i wanted to be ruined —
a little more than i wanted
— to be loved
She spots the way his gaze darkens, and her smirk brightens at the control that he offers over, relishing in the shudders she pulls from his body. And it widens even further with the reaction she gets with her hands on him, the finger that trails along his cock, eating up every shift and change his face makes with the reaction. But he’s moving again, ever so slightly, putting his weight onto one arm as he reaches for something.
She pauses in the light stroke, watching him with that very same smirk as his own hunger arrives on the forefront of his face, the protection clearly in plain view and the message clear. That she’s going to have to work for it. Fine, fair enough. So she withdraws her hand out of sheer amusement and anticipation to see how he reacts, pulling it to her lips just to get a taste – sucking on her index finger with a playful wink before she takes the protection from him and her hands return back down.
It’s amusing to her, that he’d chosen this to play a game over, but she can’t help the way her mouth dries with the anticipation it brings, moving deftly to slip the protection on and run her hand along his length as if she’s trying to see how he might respond to it – back arching up toward him with the sporting of dark bruises beginning to form along her neck and her gaze darkening as if to say ‘give me what I want.’
She pauses in the light stroke, watching him with that very same smirk as his own hunger arrives on the forefront of his face, the protection clearly in plain view and the message clear. That she’s going to have to work for it. Fine, fair enough. So she withdraws her hand out of sheer amusement and anticipation to see how he reacts, pulling it to her lips just to get a taste – sucking on her index finger with a playful wink before she takes the protection from him and her hands return back down.
It’s amusing to her, that he’d chosen this to play a game over, but she can’t help the way her mouth dries with the anticipation it brings, moving deftly to slip the protection on and run her hand along his length as if she’s trying to see how he might respond to it – back arching up toward him with the sporting of dark bruises beginning to form along her neck and her gaze darkening as if to say ‘give me what I want.’
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
