Date: 2023-08-01 03:00 am (UTC)
zauberdecke: <user name=noxarcanaart site=twitter> / Commission - do not take (Default)
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[ Essek had not quite expected this and the sound that he made was nearly unholy in it's tenor, the sweetness of the tongue-- how wet and filthy that tongue felt as it spread slick against his entrance; and Essek was gripping against the seat as he shifted his head to mouth against the back of the seat, to let out a soft moan that reverberated, and then he pushed his hips back greedily. His skin was warm, would be made warmer by Bren's ministrations.

The bite caused him to hiss but that was neither pain either.

The scent that drifted from him was something primal, it was a call to the werewolf. A enticing fragarance that was born of the need to mate, to claim-- his hips rolling. ]
I ache for you..

[ And he did, he ached-- it was something settled deep into core, the desire to have Bren rutting against him as if they were nothing more than raging beasts. His fingers dug into squabs of the seat, and he rent it with sharp nails only briefly-- he would leave marks there but he would also pay the driver handsomely for any repairs that the interior needed ] The only thing that will take this ache away is you..

[ And yet, to satiate himself-- he knew he would have to ache with the pounding of Bren's prick as it struck home over and over again ]
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