VARUS
It’s like everything slows, or maybe it speeds up and he’s caught in the middle? He shudders, his voice pairing with hers despite how it’s muffled where his teeth are still sunk in, only belatedly realizing he should pull away. He’s too caught up in crashing and breaking, in the orgasm that rocks him, that blanks his mind, that has him clutching her tightly and has his body thrumming with electricity.
He pulls away with a gasp, his chin lifting, hands rising to grasp each side of her face, tugging her down into a devouring kiss, his body numb(er than normal) and his mind far more blank, far more blank than he thinks it’s ever been before, yes even with the shutting down for a couple of centuries. “Fuck, I love you.” He breathes against her lips, muscles shivering as he keeps his hands on either side of her face.
He pulls away with a gasp, his chin lifting, hands rising to grasp each side of her face, tugging her down into a devouring kiss, his body numb(er than normal) and his mind far more blank, far more blank than he thinks it’s ever been before, yes even with the shutting down for a couple of centuries. “Fuck, I love you.” He breathes against her lips, muscles shivering as he keeps his hands on either side of her face.
stories without a few let downs are boring when told
perfection and poems are a lie when it all unfolds
perfection and poems are a lie when it all unfolds
