There's something delicious and decadent about being allowed into him, something that makes her press deeper, slowly filling his mind with her essence. He calls to her and his voice rings through her like a bell, sending a shiver of delight resonating through her.
Here. Touch me here.
In the physical plane, she draws him down to her, the increased contact making it easier for her to direct his limited senses to where she needs him the most. Tangling with him, sweet and slow, she crawls along his long bones, breathes along his nerves, drowns herself in his essence, fearless, boundless, ageless.
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Date: 2010-11-29 06:44 am (UTC)Here. Touch me here.
In the physical plane, she draws him down to her, the increased contact making it easier for her to direct his limited senses to where she needs him the most. Tangling with him, sweet and slow, she crawls along his long bones, breathes along his nerves, drowns herself in his essence, fearless, boundless, ageless.