06-22-2018, 04:13 PM
Young and foolish, Briseis is now a prisoner to her own hormones. It was almost dream like, with the handsome stallion preening his lips across her skin, as she trembles in anticipation beneath a star-splashed sky. It fit into her idea that Beqanna was not real, even though the desire smoldering inside her certainly said otherwise. But everything was happening as though being seen from the outside, trapped in a hazy fog, and if it weren’t for the way her heart beat erratically in her chest she wouldn’t be sure that she was even awake.
The air was cold, the promise of winter evident in the subtle breeze, but all she can feel is the heat, letting it spread through the network of her veins. She was naive enough that she has not thought any of this through, and never did she imagine that a race against her nightmares would bring her here, to this moment. It wasn’t that she thought she had found love, or even friendship; it was that never did she think that she would become one of those girls driven by lust, and yet here she was, sinking beneath the waves of it, and the only way to take a breath was to drown.
”Yes,” another breathy murmur, and this time she completely closes the space between them. She is surprised to find how easily the svelte curves of her body mold into his, and the way she can feel his own heart pulsating against his skin as her chest presses against his. With soft lips she brushes them along his muscular neck, teeth gently scraping the skin across his broad shoulder. ”I won’t stop you,” and even she can’t hide the want from her voice, the way it seems to ache in her throat when she speaks. The adrenaline rushing through her body had already caused her night-black coat to begin to shimmer with sweat along her neck and flanks, and while she would never verbally beg him, her body is doing it for her.
@[Leilan]
The air was cold, the promise of winter evident in the subtle breeze, but all she can feel is the heat, letting it spread through the network of her veins. She was naive enough that she has not thought any of this through, and never did she imagine that a race against her nightmares would bring her here, to this moment. It wasn’t that she thought she had found love, or even friendship; it was that never did she think that she would become one of those girls driven by lust, and yet here she was, sinking beneath the waves of it, and the only way to take a breath was to drown.
”Yes,” another breathy murmur, and this time she completely closes the space between them. She is surprised to find how easily the svelte curves of her body mold into his, and the way she can feel his own heart pulsating against his skin as her chest presses against his. With soft lips she brushes them along his muscular neck, teeth gently scraping the skin across his broad shoulder. ”I won’t stop you,” and even she can’t hide the want from her voice, the way it seems to ache in her throat when she speaks. The adrenaline rushing through her body had already caused her night-black coat to begin to shimmer with sweat along her neck and flanks, and while she would never verbally beg him, her body is doing it for her.
briseis.
you’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece
you’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece
@[Leilan]