softness has garnered me nothing but misery
Hotaru tilts obligingly into each kiss, smile flushing giddy and adoring in a distinctly youthful way. Even in the heat of the moment, at times she’s overwhelmed by how much she loves him. His words may make her shudder with anticipation, but she’s content to wait in this slow simmering arousal for now. Like a banked fire ready to be turned from smoldering coals to flames with the right material.
”You think you can?” An unnecessary challenge, but Hotaru loves to see that kick of cockiness in his eyes. Her arms drape around his shoulders as he pulls her even closer, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against hers driving home how much larger he is. The wings certainly emphasize that. It gets to her as it always does, to feel so breakable in his arms, entranced by all that muscle and scarred skin. Sunjata is unfairly handsome, both her men are, and he’ll certainly have no problems keeping her on the edge when her imagination insists on aiding his cause.
Ru leans in to kiss him sweetly, not seeing a need to rush. One hand lifts to cradle his face, slide up through his hair and caress the curves of one horn. Pressing her breasts to his pectorals for just the slightest bit of friction through the lace of her bra.
”You think you can?” An unnecessary challenge, but Hotaru loves to see that kick of cockiness in his eyes. Her arms drape around his shoulders as he pulls her even closer, feeling the rise and fall of his chest against hers driving home how much larger he is. The wings certainly emphasize that. It gets to her as it always does, to feel so breakable in his arms, entranced by all that muscle and scarred skin. Sunjata is unfairly handsome, both her men are, and he’ll certainly have no problems keeping her on the edge when her imagination insists on aiding his cause.
Ru leans in to kiss him sweetly, not seeing a need to rush. One hand lifts to cradle his face, slide up through his hair and caress the curves of one horn. Pressing her breasts to his pectorals for just the slightest bit of friction through the lace of her bra.
