[she's glowing, waves of heat radiating off her as a blessing, cunt wet and dripping over his cock as she grinds against him. every touch is overwhelming, makes him reach for the dip of her waist and buck his hips and whine from the back of his throat. so desperate to get his hands on her, for the contact and connection, that he's grasping for one of her hands, bringing it up to his mouth to kiss the inside of her wrist. gentle lips turn into a hungry bite to return the favor of the still-aching mark she'd imprinted on his neck.
he hates that he thinks of porn, her voice feeding into all the parts of that bring him back to where he used to be, but she's coaxing and cooing at him in the most obscenely hot way.]
Yes, yeah— just like that, please-
[he's begging her, pleading, shuddering while her hand curls around his cock and he's slipping inside of her, their mixed arousal sticking to his skin. her cunt is so warm, hot, wet. tender flesh around his own, bare skin being the first to be inside of hers and hers alone. brief, underwhelming panic of getting her pregnant burns into the back of his mind, quickly snuffed out with the instinct that has to cum inside of her or else he - or else he'll die. that's how he feels.
nat is so confident and here he is submitting to her, but taking her, too. he's making her make those sounds, sounds he's never heard before. they've always had to be quiet and hush their moans from the cabin, but here her noises are almost animal-like and loud and comfortable.]
God, you feel so good, yes— I want to, can I?
[pain when she presses her thumb into the bite, but the good kind, nothing he's ever felt before. not with anyone, he doesn't want this with anyone but her. hips roll up to bury himself inside of her, and he really could cum right now, riding on the edge of it. fingers dig into the skin of her hip, forcing her down on him with each thrust, cock throbbing painfully.]
cw brief breeding kink?? mention
he hates that he thinks of porn, her voice feeding into all the parts of that bring him back to where he used to be, but she's coaxing and cooing at him in the most obscenely hot way.]
Yes, yeah— just like that, please-
[he's begging her, pleading, shuddering while her hand curls around his cock and he's slipping inside of her, their mixed arousal sticking to his skin. her cunt is so warm, hot, wet. tender flesh around his own, bare skin being the first to be inside of hers and hers alone. brief, underwhelming panic of getting her pregnant burns into the back of his mind, quickly snuffed out with the instinct that has to cum inside of her or else he - or else he'll die. that's how he feels.
nat is so confident and here he is submitting to her, but taking her, too. he's making her make those sounds, sounds he's never heard before. they've always had to be quiet and hush their moans from the cabin, but here her noises are almost animal-like and loud and comfortable.]
God, you feel so good, yes— I want to, can I?
[pain when she presses her thumb into the bite, but the good kind, nothing he's ever felt before. not with anyone, he doesn't want this with anyone but her. hips roll up to bury himself inside of her, and he really could cum right now, riding on the edge of it. fingers dig into the skin of her hip, forcing her down on him with each thrust, cock throbbing painfully.]