"Perhaps I just need to show my neediness for your attention more, hm? Follow you down to work for stolen moments? It is my home after all. I can do whatever I want." Aiden'll tease, nuzzling against his nymph with a purr. Despite his lustful nature, Aiden had always enjoyed having sweet moments before and or after things got hot and heavy. And spoiling Amelia with such gentle affections is his favorite pastime. Especially when he could get those cheeks of hers to flush by the most innocent means.
"And what? You'll hear the report and punish me for it~? I'm curious as to what you'd even do if I give you free reign to even do so. Starve me while you do things in front of me? Try to get me to beg?" Aiden just couldn't help himself and with his head now held within her hands, he'll playfully snap his jaws at his mate while hands of his own lightly tickled her sides. "You wish for a boy? I honestly didn't think you'd agree to it, love." The faun knew Amelia wouldn't ever say no to him anyways. They worked hard for what they have going for each other now. Everything fell into their proper places and the bat couldn't ask for more. Sure, he does struggle with the fear of relapsing with old habits, but he tries his best to stray strong for his family. A lowly hum came from the male as his nymph placed a loving kiss upon his lips. Even with how brief it was, he was sure to return it with equal passion. However, when she licked his lower lip, Aiden couldn't help but growl playfully. That always got him excited and she knew it well. "You don't have to ask me twice, Ophelie~." He'll coo, leaning in to pepper her face with kisses, a nip or two in between. While distracting her with showered affection, his hands will busy themselves trying to rid his mate of what remains in his way of feeling her heat. Aiden is half tempted to rip them right off, but the articles in question just might be her favorites.
"For the love of Lucifer, you're so beautiful." Elénaril praised her, nudging her head slightly so that he may bury his face within the crook of her neck. He takes in her scent with a deep inhale before he begins making a mark upon her neck -- rolling and suckling soft flesh between sharp teeth. He loved giving his nymph terrible hickies. "Pull me out," His hot breath teased her love bitten neck. "Tell me how much you love me, Ophelie." Because he loved hearing it.
A gasp escaped her, faking her shock at his suggestion, before her lips poised into an impish smile. “You know you can do that any time, even if it's a bit scandalous." Her cheeks were soft blue as she leaned in, closure as she bumped her forehead gently against his. A purr escapes her.
A grin appears before a hand pats his cheeks, “Hm, perhaps. Who knows? I mean,n I could do any of those things, but you will have to put yourself in a situation like that to find out.” A snap of the teeth given back as she laughed a little. His touch warmed her body in the right way.
“Mm! Sugar, wouldn't a boy be cute. I can imagine him with my hair.” Grante,d she didn't think so either. But she couldn't say no. She loved carrying his children. She loved being his mate. They worked harder to keep their peace and not let past mistakes rule them.
The pepper affections made her laughed as she lets out pleasant sighs. “Oh, Elénaril~”. As hands started to remove her clothing, the spirit guide would've aided him until her petite form was revealed. Hands roaming around her body made her feel just right. Thankfully he didn't destroy her clothing this time.
Her flush deepens as she moves her head to the side, exposing the crook of her neck to a heartened breath. Red locks pulled around her as she moaned out from the pinching and soothing pain that came from the hickeys. Her body responded with shifts of curves and arousal growing. One hand roaming hid back by having her index and pointer finger tracing along.
But a hand didn't waste time and skillfully unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Pushing down the fabric before reaching to pull his cock from the confines. Soft hands started pumping with a firm grasp, occasionally palming the tip. “ I love you more than the sun itself! You are the sun who chases my moon. The light that gives my moonlight, Elénaril. I love you so much. I want all your children.”
"Pull me out," His hot breath teased her love-bitten neck. "Tell me how much you love me, Ophelie." Because he loved hearing it.













