hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
The pace is still relentless, her guiding him with the tilt of her hips as they meet in the middle, sharp growls leave him in response to the moan she airs, their sounds pairing with the very same from the floor below. He remains driving into the same spot, hard and fast, muscles tight and little tremors flexing down his wings with the grip she holds.
He doesn’t expect her to use the nickname he keeps reserved for the few and far between — the few that, when he can think about it later, are dead. It sends a shiver down his spine, just as her climax overcomes her, tightening down on his length in waves that drive him toward the edge, easily following her with a possessive hold on her body with both his hands and teeth nipping at her neck.
It’s only then that he slows, sweat and spent exhaustion clinging to him as does his open buttoned shirt, riding out the waves of pleasure with her as his mind blanks out.
He doesn’t expect her to use the nickname he keeps reserved for the few and far between — the few that, when he can think about it later, are dead. It sends a shiver down his spine, just as her climax overcomes her, tightening down on his length in waves that drive him toward the edge, easily following her with a possessive hold on her body with both his hands and teeth nipping at her neck.
It’s only then that he slows, sweat and spent exhaustion clinging to him as does his open buttoned shirt, riding out the waves of pleasure with her as his mind blanks out.
the flood
heaven's dreaming thoughtless thoughts,
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
totally sniped from odd ilu
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
