and turned over on her side. The one with the least bruises - though truthfully she couldn't feel any pain at the moment, barely registered that they were there - and reached for him. Tried to pull herself tight to his side, her mouth warm and soft as she leaned in to kiss his cheek with lingering, enticing lips. His skin smelled of her, and the scent only made her ache even more. "I still want you..." she sighed, pressing her thighs together. Rubbed them against one another, slowly. Unable to extinguish the fire between them - dulled, but not gone out.
Lost in a world full of non-believers
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
