DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Perhaps hallmarks for both of them; fully embracing the inevitable after forgoing and forgetting what it meant to be wanted, touched, or known. Within the moments, it didn’t matter how long or when or where, at least not to the Sword, as his head dipped and tongue followed after pathways yet found; sliding generously, sinuously, down towards her navel, wholly appreciative, approving, and complimentary. Though they’d already promised of more instances, of more chances, of more opportunities, that didn’t mean he’d forgo any portions or pieces. Covetous, greedy, seditious, hands roaming, committing –
Evie was just as obliging, and he might’ve laughed at their haste within a moment, had she not intertwined in the same fold and snagged at him. A revolutionary shudder unfurled from his figure, over skin and sinew and flesh and bone, and then a growl, some competitive goading urging him on even as temptation lured and drew. “Hang on,” he muffled, gaze hooded and throat constricted, mouth instinctively continuing its descent, intending to reach the core of her offering before he came undone; no intentions of doing so in her hands.
Evie was just as obliging, and he might’ve laughed at their haste within a moment, had she not intertwined in the same fold and snagged at him. A revolutionary shudder unfurled from his figure, over skin and sinew and flesh and bone, and then a growl, some competitive goading urging him on even as temptation lured and drew. “Hang on,” he muffled, gaze hooded and throat constricted, mouth instinctively continuing its descent, intending to reach the core of her offering before he came undone; no intentions of doing so in her hands.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
