For tonight, their king did not move.
For tonight, their king did not move.
───── To take it in. Reminding his hands they still knew how to cradle something alive and voluntarily straddling his collapse. “ Mm … you always did have a cruel tongue, Lisa.
Sharp enough to wake the dead—or worse ───── me. ”
───── To take it in. Reminding his hands they still knew how to cradle something alive and voluntarily straddling his collapse. “ Mm … you always did have a cruel tongue, Lisa.
Sharp enough to wake the dead—or worse ───── me. ”
This isn’t adolescent lust ───── the emotional undercurrent of his grip found the swell of her rear, claiming every inch the skirt tried to veil, his thumb curled inward toward the cleft, settling just above it. He drew her weight down harder onto his hips, to feel it all.
This isn’t adolescent lust ───── the emotional undercurrent of his grip found the swell of her rear, claiming every inch the skirt tried to veil, his thumb curled inward toward the cleft, settling just above it. He drew her weight down harder onto his hips, to feel it all.
to the edge of the sheets beside him. He needed the grounding.
“ You know, if you ride a dead man long enough, he might forget he’s meant ───── to stay still. ”
Everything here felt of a man rediscovering sensation, as if the world outside the bed no longer matters.
to the edge of the sheets beside him. He needed the grounding.
“ You know, if you ride a dead man long enough, he might forget he’s meant ───── to stay still. ”
Everything here felt of a man rediscovering sensation, as if the world outside the bed no longer matters.
at her hips teasing the border of intention pooling in soft folds over his lower stomach. He could feel her ───── bare thighs frame him, bracketing his waist and the suggestion of her hips ───── where they met the low slope of his pelvis. Shunsui let his hand drift—backward, barely
at her hips teasing the border of intention pooling in soft folds over his lower stomach. He could feel her ───── bare thighs frame him, bracketing his waist and the suggestion of her hips ───── where they met the low slope of his pelvis. Shunsui let his hand drift—backward, barely
“ I’ve always asked myself who
would sit by my grave ───── the longest. Never thought about ───── who’d keep my body warm until I laid there. ”
Her skirt rode up as she shifted, the practiced motion of someone who knew exactly how to place herself. The fabric gathered
“ I’ve always asked myself who
would sit by my grave ───── the longest. Never thought about ───── who’d keep my body warm until I laid there. ”
Her skirt rode up as she shifted, the practiced motion of someone who knew exactly how to place herself. The fabric gathered
dipped closer, barely. Enough that he could feel the rise and fall of her against him. The scent of skin unperfumed, makes Shunsui’s response folds seamlessly into the moment. “ You’ve got a unique way of caring. ” The faintest glint of tired humor passed through his lashes.
dipped closer, barely. Enough that he could feel the rise and fall of her against him. The scent of skin unperfumed, makes Shunsui’s response folds seamlessly into the moment. “ You’ve got a unique way of caring. ” The faintest glint of tired humor passed through his lashes.