Sunbeam Lair [m] who try to turn you

when it is finished; praimfaya lets out a soft sigh of satisfaction. it was, perhaps, not as smooth as her time spent in the arms of the golden man but it quieted the demanding fire of her body. and for that, she is grateful. she is unsure for how much longer she would have to suffer it and hopes that with her second suitor — now brushing against her side — would be the last. sleeping around with strangers doesn't exactly tickle her fancy but, with any luck, it would end with the result she hopped for.

the nibble of his teeth at her nape drawls a soft whine from her; enjoying it for a prolonged moment. she shifts then, giving herself space to offer him a soft nip to his jaw; of thanks.

she lingers for a bit longer before eventually heading her own way.

edited a conclusion for archival.