[ Perhaps the mixture of facts of their ancient history, the longing for one another, and just how taxing the adventure to the First was has all led to this time feeling so very different. A time when all of their walls are down and it is simply Aymeric and Lantaa together. He is open to taking charge and she has given herself over to her instincts. Perhaps, also, they both so desire children that a special force seems to drive it all. Everything combined with the acceptance they are one pairing and meant to be one another has certainly cemented it all in her mind.
He grinds against her and something akin to an excited whine comes from her. Her nose presses into his skin once more before she trails open mouth kisses along his neck. Her teeth drag along with her kisses before she sinks against his skin once more. Once she has returned to a more normal state of mind she will apologize for the bites, but for now she nips at his shoulder and neck. One hand curls into his hair while the other twists itself into the nightshirt he still wears.
Her half-closed gaze moves up to find his once he slows to a brief stop. Her breathing is deep and heavy, tail twitching as she tries to follow with what he might do when he continues. Surely, he cannot be tired now. If he is? She will find a creative way to continue. Whatever her nuhn might need is what she intends to see to.
Alkaid tilts her head back to kiss his chin then nudge it with her nose. She will hold onto him however he wishes once they've indulged as much as they would like. Which is why she nudges his chin once more. She feels that anticipation has yet to be clenched for both of them. ]
W-what would you... have me do, my lord? [ Her breathing is still deep and heavy which causes her voice to hitch and pause to gather breath for it. ] O-or should I tend to myself...?
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He grinds against her and something akin to an excited whine comes from her. Her nose presses into his skin once more before she trails open mouth kisses along his neck. Her teeth drag along with her kisses before she sinks against his skin once more. Once she has returned to a more normal state of mind she will apologize for the bites, but for now she nips at his shoulder and neck. One hand curls into his hair while the other twists itself into the nightshirt he still wears.
Her half-closed gaze moves up to find his once he slows to a brief stop. Her breathing is deep and heavy, tail twitching as she tries to follow with what he might do when he continues. Surely, he cannot be tired now. If he is? She will find a creative way to continue. Whatever her nuhn might need is what she intends to see to.
Alkaid tilts her head back to kiss his chin then nudge it with her nose. She will hold onto him however he wishes once they've indulged as much as they would like. Which is why she nudges his chin once more. She feels that anticipation has yet to be clenched for both of them. ]
W-what would you... have me do, my lord? [ Her breathing is still deep and heavy which causes her voice to hitch and pause to gather breath for it. ] O-or should I tend to myself...?