01-14-2017, 01:26 AM
NIER
Ohhh that groan. So raw, so helpless. So perfect. He needed more of that. Purr for me, kitten.
Her breath was catching, quickening. Beautiful green eyes opened, hazy with built up tension. Oh, she would be a passionate one. His skin heated, eager for more, needing so much more. Her sexy sleep-voice vibrated in his ears, a warm, seductive concoction. His lips parted with a lazy, half-cocked grin. She was perfect. Just what he needed. She needed him too, she'd soon know just how badly.
Delicious hips shifted into him as she tried to find her secret admirer, her hidden lover. He was helpless to hold in the pleasured groan, low and needing. Her skin was so cold, and he was so very, very hot, so he pressed against her more firmly. His left side and shoulder warmed her as he sent more little kisses dancing up her neck like a breath of wind. Dark lips tasted her sweet flesh, knowing how hungry she was for this. She would learn to crave him. His scent would burn in her memory, and she'd ache for his touch. No other would make her feel like he did.
Only a ghost, he breathed into her skin, content to preserve her delirium of desire. He nipped sweetly at her cheek, nudged her angel's chin up with his nose, left a lingering kiss on her throat. Her heartbeat pulsed against his lips, and his breath came heavier.
Nier... Say it, Romy.
He pulled away just enough for green eyes to stare into matched emerald green, though she may never know just how perfect they were for each other. Always invisible. Just a ghost.
Her breath was catching, quickening. Beautiful green eyes opened, hazy with built up tension. Oh, she would be a passionate one. His skin heated, eager for more, needing so much more. Her sexy sleep-voice vibrated in his ears, a warm, seductive concoction. His lips parted with a lazy, half-cocked grin. She was perfect. Just what he needed. She needed him too, she'd soon know just how badly.
Delicious hips shifted into him as she tried to find her secret admirer, her hidden lover. He was helpless to hold in the pleasured groan, low and needing. Her skin was so cold, and he was so very, very hot, so he pressed against her more firmly. His left side and shoulder warmed her as he sent more little kisses dancing up her neck like a breath of wind. Dark lips tasted her sweet flesh, knowing how hungry she was for this. She would learn to crave him. His scent would burn in her memory, and she'd ache for his touch. No other would make her feel like he did.
Only a ghost, he breathed into her skin, content to preserve her delirium of desire. He nipped sweetly at her cheek, nudged her angel's chin up with his nose, left a lingering kiss on her throat. Her heartbeat pulsed against his lips, and his breath came heavier.
Nier... Say it, Romy.
He pulled away just enough for green eyes to stare into matched emerald green, though she may never know just how perfect they were for each other. Always invisible. Just a ghost.