So sweet, Skellig is, even when he does not speak. One day, maybe she will believe she is worthy of all she has been given. Her worship as a goddess, the vast depths of devotion from her husband, seem more than she is worthy of.
"Going to kneel before you in my temple, in THAT dress. Give you the fantasy we talked about after my appearance in the capital city."
She licks his thigh, one long slow line from his knee up.
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Date: 2024-09-23 02:01 am (UTC)"Going to kneel before you in my temple, in THAT dress. Give you the fantasy we talked about after my appearance in the capital city."
She licks his thigh, one long slow line from his knee up.