Naaghai Lowlands [m] Bitis

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he was burning. eset was a brand of fire which breathed heat into him as if a bellows flared between their bodies. 

the sound in her throat was feral; it glistened in unseen patterns of want, singed to a body gone malleable in the strong, demanding circlet of her arms; his breath heated the wall of stone as he was put against it, marvelling at how hungry his flesh was for her order.

eset's voice was a jeweled whisper. khusobek eagerly descended, body bearing the points of her teeth in a proud arc of fanged stippling that would be visible from throat to flank — for a moment of pure conflagration, it was only the crocodile, the falcon, and the marble behind him.

melody had ordered. inji had been timid until the last. eset was neither; she came for him with the force of a lioness prowling through the shadows of a desert night, and he answered with the shuddering bleat of a gazelle caught in her teeth.

once more; a scintillating pause wherein they drank the glint of one another's gaze; khusobek's embrace was poised, his breath trembling against her dark fur, willing eset to command him for the finality, his ears begging to hear any demand in her smokewoven voice.