Maeve
He doesn't have to give her the warning. She already knows. It's just to get well. That's all it is. A distraction. Good. It's a rumbled reply that vibrates through his chest and he's so lazy in how he regards her. Content to let her flounder unless she asks. Unless she tries to take. He wants her to work for it. It's good in a fucked up way, giving her something to focus on, an attainable goal to reach for.
She's aware of his hand moving down her body, between her breasts and over her still flat belly, wedging itself between their bodies to slip a single finger through her folds. He'll already find her wet and ready, his finger able to press against her clit with no resistance, the pressure making her keen high and needy in her throat. She's flush with want now, skin glowing in the light of the fire, lips parting as she drinks in greedy breaths. One hand remains braced against his chest, giving her some leverage as she rocks her lips, managing to maintain a slow rhythm despite the desire to race towards her completion.
With her free hand, she reaches between them, fumbling momentarily to avoid dislodging the one that's between her legs. Jade eyes flash open, irises having gone dark as they settle on his face, flicking up to a new set of horns she's unfamiliar with. Her voice is breathy as she speaks, fingers popping the button of his pants, "Do you want me to beg, Jata? Talk about how much I missed your cock? Your tongue? Your voice in my ear and your teeth on my skin while you fucked me?" Maeve catches her bottom lip between her teeth, gazing at him through thick lashes, fingers working his zipper down so she can just brush her fingers against him in return.
She's aware of his hand moving down her body, between her breasts and over her still flat belly, wedging itself between their bodies to slip a single finger through her folds. He'll already find her wet and ready, his finger able to press against her clit with no resistance, the pressure making her keen high and needy in her throat. She's flush with want now, skin glowing in the light of the fire, lips parting as she drinks in greedy breaths. One hand remains braced against his chest, giving her some leverage as she rocks her lips, managing to maintain a slow rhythm despite the desire to race towards her completion.
With her free hand, she reaches between them, fumbling momentarily to avoid dislodging the one that's between her legs. Jade eyes flash open, irises having gone dark as they settle on his face, flicking up to a new set of horns she's unfamiliar with. Her voice is breathy as she speaks, fingers popping the button of his pants, "Do you want me to beg, Jata? Talk about how much I missed your cock? Your tongue? Your voice in my ear and your teeth on my skin while you fucked me?" Maeve catches her bottom lip between her teeth, gazing at him through thick lashes, fingers working his zipper down so she can just brush her fingers against him in return.
NO ONE WANTS YOU WHEN YOU HAVE NO HEART
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
