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Oberon V̴͍̄ò̴͍r̵̨̅t̶̥̂i̵̬̓g̶̩͋ę̸͆r̶̬̍n̷͕͘ ([personal profile] midsummerlies) wrote in [community profile] decorator 2024-12-10 10:50 am (UTC)

[ His breathing has gotten so heavy. Each time their lips part, he practically gasps against her... before he presses his lips to hers once more, hungrily... or rather, needily kissing her as her fingers send shudders of sensation up his spine.

For a brief moment, as her thumb slides over his tip, his hands suddenly grip her a little tighter... his claws briefly digging into her skin... but relenting just before they can dig too deep. His self control is slipping, the thought... scares him. ]


Yeah... I'll do just that...

[ ...But he keeps his hands on her. He keeps his claws on her, so dangerous and yet so careful even as they drift further down her back, running down the soft curve of her body as they reach her hips... reaches even lower...

...His claw is the first thing to touch it, to prod at the opening between her legs. With her chest so close to his, she'll be able to feel his own heart start to beat so much faster. Come to think of it, he's never used his hands down there, has he? Everywhere else, yes... his tail, certainly... but his hands—his claws—always kept just enough distance...

But that's changed now... as almost certainly, a clawed digit starts to invade that place. ]

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