❪ honestly, he thinks the whole 'queen' thing is just an act, but he's not one to turn down a little roleplay here and there if it's offered so stubbornly, so he's eager to take the bate. the smirk that colors his lips is near predatory, amused and borderline carnal as a heady throb pangs through his lower half. he's not one for drawing things out if it isn't necessary, and it's not like he's got the proper space to wine and dine her body like he might like to, so he'll work with what he's got. ❫
Yeah?
I'll fuck you like you deserve, baby. You ain't gotta wory about that.
❪ it's only a testament to just how far gone he is in the chemicals and lust that the fangs that bare in front of him don't trigger that instinctive drive within him. right now, all he can think about his burying himself inside the heat of her, taking her up against that roughened wall until she comes apart again and again. a hiss slips from his lips as her fingers bite crescents into his skin, a stunted grunt huffing free, and he's giving a last grope to her ass before he can be heard fiddling with the fastening of his jeans, tugging them open and pulling his cock free from the confines of his briefs.
next is her panties, which he merely shifts to the side, just enough to run the swell of his head between her silk-like folds, a crazed relief causing pupils to swell as he revels in the sight of her. part of him wants to tease her, make her ask for it, but he'd prefer having her beg for more, and so it's with a shaky breath that he's pressing himself inside, fully to the hilt, lids fluttering closed just a moment and fingers pulsing at her throat as he reels in the feel of her, clutching him impossibly tight. ❫
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Yeah?
I'll fuck you like you deserve, baby. You ain't gotta wory about that.
❪ it's only a testament to just how far gone he is in the chemicals and lust that the fangs that bare in front of him don't trigger that instinctive drive within him. right now, all he can think about his burying himself inside the heat of her, taking her up against that roughened wall until she comes apart again and again. a hiss slips from his lips as her fingers bite crescents into his skin, a stunted grunt huffing free, and he's giving a last grope to her ass before he can be heard fiddling with the fastening of his jeans, tugging them open and pulling his cock free from the confines of his briefs.
next is her panties, which he merely shifts to the side, just enough to run the swell of his head between her silk-like folds, a crazed relief causing pupils to swell as he revels in the sight of her. part of him wants to tease her, make her ask for it, but he'd prefer having her beg for more, and so it's with a shaky breath that he's pressing himself inside, fully to the hilt, lids fluttering closed just a moment and fingers pulsing at her throat as he reels in the feel of her, clutching him impossibly tight. ❫