[Training] but hold your balance

last couple of months kinda been a disaster

There's almost a hiss of relief that slips from his lips as she’s willing to continue upward. He relaxes his shoulders, humming under the attention her lips take to bronze, sweat soaked skin, a low hum of agreement given to her as if to say he knows. He helps where he can to loosen the confines of the rest of her clothes, before his hands are rising, moving toward her hips to help settle her right atop his face.

His smoldering bronze stare peers up at her as she helps guide him in, needing no real help with it as drawn to her as he is a moth to a flame. His lips part before he buries his face into her, drinking in the scent of her like this, drinking in the way she practically molds to him. His hands rise, a sparkle of mischief coming across his gaze as his hands travel along her sides, along her stomach, up and up until he can caress her breasts. His tongue snakes out then, a featherlight ghosting across her clit before he withdraws to speak.

“Don’ set ‘nythin’ on fire…” It’s muffled and husky, a warm wash of breath along her wetness. But he doesn’t give her time to respond, his thumbs brush along her nipples and his tongue dives in again with more pressure, rubbing along her clit.

tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya

sorry, i had to move to alaska

MILO