Seraphina
the artificer
it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
The hitched breath of surprise only spurs Sera on more, her attention given entirely to Ronin in the moment, a pure leaving her lips as his hand finds her breast, her body shifting just enough to help his other hand in its venture. She shifts her own arm enough as well so they don’t tangle, idle strokes along his length as the anticipation builds within her. The Star will find her slick when she finally takes the plunge.
A greedy moan slips into the kiss from her, her fingers stuttering in their motions on his cock, but she recovers enough to roll her hips against him, moving the hand wrapped around his neck to his chest instead, blunt nails digging into the skin. She pulls away from the kiss to press one to his stubbled jaw, shifting her weight so a leg can lift and press against the outside of his thigh. “What’re you waiting for, Ronin?” She purrs against his skin, letting the words fall from her lips like a lustful prayer, aching entirely.
A greedy moan slips into the kiss from her, her fingers stuttering in their motions on his cock, but she recovers enough to roll her hips against him, moving the hand wrapped around his neck to his chest instead, blunt nails digging into the skin. She pulls away from the kiss to press one to his stubbled jaw, shifting her weight so a leg can lift and press against the outside of his thigh. “What’re you waiting for, Ronin?” She purrs against his skin, letting the words fall from her lips like a lustful prayer, aching entirely.
darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
