[As soon as she feels his tongue and his mouth close over her...]
Eustace—
[Dream be damned, she drops the act so fast, every little thought she had being wiped clean from her mind as he finally gives her a piece of what she wants, but it's a big enough piece that it has her shaking, gripping onto that pleasure tight so she doesn't fall so quickly. She's already soaked, ripe with the taste of her arousal that trickles down her thighs, all there just for him. An appetizer before the main course.
But when his fangs come down, that intense sharpness that suddenly jolts up into her is quickly washed away by the pleasure that follows, and just when she starts to feel that coil in her belly ready to snap...
She grinds her hips into his face, forcing his fingers knuckle-deep until she's staining his tongue with her first climax that hits her so hard and so suddenly that she hadn't even seen it coming, and her voice breaks as his name blankets the room, the steam swallowing it up.
And along those vines that pull at her that much tighter as she writhes and bends and shivers violently under him are the familiar red starflowers.]
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Eustace—
[Dream be damned, she drops the act so fast, every little thought she had being wiped clean from her mind as he finally gives her a piece of what she wants, but it's a big enough piece that it has her shaking, gripping onto that pleasure tight so she doesn't fall so quickly. She's already soaked, ripe with the taste of her arousal that trickles down her thighs, all there just for him. An appetizer before the main course.
But when his fangs come down, that intense sharpness that suddenly jolts up into her is quickly washed away by the pleasure that follows, and just when she starts to feel that coil in her belly ready to snap...
She grinds her hips into his face, forcing his fingers knuckle-deep until she's staining his tongue with her first climax that hits her so hard and so suddenly that she hadn't even seen it coming, and her voice breaks as his name blankets the room, the steam swallowing it up.
And along those vines that pull at her that much tighter as she writhes and bends and shivers violently under him are the familiar red starflowers.]