[ His light touches continue, and Alkaid shifts once more underneath him as her arousal builds. Her tail at their sides raise and hits the bed to try and release some of the building emotions, but instead it serves to merely have her head tilt back into the pillows she is resting against. The hand beside her head turns to clutch onto the pillow, her ears droop to the sides of her head, and her breathing deepens but quickens at the same time.
Her tail flicks once more at the memory of the night before as he brushed his fingers over it. Alkaid's breath hitches as her legs begin to tremble, and dimly in her mind she is glad she does not stand. She wonders at the sight she must be to him. Normally, she is the one directing and taking charge. Now, though, everything in her wishes for him to wrap his arms around her and take her as he sees fit. Moving his fingers where he wishes, kissing where he sees fit, and directing her. Her eyes dilate at the idea before shifting once more and something of a moan and whine comes from her.
The hand at his ear traces the edges once more before training down his jaw. She moves along the bone, then gently brushes along his lips, before finally dropping to rest across her stomach. She must look pathetic to be so tightly wound up in merely his touches and kisses. Especially as they had been intimate the night before. ]
Aymeric... [ Her tone reflects the one from the night before. ] Costas....
[ Perhaps part of it is the ancient soul trying to reach to his and be connected once more. They have been before, but not with the full knowledge they have now. Or. Perhaps her mind simply trying to rationalize the overbearing emotion and need for her mate to claim her. ]
send her to horny jail
Her tail flicks once more at the memory of the night before as he brushed his fingers over it. Alkaid's breath hitches as her legs begin to tremble, and dimly in her mind she is glad she does not stand. She wonders at the sight she must be to him. Normally, she is the one directing and taking charge. Now, though, everything in her wishes for him to wrap his arms around her and take her as he sees fit. Moving his fingers where he wishes, kissing where he sees fit, and directing her. Her eyes dilate at the idea before shifting once more and something of a moan and whine comes from her.
The hand at his ear traces the edges once more before training down his jaw. She moves along the bone, then gently brushes along his lips, before finally dropping to rest across her stomach. She must look pathetic to be so tightly wound up in merely his touches and kisses. Especially as they had been intimate the night before. ]
Aymeric... [ Her tone reflects the one from the night before. ] Costas....
[ Perhaps part of it is the ancient soul trying to reach to his and be connected once more. They have been before, but not with the full knowledge they have now. Or. Perhaps her mind simply trying to rationalize the overbearing emotion and need for her mate to claim her. ]