Let our love be a flame, not an ember
Say it's me that you want to dismember
The slap from Nerissa drew a quiet breath of laughter from Olavi and a knowing smirk directed up at her, his eyes impossibly fond for someone that had just struck him. Anyone else would be dead by now, but Nerissa, he almost wanted to kiss her hands for the honour. "Have I got you close, Neri?" He asked, a hand gently stroking across her chest and stomach, fingers turning to caress impossibly gently with calloused knuckles.
"Mewling?" Olavi repeated, offended at that word choice - he didn't mewl, he groaned and it was very manly; still he kept up with her slow pace, pushing his hips up into her and feeling the soft encasement of his cock more with each painstaking inch. "Fuck Neri--" He moaned, hand sliding down to grab her hip as he pushed in as hard and deep as he could, feeling his cock twitch with the effort of not coming inside her.
"Mewling?" Olavi repeated, offended at that word choice - he didn't mewl, he groaned and it was very manly; still he kept up with her slow pace, pushing his hips up into her and feeling the soft encasement of his cock more with each painstaking inch. "Fuck Neri--" He moaned, hand sliding down to grab her hip as he pushed in as hard and deep as he could, feeling his cock twitch with the effort of not coming inside her.
Blacken my eye, Set fire to my tie
As we dance to the Masochism Tango
As we dance to the Masochism Tango
Olavi
Base Code by Sky!
