KIADA
burn it into my collar, hollowed onto your wrist
A moan is swiftly leaving her lips as he grants her wishes, feeling the bite and the mark left behind, a certain kind of soreness that she’d remember later, a badge to show off above a scarf. But she’s moving away from him before he can land another one, before she can offer her own, because an idea sparks within her mind — one way to possibly offer some amount of a ‘thank you’ for everything he’s done for her lately.
Even if he said he didn’t require a thanks.
The realization strikes him just as her lips curl into a devilish smirk, lowering herself a small amount in the water as he moves nearer, extending her head toward him to grant a soft kiss to his cheek, to his lips, before he’s kneeling before her — tall enough to break the waterline just enough for her to indulge. And she does, giving him a long appreciative look when he settles, iceberg eyes lifting from her position to look up at him like some sort of siren within the small waves of the bath.
Slowly, she licks her lips and her hands reach out for his thighs, to curl and run her fingers along the skin there. And then she’s nearing her head toward his cock, a slight tease at first as a hot tongue darts out to trace along the tip, eyes lifting to watch him for some kind of reaction, before she’s wrapping her lips around him — waiting for a response.
Even if he said he didn’t require a thanks.
The realization strikes him just as her lips curl into a devilish smirk, lowering herself a small amount in the water as he moves nearer, extending her head toward him to grant a soft kiss to his cheek, to his lips, before he’s kneeling before her — tall enough to break the waterline just enough for her to indulge. And she does, giving him a long appreciative look when he settles, iceberg eyes lifting from her position to look up at him like some sort of siren within the small waves of the bath.
Slowly, she licks her lips and her hands reach out for his thighs, to curl and run her fingers along the skin there. And then she’s nearing her head toward his cock, a slight tease at first as a hot tongue darts out to trace along the tip, eyes lifting to watch him for some kind of reaction, before she’s wrapping her lips around him — waiting for a response.
heaven knows i don't follow, but i believe in this
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
