look at everything you've overcome - don't give up now
Vai's moan is almost a laugh as she's pressed back against the wall, breath hitching at the cool feel of it against the warm shower (and even warmer body that kneels between her thighs). There's no stopping Zeph - the witch has been around him for long enough to know that much by now - and so she's pliant as he hitches one leg over his shoulder, a hot mouth and deft tongue coming to capture her.
There's no hiding her breathless cry of pleasure, the way she arcs into the attention with fingers curling in his damp hair. It's been a week without for Vai too, after all, and she doesn't really give a damn who hears them. Zeph's name leaves her lips in a curse or a plea, it's not all that certain, but the tilt of her hips directs him straight to her clit, and gods but if he doesn't know how to hit all the right spots. "Fuck," she gasps, toes curling, as if she might be able to push herself further into his ministrations.
There's no hiding her breathless cry of pleasure, the way she arcs into the attention with fingers curling in his damp hair. It's been a week without for Vai too, after all, and she doesn't really give a damn who hears them. Zeph's name leaves her lips in a curse or a plea, it's not all that certain, but the tilt of her hips directs him straight to her clit, and gods but if he doesn't know how to hit all the right spots. "Fuck," she gasps, toes curling, as if she might be able to push herself further into his ministrations.
Vervain
