the wolves are watching

first off, you should know, that my light's on but i ain't home

She sinks onto his cock, her legs trembling, and Sunjata takes a sharp breath when he bottoms out with her, a shudder rolling down his spine as he relishes in the hold she has in his hair, in the way she shudders herself when he thrusts just the once, getting them acclimated to one another again. He trembles too, lightly, but it’s there as he removes his hands to brace against the mattress, wings flaring as he tries to keep them from trembling too much too.

Her response is heard with a crooked smirk, as she braces herself against his scarred and tattooed shoulders. She rolls her hips once and he hums a groan for her. And he waits until she can’t quite keep it up on her own anymore before his hips jerk up into her, hands finding her again to help her out. They run along her sides, to her hips, helping her rise and fall on him, before he pauses to lean back enough that his back rests against the headboard. The wings stretch out, curling around her back, giving her more support as Sunjata’s horned head tilts back a fraction, peering at her with still slit eyes. He thrusts up into her and pauses there, hands moving to cup her ass again. “I want to hear you, Maeve.” He manages to pant, before pulling back down, bringing her down again atop him.

up high, but i stay low

SuNJATA