It's a feeling we always chase

SUNJATA

the flood

anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself

Her back arching presses her chest against his a small amount more, and his mind focuses on the feeling of her, of how he pulls her closer with less care than initially. Her hand tightens in his hair and he hums a quiet approval to her when she hooks her leg around his hip, slinking in a small amount beneath him. And he shifts his position then, moving to hover over her ever so slightly, trailing those fangs again along her neck.

She tells him not to stop and he nearly purrs for her, a smirk crossing his face when he presses a fuller kiss to her neck. “I love it when you do that.” A gentle purr, a smirk as he bites softly, a little tauntingly. He can’t help the way his hand at her hip pulls her against his again, thumb hooking into the clothes there. His other hand abandons her back to prop him up as he leans over her a small amount, continuing the blazing trail of kisses and bites against her neck.

“What do you want?” He whispers in her ear, a breath of hot raking air, a soft caress with the growl of his voice.

and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell