Naito Eiji - M Ä Ö Ú M Ì Ð ñ Ì G H † ([personal profile] onceandfuturemaou) wrote2020-11-15 07:50 pm
bountyhead: (don't want to break nail)

sorry for the wait!!

[personal profile] bountyhead 2020-12-02 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her tongue is snatched like an insect in a Venus flytrap and she gasps from the sensation. Within seconds, their lips are colliding into a spirited kiss — no blood, just spit. She moves onto his lap just as he pulls her in close, grunting against his mouth at the pressure applied that brings her body flush against his beefy frame. She seems to melt right into the kiss; her arms draping over his shoulders while her thighs squeeze around his lap. As if she had planned this all along, like some kind of succubus.

An involuntary moan rolls off her tongue as it wrestles with his and she finds herself unable to pull away, not so much because she probably couldn't anyway, but more because she doesn't necessarily want to. She makes a trek up his neck using her hands, all the way to his hair, where her fingers then curl, forming a grip, and she tugs. ]