Ciri
The few minutes of overwhelming pain are long forgotten. Instead she remembers only the longing in his voice, the rise and fall of his breath against her ear, the building heat within her as her arousal steadily grows. He will not allow her to play so coy, the moment of doubt extinguished as he grabs and pulls her back to him. A soft gasp escapes her as he instantly picks up on her cravings, that she is hungry for more. Lipping at her withers and moving tantalizingly lower. Her body is trembling with the built up frustration, her own touch to him slightly rougher with her want. Blunt teeth nipping sharply at his flank even as his muzzle is caressing her thigh and she is swimming in deep desire, unthinkingly parting herself for him again. His touch is overwhelming and of course she wants him. She wants nothing else.
”I want you my King.” She breathes raggedly, a tremor in her voice, as her metallic gaze hardens as much as he does. She is drunk on him and the pleasure she knows he can bring her, it makes her bolder. Whisky courage as she dares to go even further, her muzzle dipping beneath his underbelly to lip at the sensitive skin there. Watching the way he stiffens, seeing that her feelings for him are quite reciprocated. His caress is lengthening and she can not keep the moans from her dark lips. Before they had been so quiet, two young kids afraid to get caught. Now she doesn’t care who hears them. It doesn’t matter as long as he brings her the relief she needs.
Her body is an inferno and near to explosion. She writhes against his scaled body and beneath his exploring strokes against her sensitive flesh. Tendrils of ebony snap against her haunches, making him aware of just how aroused she truly was. How wet and ready for him she still is. Ready for his golden stars to meld into the night of her until they melded into one another and create their own sky.
all of time and space, everywhere and anywhere, every star that ever was
@[Amet]