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[bloodofithuriel]

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( how quickly she's turned into a needy thing within his arms, how willingly she banishes that dare in favor of losing herself in him, the notes of his shampoo and a slight tinge of sweat clouding her senses, how that swell of pressure from being filled comes with a little more give. he's never had her, never been told a breaths worth of what she liked, what she preferred, and yet he cants his hips in a way that nudges his tip up against those hidden spots within her and she's grateful for his mouth seeking out her own.

a clip of a whimper twines with that moan of his and the kiss is messy, distracted, unaware of just how harshly she takes that lower pout of his between her teeth. she'd told him she didn't want gentle and she'd meant it, not here, not when there's enough trust to let him see what she really needed, to drive him there.

she's drunk off the sound of him, her name echoing again and again, over and over in a way only he could say it, a way she'd never thought she'd be so desperate to hear. it's a lack of control in her current position that makes her all the more antsy, famished, that kiss coming in detached pieces between pants in time with each of his thrusts. forehead presses against his, lifting her weight with what leverage she has to curve in to him with every hit. )

Harder. ( she's not afraid to ask for it. maybe he didn't know what he was getting into, indulging her this way, but she's intent to let him find out. )