Two Eyes Cenote [m] claw & silt

ur not!! we can continue or fade <3

he might never know the exquisite anguish of those blown-glass thoughts, and perhaps it was for the best. khusobek only knew one way to vent such emotion, and it was her within his arms and he a carved idol to be wielded in any way she desired.

"i am glad you enjoyed my gift, eset," and his mouth performed a lazy pattern along the roundness of one slim shoulder. "i knew it could only belong to you."

what was love if not worship; he knew the hard and the driving, the heated, the moan, and these were the limits of the crocodile's language.

"when you see its heat, i want you to think of me," strong arms pulling her astride as if he was only a chariot of the finest order, and now his own eyes asked that she allow him to coax a new hymn from her pretty throat.