Phoebe
She wasn't certain what it was about the position that managed to elicit such pleasure, but she suddenly felt very silly for not having tried it sooner. Between rolling her hips at a steady, vigorous pace and his roaming hands, Phoebe found herself lost, head lolling back as the tension in her core began to build. She hardly registered the moans leaving her lips or the way her hands also roamed over his chest and torso - his build a more human mirror of the form Frey took whenever the god presented themselves to her.
Breath caught in her throat as his own hips rocked up, a strangled sound somewhere between a moan and his name a clear indicator that her own climax was fast approaching. The quickened, more frenzied pace of her hips would hint at it as well as her walls tightened around him further. The newness of the position and the speed at which he had started was now catching up with her, and with a loud moan and shudder she collapsed forward, braced against his chest as her hips bucked and shoulders twitched as her climax came crashing down upon her.
Breath caught in her throat as his own hips rocked up, a strangled sound somewhere between a moan and his name a clear indicator that her own climax was fast approaching. The quickened, more frenzied pace of her hips would hint at it as well as her walls tightened around him further. The newness of the position and the speed at which he had started was now catching up with her, and with a loud moan and shudder she collapsed forward, braced against his chest as her hips bucked and shoulders twitched as her climax came crashing down upon her.
she sprouted love like flowers
grew a garden in her mind
grew a garden in her mind
