Her voice is a fearless proclamation of protection
She lives what's within her out loud
She lives what's within her out loud
The illusions depart as if they’d never been, but poised over Wessex as she is, the original figure taking up all her attention - as she so often does whenever they are together - Hotaru barely notices their dissolution. Though her whiskers flex and lip wrinkles slightly at the coarse tongue, revealing long fangs, there is only amusement and adoration to be felt from the woman within.
Nicely? Just as new, coming from you, she teases, feeling girlishly infatuated despite the insinuations abound between them. With the world so far away from them, no distractions to remind her of how careful she has to be, it’s easy to fall into Wessex’s gravity and lose herself how she always wants to. The last full moon of the season? she proposes, if only because it isn’t too far away, and Ru already longs for this again. Her stomach twists, and she pulls away just enough for her eyes to meet Wessex’s. You’re here with me now and I miss you already, her voice trembles from within, vulnerable in a way she hates to be and yet has always managed with the woman below her.
Nicely? Just as new, coming from you, she teases, feeling girlishly infatuated despite the insinuations abound between them. With the world so far away from them, no distractions to remind her of how careful she has to be, it’s easy to fall into Wessex’s gravity and lose herself how she always wants to. The last full moon of the season? she proposes, if only because it isn’t too far away, and Ru already longs for this again. Her stomach twists, and she pulls away just enough for her eyes to meet Wessex’s. You’re here with me now and I miss you already, her voice trembles from within, vulnerable in a way she hates to be and yet has always managed with the woman below her.
