Duskfire Glacier [m] diet mountain dew

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lousine didn't answer above a hum.

she let him be as rough or as gentle with her as he wanted. she sought his pleasure and his alone in that moment. she was merely a vessel. and she liked it that way.

when she finally parted from him, she nestled at his flank, preening the fine hairs of his shoulder with her tongue. she kissed the fissures in his skin. the meat sat untouched, still, and it was only now that lousine realized. crows were beginning to land nearby.

her gaze caught his for the first time in a while and she could not help but break out into a grin. perhaps it was merely the afterglow, but she thought she could have died happily, right there and then, so long as this moment was her last.