Duskfire Glacier [m] stargirl

fade?

lousine’s silence in response spoke louder than her frustration, louder than any plea she might have made. she accepted, and faust, in turn, took what was given to him without question.
his touch was claiming, an unspoken assertion of his presence. there was nothing delicate in the way he explored her, no room for hesitation. each press of his lips against her skin left heat in its wake, branding her beneath the weight of his affection.
she was his. that was what her body told him, what her voice, growing breathless and unrestrained, confirmed. the world around them had no say in it—there was no audience, no outside force to temper them. only this. only them.
and as his mouth traced the path downward, her thoughts folded into themselves, consumed by the want, the need, the certainty.