[Training] but hold your balance

Aurelia

as if you were on fire
from within

She's intent to keep kissing and biting and tonguing him, but the sound of his voice awakens her realization that she's soaking wet with a need that demands to be met. Her eyes lift up to his, pinned by the wanting burn in his own. He coaxes her upwards with his hand as well, and he'll find her plenty willing to go anywhere he wants to have her.

Her breath is already heaving as she leans in towards his lips, brushing his nose with hers, but she's once again taken with him. Her parted mouth ghosts pasts his, stooping to his neck. She kisses his warm skin and nuzzles in beneath his ear, caving into his heat and scent. "Milo..." his name is a muffled whine, her voice soft with desire and breathlessness. She groans, "I'm so wet." Her hands sneak down to her bottoms, loosening them enough to wiggle out of them.

Once freed from the confines of all of her clothes, she lifts herself to gently swing her knees over either of his shoulders. She looks down to his face and her expression softens at the sight. Now it's her hand to run through his hair and gently guide him in between her warm thighs. She wants to feel him so bad she can't wait any longer and she angles herself to meet him, breath hitching, ribs expanding, muscles both relaxing and tensing.

the moon lives
in the lining of your skin