Qeya River [m] star knife

she arched beneath him, her breath hitching as his warmth pressed into her, their movements a rhythm both ancient and unyielding. eyes glimmered like molten gold, holding his gaze as if she could draw the very essence of him into her soul. her voice, low and laced with fervor, spilled into the air between them.

you will eat the sun, she whispered, her tone sultry, her words a promise that carried the weight of something primal. her lips parted in a sly, breathless smile, the embers of her passion igniting further under his touch. and i… the stars. together, we will leave the heavens empty, claimed by our hunger.

she let her head tilt back, exposing the curve of her neck to him, a gesture as yielding as it was bold. her body pressed closer, their heat entwined, her voice dropping lower still. take everything, sun eater. leave nothing untouched. what you do not claim, i will.

the night deepened around them, but the fire they stoked burned far brighter, threatening to eclipse even the celestial light above.