Aurelia
I want to know where I can go
when you're not around
when you're not around
If she weren't so impatient for him she might edge him on even further, just to hear all the sounds he might make. She lets out her own "mmh" of agreement when that breathy word is relented in her stroking wake. But the junction of her thighs is hot, wet, and wants to feel him so bad that it almost hurts.
It takes a moment for him to adjust, and that's fine if it means their bodies can line up like the matching puzzle pieces they are. She'll brace her legs and hoist herself a little higher, hoping to work with him. Then she's brazenly dragging him into her warmth and he's pinning his own arousal against it, her skirt pushed back and his pants falling away from his hips so that they're no longer hindrances.
Shuddering breath pours over a delectable spot between his neck and his collarbone, quivering down through to her core, where her hips rock against his. His fingers taunt her nipples into erect mounds in spite of the burning flames she feels rushing through her blood, her own hands clasping tighter around him.
Wanting nothing more than to sate his hunger, she leans in to taste him too, her tongue massaging over the bite she left on his lip. One of her hands swirls into his red curls, gentle at first, until she finds a spot along the back of his head and gives his locks a tug.
Something flirtatious and daring might've worked its way out through her lips if they weren't so busy with his. Instead the muffled note gets lost in his perfect mouth, accompanied by the edges of a playful grin.
It takes a moment for him to adjust, and that's fine if it means their bodies can line up like the matching puzzle pieces they are. She'll brace her legs and hoist herself a little higher, hoping to work with him. Then she's brazenly dragging him into her warmth and he's pinning his own arousal against it, her skirt pushed back and his pants falling away from his hips so that they're no longer hindrances.
Shuddering breath pours over a delectable spot between his neck and his collarbone, quivering down through to her core, where her hips rock against his. His fingers taunt her nipples into erect mounds in spite of the burning flames she feels rushing through her blood, her own hands clasping tighter around him.
Wanting nothing more than to sate his hunger, she leans in to taste him too, her tongue massaging over the bite she left on his lip. One of her hands swirls into his red curls, gentle at first, until she finds a spot along the back of his head and gives his locks a tug.
Something flirtatious and daring might've worked its way out through her lips if they weren't so busy with his. Instead the muffled note gets lost in his perfect mouth, accompanied by the edges of a playful grin.
and I'm feeling down
so won't you stay for a moment
so won't you stay for a moment
code credits go to Skylark!<3
