DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
A thousand other things built inside him, but patience had always been a fortitude, a perseverance, means to an end and sometimes pure amusement. He couldn’t help the laugh at her begs and pleas, at the unsung whimpers, at the whines, at the innate desire to listen to her pant and moan beneath his ministrations. Entirely giving, as she’d done for him so many times before.
He openly obliged a moment later, dipping his mouth, his lips, low towards the inside of her thighs; starting in a slow, lazy, serpentine slide, teasing and taunting, waiting for a shudder or a shiver unfurled, grazing, unwinding, snagging, intending to snag an initial release. No lines drawn, all there unbidden, his piercing eyes glanced upward to behold arched hips and braced curves, a very focused deliberation, before smirking, and taking. His tongue touched upon her core, languid and testing, while hands went elsewhere, reaching, maybe along her ribcage or snagging at her back, each stroke and caress a hymn, an offering, a growl, an obvious resolve and ambition.
He openly obliged a moment later, dipping his mouth, his lips, low towards the inside of her thighs; starting in a slow, lazy, serpentine slide, teasing and taunting, waiting for a shudder or a shiver unfurled, grazing, unwinding, snagging, intending to snag an initial release. No lines drawn, all there unbidden, his piercing eyes glanced upward to behold arched hips and braced curves, a very focused deliberation, before smirking, and taking. His tongue touched upon her core, languid and testing, while hands went elsewhere, reaching, maybe along her ribcage or snagging at her back, each stroke and caress a hymn, an offering, a growl, an obvious resolve and ambition.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
