[ there has always been that fear in him. the idea of relinquishing control over his own emotions, body, and even his spirit was terrifying, and yet it was also poignant and just as beautiful a concept as any. whatever bitterness he may have carried just seems to linger, festering just beneath the surface of his touches in which predominately are overtaken by a burning sting of an even stronger desire. love was not a term lemurians used loosely; for lemurians loved for life, and the fire of such devotion was forever.
the kisses he leaves on her body are proof of that bond. the waiting, the longing. it all feels worth it in this moment. when her fingers comb through his hair, and her body grinding down on his length, it's enough stimulation to make him lose his mind. he isn't sure what kind of sounds he makes, but he can feel his chest pounding and the collective warmth they share leaves his skin slightly moist with sweat.
when she puts her own body on full display like this, her breasts are tender and soft under his touch and when she touches them, he feels himself his pants become even tighter. his tongue takes to this invitation as it swirls around her exposed nipple, his teeth lightly nipping, before his eyes look back up to her. he speaks even with his busied mouth. ]
Are you feeding me? [ he says it with a small huff, and despite his attempt at a joke, there's a certain intensity to it. ] Then, I'll have this one first, but also... I can't forget about the other one, either. [ he speaks quiet, low, as if they were sharing a secret reserved just for them.
rafayel continues to suck on her pert bud with fervor, his tongue flicking over them as his other hands draws to give her other breast equal attention; his fingers rolling over her nipples, and gently pinching. when she unzips him, it's both a relief, but also... bold enough to get an almost strained sound from him. the anticipation is already driving him wild, and he nearly has to restrain himself from pushing her down and getting on top of her.
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the kisses he leaves on her body are proof of that bond. the waiting, the longing. it all feels worth it in this moment. when her fingers comb through his hair, and her body grinding down on his length, it's enough stimulation to make him lose his mind. he isn't sure what kind of sounds he makes, but he can feel his chest pounding and the collective warmth they share leaves his skin slightly moist with sweat.
when she puts her own body on full display like this, her breasts are tender and soft under his touch and when she touches them, he feels himself his pants become even tighter. his tongue takes to this invitation as it swirls around her exposed nipple, his teeth lightly nipping, before his eyes look back up to her. he speaks even with his busied mouth. ]
Are you feeding me? [ he says it with a small huff, and despite his attempt at a joke, there's a certain intensity to it. ] Then, I'll have this one first, but also... I can't forget about the other one, either. [ he speaks quiet, low, as if they were sharing a secret reserved just for them.
rafayel continues to suck on her pert bud with fervor, his tongue flicking over them as his other hands draws to give her other breast equal attention; his fingers rolling over her nipples, and gently pinching. when she unzips him, it's both a relief, but also... bold enough to get an almost strained sound from him. the anticipation is already driving him wild, and he nearly has to restrain himself from pushing her down and getting on top of her.
no, he had to be sure to savor her this time. ]