brave_kreyu (
brave_kreyu
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2024-04-13 09:53 pm (UTC)
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She moans in pleasure at the images he paints in her mind, at his hips rubbing against her, his wings.
"Yes. Want that," she tells him, shivering from pleasure and arousal. Her hands grasp at his kilt, attempt to unfold it, get it off of him.
She kisses his collar bones, his shoulders, seeking to grow that heat in his chest and groin.
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"Yes. Want that," she tells him, shivering from pleasure and arousal. Her hands grasp at his kilt, attempt to unfold it, get it off of him.
She kisses his collar bones, his shoulders, seeking to grow that heat in his chest and groin.