09-01-2023, 05:59 AM
Her kiss was hesitant for only a moment, and then she seemed to bloom. Or melt, rather. Her mouth opened to him and she let go.
Oh yeah, he liked that, liked it a lot. This was the kind of play he enjoyed, someone realizing this was what they wanted and finally giving into that desire.
Remembering his promise, he pulled on the power deeply, felt it fill him. He could taste the cool brandy and chocolate and cream on her lips and warm tongue, the soft feel of her mouth silky and welcoming, yielding and open. Her breath on his face was hot and rushed, feeling, hearing her heartbeat pound through her chest against his.
She wanted this. Her breath sped up as her hand grabbed his at her leg, hungrily slid it up her thigh. With the power, the material of the sweatpants was beyond soft, the feel of her thigh underneath solid as his hand drew ever closer to her sex.
Yeah, he was surprised at her bringing him into home so quickly. Not that he was gonna complain. You fucking kidding?
Her hand pressed and held his against a hardness he recognized instantly. Indeed, the power made every inch harder than he could have imagined.
And suddenly his world shifted, everything changing in an instant. Everything from this night reoriented itself, even as she pulled back, hand and face, the fear plain in her eyes, her face wincing, waiting for his reaction.
He didn't pull his hand away. Nope. Not in the slightest. Instead, he smiled broadly and left it there, adjusting, holding her with light pressure, gentle but definitely indicating his desire hadn't gone anywhere.
His voice was low and warm, trying to sound reassuring. "Don't worry Rune. I told you you're sexy." His smile deepened. "I meant it. That hasn't changed."
She had been scared to show him who she was. Was it possible this was her first time? Given the hail Mary and then her reaction, probably. He shifted so that he could pull her to close him, so that she could feel him against her, that he wanted her, wanted her real bad.
His heart pounded with desire, the power filling every inch of him, electrifying him somehow.
Nope. None of that had changed at all.
He kissed her again with that power in him.
Oh yeah, he liked that, liked it a lot. This was the kind of play he enjoyed, someone realizing this was what they wanted and finally giving into that desire.
Remembering his promise, he pulled on the power deeply, felt it fill him. He could taste the cool brandy and chocolate and cream on her lips and warm tongue, the soft feel of her mouth silky and welcoming, yielding and open. Her breath on his face was hot and rushed, feeling, hearing her heartbeat pound through her chest against his.
She wanted this. Her breath sped up as her hand grabbed his at her leg, hungrily slid it up her thigh. With the power, the material of the sweatpants was beyond soft, the feel of her thigh underneath solid as his hand drew ever closer to her sex.
Yeah, he was surprised at her bringing him into home so quickly. Not that he was gonna complain. You fucking kidding?
Her hand pressed and held his against a hardness he recognized instantly. Indeed, the power made every inch harder than he could have imagined.
And suddenly his world shifted, everything changing in an instant. Everything from this night reoriented itself, even as she pulled back, hand and face, the fear plain in her eyes, her face wincing, waiting for his reaction.
He didn't pull his hand away. Nope. Not in the slightest. Instead, he smiled broadly and left it there, adjusting, holding her with light pressure, gentle but definitely indicating his desire hadn't gone anywhere.
His voice was low and warm, trying to sound reassuring. "Don't worry Rune. I told you you're sexy." His smile deepened. "I meant it. That hasn't changed."
She had been scared to show him who she was. Was it possible this was her first time? Given the hail Mary and then her reaction, probably. He shifted so that he could pull her to close him, so that she could feel him against her, that he wanted her, wanted her real bad.
His heart pounded with desire, the power filling every inch of him, electrifying him somehow.
Nope. None of that had changed at all.
He kissed her again with that power in him.
"Good and ill.
We're like the wind,
we blows both ways."
- Mad Sweeney, American Gods
- Mad Sweeney, American Gods