[She makes a noise when he grabs her ass and hips like that, and she could be wrong but there's something almost possessive about the way he holds her.
She wonders if their game is over now (With her as the victor, no doubt) but she didn't imagine it would be like this, so slow in the sensuality and expected a quick and furious passion from them both, so high have they built their tension. It says a lot about him and surprises her, and with this pleasure, it's all things she is enjoying immensely. She wonders still if this is just how he is or wants to do it or if he has to work at this patience.
One thing's for sure, she's far more likely to burn much more thoroughly overtime this way. The way he loves feels like magma, slow, and yet so oppressively powerful. You can't even come close to it, it burns so holy even at a distance.
And yet he has her so close.
The promise that there is more to come has butterflies taking off in her stomach and she twitches and tightens around him. Lily arches her neck to allow for better access while her hips continue to move powerfully and still slow.]
Then do it. Show me the conflagration of your spirit.
[A part of her regrets not being properly naked, so that her skin can lavish in the heat of his. He has every right to be proud of this--she loves different things about different people but no one has burned as hotly as he and he's only just begun.]
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She wonders if their game is over now (With her as the victor, no doubt) but she didn't imagine it would be like this, so slow in the sensuality and expected a quick and furious passion from them both, so high have they built their tension. It says a lot about him and surprises her, and with this pleasure, it's all things she is enjoying immensely. She wonders still if this is just how he is or wants to do it or if he has to work at this patience.
One thing's for sure, she's far more likely to burn much more thoroughly overtime this way. The way he loves feels like magma, slow, and yet so oppressively powerful. You can't even come close to it, it burns so holy even at a distance.
And yet he has her so close.
The promise that there is more to come has butterflies taking off in her stomach and she twitches and tightens around him. Lily arches her neck to allow for better access while her hips continue to move powerfully and still slow.]
Then do it. Show me the conflagration of your spirit.
[A part of her regrets not being properly naked, so that her skin can lavish in the heat of his. He has every right to be proud of this--she loves different things about different people but no one has burned as hotly as he and he's only just begun.]