[ Lumine keens softly as he teases her clit, sending sparks down to the soles of her feet. She can feel him pressed up against her backside, not just the flat planes of his chest but also the firm prodding of his own arousal, and she's quite nearly breathless with want. The moment is cut short, though, as his fingers withdraw from her legs and return to her breasts.
She wants it so much that that her will, however warped, threatens to resurface and insist upon it. But his mouth delivers hot, soft kisses contaminated with the malignant miasma that absorbs into her skin as though her body is hot desert and it's rain.
One ache at a time. How quickly depends on you.
Her head rolls to the side and she shudders again. Submit. She has to submit. Or it won't be comfortable, won't turn out right. A third shiver wracks her body as her scalp and the back of her neck prickle and the contagion continues to seep in deeper. She moans and relaxes into him, letting him squeeze and release her at will, breathing coming harder and harder. ]
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She wants it so much that that her will, however warped, threatens to resurface and insist upon it. But his mouth delivers hot, soft kisses contaminated with the malignant miasma that absorbs into her skin as though her body is hot desert and it's rain.
One ache at a time. How quickly depends on you.
Her head rolls to the side and she shudders again. Submit. She has to submit. Or it won't be comfortable, won't turn out right. A third shiver wracks her body as her scalp and the back of her neck prickle and the contagion continues to seep in deeper. She moans and relaxes into him, letting him squeeze and release her at will, breathing coming harder and harder. ]
Childe...!