Two Eyes Cenote ancient ones

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He was watching her from the corner of his eye, witnessing the evolution in her mien; first, the stiffening shock at his touch, then the craving burned through her own body and into her eyes as she turns. Her arousal brought about a more urgent caress of his tongue and he was sufficed to gloat in this abandonment for so long as she wanted…

But her words were a shock that ceased his preening. He was looking to her in full now, the deep gold of his eyes flashing their conflicted impressions.

“Is it what you want, Toula?” His thoughts flowed. He pined after her, over every inch of her, and for a time when instinct would win out over courtly waiting and it will be his ears that hear just how she moans as he fulfills her every need.

But even in the compulsion to agree, he could not press upon her what she was not prepared for. His desire, perhaps it would not be reigned in, but it would be pacified elsewhere until she felt it was time. This was her decision to make.