The heat at the base of Luka's spine and the toxin still simmering in his blood have his body in a state of revolt, given how languid his ministrations are. But this is hardly the first time in his long unlife had he's been high of hormones, toxins, or the steam heat of a day spent between the sheets. He winds Kaivodulin's legs around him, lifts her hips from the bed and sinks in deeper. His body's impatience adds a needy twinge to his own pleasure that he enjoys too much to let go of yet, and like this he gets to watch her all unraveled under him. A wild, ravenous dream of her usual self.
He sighs and talks nonsense back to her, rolling his hips and guiding hers against him, so their bodies draw together and part with a deep, steady drag. Huffing softly, color rising in his face as the fire moves up his back and fills his head with smoke, Luka closes his hands around her waist and pulls Kaivodulin against him. She weight nothing to him, he could use her as a toy.
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Date: 2023-11-20 06:27 pm (UTC)He sighs and talks nonsense back to her, rolling his hips and guiding hers against him, so their bodies draw together and part with a deep, steady drag. Huffing softly, color rising in his face as the fire moves up his back and fills his head with smoke, Luka closes his hands around her waist and pulls Kaivodulin against him. She weight nothing to him, he could use her as a toy.