Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
It was wonderful. Intoxicating, the kind of taste to come back for. But his hands urged her to look up, to meet his eyes, swimming with lust, with pleasure - and gods, he was beautiful like this. Thing was though, Maea wanted to let him finish like this. Wanted to know what it would be like, to truly be flooded by him. She wasn't that naive anymore, that she didn't know what would happen if she kept going.
But she'd promised to do this for him, right? To do whatever he wanted. So reluctantly, very reluctantly, she slowed down. Let her trembling, quivering arms set him down onto the bed again, and with a final, lingering caress of lips and tongue, she released him. Licked her lips, and followed the urging of his hands in her hair, to come to him. On hands and knees Maea crawled up over him, her own body aching with need but wanting to pleasure him more...
When her eyes finally were level with his, she smiled, soft and sweet. Then leaned down, mouth pausing half a breath from his lips. Again asking permission, giving the same... ah, she was his. He could do what he wanted.
But she'd promised to do this for him, right? To do whatever he wanted. So reluctantly, very reluctantly, she slowed down. Let her trembling, quivering arms set him down onto the bed again, and with a final, lingering caress of lips and tongue, she released him. Licked her lips, and followed the urging of his hands in her hair, to come to him. On hands and knees Maea crawled up over him, her own body aching with need but wanting to pleasure him more...
When her eyes finally were level with his, she smiled, soft and sweet. Then leaned down, mouth pausing half a breath from his lips. Again asking permission, giving the same... ah, she was his. He could do what he wanted.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
