honey, i rose up from the dead. i do it all the time
It’s a lot all at once, but he’s bolstered on by her moan, by the way he presses her against the wall, by how he’s greedy and about as tactful as a teenager as he fumbles to get her skirt up, devouring her in a kiss. And when she reaches between them and he feels her grip his cock, he can’t help the groan that leaves him with it. His hips automatically grind against her hand.
It’s really all he needs, incapable of denying himself. The hand supporting her moves to her hand, grasping it by the wrist and pins it above her head while the metal hand shifts to become the support, pressing against the outside of her thigh as she tilts her hips toward him. And it’s all he can do to try and pull away from the devouring kiss, to let the silver flush coat over his cheeks as he moves to kiss at her skin, sucking a silver mark there.
His hips buck, and Varus shudders and groans against her neck as he slips inside her, trying to orient himself into the feel of her and not completely lose himself in the feel of everything else. It works for a moment, the Ascended managing to overcome himself in order to start a rhythm.
It’s really all he needs, incapable of denying himself. The hand supporting her moves to her hand, grasping it by the wrist and pins it above her head while the metal hand shifts to become the support, pressing against the outside of her thigh as she tilts her hips toward him. And it’s all he can do to try and pull away from the devouring kiss, to let the silver flush coat over his cheeks as he moves to kiss at her skin, sucking a silver mark there.
His hips buck, and Varus shudders and groans against her neck as he slips inside her, trying to orient himself into the feel of her and not completely lose himself in the feel of everything else. It works for a moment, the Ascended managing to overcome himself in order to start a rhythm.
VARUS
