[He watches on with bated breath as Seraphina slowly let him sink deep into her, the grazing of her walls against the sensitive skin of his cock forces a gasp out of him as bliss surges and leaves his skin sizzling from her heat. Alnair cries out involuntarily, his mind blank except for the swirling, all encompassing thought of his beloved Seraphina and their reunion. From beneath the depths of his mind emerges the faint memory of the feeling of making love to her, of nights spent swearing his loyalty and expressing his utter, total devotion. His heart fills with a twisted, wicked love, one that he doesn't even understand where it comes from. The only thing he knows is that all his love is for Seraphina, and no one else. This is how it was meant to be, and how it will always be...
And as she moves her body against his own, his body responds duly, rocking his hips upward to meet her in time as chills and shivers run down his spine with how good it feels, how good she feels. Even though he stares upwards at Yoimiya's visage, Alnair can only think of her as Seraphina, the most beautiful, powerful woman he's had the privilege of making love to, whom he will stay with forever. That is her wish, and he will fulfill it.]
Oh! Ohhhhhhh, Sera, oh goodness....Ahhhhhh!!! So good....you feel so good....
[He begins a chant of her name, moaning terribly as her nails dig in and create marks in his shoulders, breaking blood vessels and coming close to drawing blood itself. But Alnair loves the feel of his lover claiming him, making him hers and no one else's. His head cranes forward to suck viciously on her breasts, with no care in the world for what he might be doing to Yoimiya's body.
After all...]
Thank you, [he murmurs through nips and sucks of her tit, partaking of it with abandon.] Let's use her for all our desires tonight, my love, because I know you'll ensure she won't have need of it for much longer.
[The hatred Seraphina feels for Yoimiya begins to bleed over into his own thoughts, being fed through the mark she's left on his mind. Her influence is strong, and Alnair feels himself getting drawn into it, buying into the thoughts that Yoimiya isn't worth a damn thing, only serving the purpose of pleasuring them both tonight.]
Fuck me, Sera, till I can't think of anything else but you. Oh, how I've missed you. I can't remember the last I made love to you, and yet it feels only like it was yesterday...
[His own hands dig into Yoimiya's skin, scratching and helping her shove her hips up and down his cock, as he lets out yet another guttural moan from the raw pleasure surging through his body.]
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And as she moves her body against his own, his body responds duly, rocking his hips upward to meet her in time as chills and shivers run down his spine with how good it feels, how good she feels. Even though he stares upwards at Yoimiya's visage, Alnair can only think of her as Seraphina, the most beautiful, powerful woman he's had the privilege of making love to, whom he will stay with forever. That is her wish, and he will fulfill it.]
Oh! Ohhhhhhh, Sera, oh goodness....Ahhhhhh!!! So good....you feel so good....
[He begins a chant of her name, moaning terribly as her nails dig in and create marks in his shoulders, breaking blood vessels and coming close to drawing blood itself. But Alnair loves the feel of his lover claiming him, making him hers and no one else's. His head cranes forward to suck viciously on her breasts, with no care in the world for what he might be doing to Yoimiya's body.
After all...]
Thank you, [he murmurs through nips and sucks of her tit, partaking of it with abandon.] Let's use her for all our desires tonight, my love, because I know you'll ensure she won't have need of it for much longer.
[The hatred Seraphina feels for Yoimiya begins to bleed over into his own thoughts, being fed through the mark she's left on his mind. Her influence is strong, and Alnair feels himself getting drawn into it, buying into the thoughts that Yoimiya isn't worth a damn thing, only serving the purpose of pleasuring them both tonight.]
Fuck me, Sera, till I can't think of anything else but you. Oh, how I've missed you. I can't remember the last I made love to you, and yet it feels only like it was yesterday...
[His own hands dig into Yoimiya's skin, scratching and helping her shove her hips up and down his cock, as he lets out yet another guttural moan from the raw pleasure surging through his body.]