Kreyu's eyes are dark with want, twinkling with mischief. "Is that a challenge?" she purrs.
Her kiss on his lips is not chaste, not at all. Tender, passionate, deep, HUNGRY. She...can probably go between breaths longer than he can. Longer than the average human, for a certainty! She kisses him like she needs him more than air, like she's trying to distill every drop of desire, of want, she's ever felt into her lips on his.
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Date: 2024-04-15 03:28 am (UTC)Her kiss on his lips is not chaste, not at all. Tender, passionate, deep, HUNGRY. She...can probably go between breaths longer than he can. Longer than the average human, for a certainty! She kisses him like she needs him more than air, like she's trying to distill every drop of desire, of want, she's ever felt into her lips on his.