Maeve
He confirms that it is what he wants. Her on top of him, riding him for hours until neither of them could take it any longer. Oh how she wants it to. She's going to have it. Have him. She's not letting him leave this room for as long as she can mange. If only she knew what was waiting for him outside of here. She would have kept him here. Hidden and tucked away. Except she doesn't know that. All she knows is right now. That he's desperate for her, hips rocking up to meet her movements willingly. Maeve looks down at him with fire in her eyes as his claws find home on her body. One in her hair and the other curling delicately at her hip so he doesn't hurt her.
Maeve bends down, letting the claws tangled in her hair guide her to his lips and she kisses him. Breathing life into him and inhaling some for herself. She nips at his bottom lip, trailing down his chin, jaw, and neck. Her teeth find his collarbone, scraping there before she's slipping down his chest, lips following along his scars. She traces them with her lips and tongue, taking her time crawling down his body. Her hands follow suit, running down his sides, nails lightly scratching over his skin as she flicks her eyes up to his from beneath her lashes. Maeve smirks against his skin, continuing her slow path until she's settling between his thighs. Her fingers curl into the waistband of his pants, working on tugging them down as she kneels between his legs. "I thought I'd let you have my mouth first... Seeing as you liked it so much last time. You're going to finish and then we're going to start all over."
Maeve bends down, letting the claws tangled in her hair guide her to his lips and she kisses him. Breathing life into him and inhaling some for herself. She nips at his bottom lip, trailing down his chin, jaw, and neck. Her teeth find his collarbone, scraping there before she's slipping down his chest, lips following along his scars. She traces them with her lips and tongue, taking her time crawling down his body. Her hands follow suit, running down his sides, nails lightly scratching over his skin as she flicks her eyes up to his from beneath her lashes. Maeve smirks against his skin, continuing her slow path until she's settling between his thighs. Her fingers curl into the waistband of his pants, working on tugging them down as she kneels between his legs. "I thought I'd let you have my mouth first... Seeing as you liked it so much last time. You're going to finish and then we're going to start all over."
I admit that I'm a little messed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
