[Training] but hold your balance

Aurelia

as if you were on fire
from within

Warmth washes through her in waves, her inner thighs pulsing with each of them, shifting into him and away from him as she can only handle so much more. She forces their fingers to twine as her muscles tense in one final effort. She tries to warn him, to appreciate his own efforts, to tell him she's coming, but she's cut off. That strangled, gasping cry of hers is all for him, even so; it's an attempt to convey the message in a much more primal way.

Her breath comes in short bursts of relief as her body relaxes. It's enough to feel that ache, to feel a different craving for him, but also to feel her heart swell with love and feelings she's never given herself a chance to explore with anyone else. Green eyes drift down towards him, where he kisses into her thighs.

"Oh," comes the muffled response, the word tangled up in passion and pleasure. Her body quivers with another pulse and she has to push away then.

"Milo... Don't make me suffocate you," she pleads, genuine, as if to imply she can't control her urges anymore. She flops into the bedsheets, to overlap her leg with his and settle side-by-side, bare, vulnerable, open. A soft smile graces her lips and she peers over at him, "I'll do it, too. Don't think I won't." her breasts rise and fall with the heaves of air, trying to catch her breath and quiet her drumming heart.

the moon lives
in the lining of your skin