Coconut Grove sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last

It was definitely slow, slower than he or she from the looks of it would like - but he would bathe in this moment, drink it up for, who knows if it would happen again. Each touch was a hot gift. He could feel her anticipation rising just as it did with him, feeding off her excitement fed his eagerness and he grew bolder with his embraces. Only to break as she pulled away to gaze at him, and naturally, he did the same. 

Honey hues did not glimmer in the same lust that he felt for Vespera in the spur of the moment, it was softer in a way, filled with intense desire but something more than just the need to breed. Over the months of them meeting, every moment spent together his attachment grew. She teased and he loved it, making right now sweeter as their meetings grew with more intimacy with every passing moment. Whatever she felt for him in return barely mattered. 

What did matter was right here and now. 

Vocals vibrated deeply as she traced along his jaw. Her teasing only riling him up further as a coy grin grew on the expressive side of the marred knight's face. He wanted her. He wanted to please her any way he could and that single eye as it peered down to her silently tried to communicate it. She was slowly becoming his new obsession, the one he thought of perhaps a little too often and now with her scent littering Rusalka it was harder to think of anything else.