Ravensblood Forest calling me names just because of my skin color, you know?

wrapping w some agreed mild pp from noki<3

 

She didn't resist when he pulled her closer, nor when he curled himself gently over her. The mermaid was far too caught up in this moment- and the touch. With Mal, it was not something she could indulge herself in, not while their relations were unsure and he had other girls on higher thrones. With Abaddon, there were no complications. No future or plans or decisions to worry about. Only the present, and passion, which she was glad she could give into. Kisses of his own, more spectacular than the tame and polite ones with the Neverwinter leader. She did not love Abaddon- but he was different in that he could provide that immediate satisfaction, that touch free of worry. We'll meet again, I promise it, She breathed in a whisper before continuing... letting them both go on with their passions for a while before they went on their separate ways again.