MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
It’s all or nothing for Milo when her challenge is issued, and he finds her nothing but willing to go along with him, one that has him burning more and more. His fingers slip into the space created, a low growl of approval at how he finds her, a few soft kisses pressed tenderly to the space below her ear, hot break raking against her ear. Her fingernails dig into his skin and it only spurs him on more, a sudden need of wanting to take everything she gives him.
And so he gives into her too, fingers stroking along her warmth, almost agonizingly slow at first, before he picks up a bit of speed, hitching only as she undoes his pants, the relief of the fabric not trapping him a welcome reprieve that has him shuddering again as she gets a hold of him. A gasp slips from him as he tries to refrain from rolling his hips against her, as he tries to focus his mind back onto what he’s doing for her, and it inspires perhaps a bit more vigor.
He only pauses to let his other hand slip into his pocket, to pull out protection because his plan had been more than likely going to the Halenani at some point this evening, finding this to be so much better than he had planned and wouldn’t trade it for anything. “I want ya, too.” Comes the hoarse growl, the aching need in his voice as he pulls his head away from her neck to capture her lips with his own, a fresh sort of fire burning within him as his free hand hands her the protection to slip it on. Unless, of course, she prefers he does it.
And so he gives into her too, fingers stroking along her warmth, almost agonizingly slow at first, before he picks up a bit of speed, hitching only as she undoes his pants, the relief of the fabric not trapping him a welcome reprieve that has him shuddering again as she gets a hold of him. A gasp slips from him as he tries to refrain from rolling his hips against her, as he tries to focus his mind back onto what he’s doing for her, and it inspires perhaps a bit more vigor.
He only pauses to let his other hand slip into his pocket, to pull out protection because his plan had been more than likely going to the Halenani at some point this evening, finding this to be so much better than he had planned and wouldn’t trade it for anything. “I want ya, too.” Comes the hoarse growl, the aching need in his voice as he pulls his head away from her neck to capture her lips with his own, a fresh sort of fire burning within him as his free hand hands her the protection to slip it on. Unless, of course, she prefers he does it.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
