“We have located the wolfs mistress” a maid barged into Aurial’s room holding a maps of the grounds surrounding that surrounded the Manor. The Manor’s property went on for acres and acres making it impossible to even bother clearing it of the animals that lived in the forests. Rumours of werewolf’s appearing on the grounds had been circling through the house. Most vampires paid no mind to it knowing that only an insane werewolf would dare enter the home of the most vile vampires on the planet. Knowing that she had the cure for herself werewolf hunting sounded like a marvelous idea.
Making her way over to her trunk of potions she took out the vial of blood containing the cure. Tucking it into her outfit she could help but smile with glee at the though of an adventure for the night. Her knives were freshly sharpened as she got ready to head out. Hearing the door open she did not bother to look up. “Master Maxentius wishes to enter” “Let him in” with that she closed her trunk strapping in the small knifes she had on hand.
Maxentius had returned to his own bed at dusk before Aurial rose for the evening. His body was making it impossible to ignore his need to feed for much longer. He spent the early evening reading in the library to avoid the hunger as long as possible. The slaves here were hard to communicate with. Their fear over-shadowed reason, and he didn’t look forward to talking them into giving him a bite. Instead of venturing down to the basement just yet, he went back to Aurial’s chambers to distract himself further. The activity of the room could be sensed from the halls. A sense of excitement leaked out from the crack under the door like a thick fog sweeping through the corridor. he knocked on her door with a cock brow, his curiosity peaked. A maid answered and bid him wait.
When he was allowed through, Max faced Aurial’s busy form packing. He leaned in the door frame and folded his arms over his wide chest. “Planning a trip?” he wondered. Max tilted his head playfully as he fixed a mischievous expression over his features in order to tease her. In truth, the bustle made him nervous. It had the nature of foreboding that put the barbarian on edge. He hid it well with his light manner.
Aurial turned to look at him briefly offering him a small smile before making her way over to her wardrobe. Leaning in she pulled out the clothes that hung on the bar and walked over to place it on the bed “Wolf hunting” she explained as her heels tapped on the ground making her way back to the wooden box. Leaning in she pulled on the wooden back board of the wardrobe causing it to come loose. Tossing it behind her she pulled out a metal box that contained darts filled with wolfsbane. She had had them made a few decades ago when she first encountered a wolf. Since then she had carried them around with her where ever she went.
“I assume you’ll be staying in the manor, trying to feed?” she asked knowing he had not feed in a few days. When a vampire wasn’t properly fed it was noticeable their walk became slower, their movements not as quick. His chuckle lacked humor even at that. “You should rest” she said straightening herself out before walking back to the bed.
Max’s smile faded with her words. He’d heard of the sudden interest in hunting for the wolves occupying the caves some distance from the Manor. He had been quite interested himself. The venom in the wolf bite was lethal to the undead. Maxentius wouldn’t mind taking some of his private collection of weaponry down to the hunt and picking a fight with one of the more vicious of the wolves. The practice would the most dangerous the house could manage. The thought of Aurial participating didn’t sit well with the warrior. He kicked off the doorway and stepped further into the bedroom.
“I do not need rest. What sort of warrior would I be to sit out of the fight.” His eyes traveled over the gear she made ready. His thoughts had settled on the fact that she was doing so for not. There was no way he would risk her life while he could prevent her going. This exercise packing as she was, was the only she would be getting. At least, until he returned. He supposed a fiery tumble would suit after basking in the kill. The image of her withering body over the bed sent a heat wave through Max’s veins. “Perhaps you should be resting tonight.” His eyes returned to her as he stopped just behind her.
“there is no way I’m staying in” she explained as she turned a cheek to look back at him “I’ve faced them before do not for a second assume that I am scared of some mutts” turning her attention to him so that her front was facing his she placed her hands on his chest giving him a slight chat. “I’d rather you stay” Aurial knew she twice his age, making her stronger than he was. She wasn’t going to let him go out there with a chance of not returning. Sure he could kill some but the possibilities of him not getting a single bite was out of the question.
“I know what I’m doing, Max.” she said pushing him away gently to head to the blood bag that was sitting on the counter. Pocking it with the straw laying next to it she took a sip Placing her hands on her slip hips she shifted her weight to one side “we won’t take very long. It’s only rumoured to be a handful nothing more to worry about”
The male gave a knowing sigh. Bringing his hands up from his hips, he crossed his arms again and let her rant as she would. Remaining quiet, he reasoned if he allowed her a moment to let off steam, he could persuade her to forget this venture. However, at the mention of the male vampire that he’d verbally pried off her earlier, Max stiffened and grew grave. His eyes heated with a mixture of anger and jealous as his chest expanded with hot air. “Well, I’ll be sure to send him some flowers and a nice ‘thank you’ card should Marius not let you get ravaged by the wolves,” he growled through clenched teeth.
Strolling over to the door, he threw it closed and turned the lock. He took the key from the hole and tucked it away in his pants pocket before barricading the space with his strong and capable body then turned to face her again, arms crossed more tightly this time. “You’re not going.” His lust for her had boiled over into a possessive craze. If she was not careful, he would soon lose control and show her just what he was capable of doing. Whether it be werewolves or her temper, Max would fight to the very lengths of his ability. Something which was no match for man or beast as of yet.
“Like you’re the type to send flowers or cards, Max” she huffed moving over to her hunting gear. Folding over the leather flaps to the knifes she had decided would be of no use to her. Pushing them to the end of the bed she turned to look at him as his playful tone turned in a soft growl. Raising an eyebrow she watched as he made his way over to the door. For a moment she was taken back at what he was doing. “Open the door” she demanded taking long strides from where she was standing to where the door was. The door was heaver than most, making it almost impossible for slaves to open them when they occupied the vampires rooms. This making it harder for Aurial to even try to open the door herself without the key.
“I demand for you to open this door Maxenius” clenching her teeth she raised an eyebrow “you have no right over me or my whereabouts now open that door or I will break it down myself” she hissed crossing her arms over her chest in a rebellious manor.
Max grinned softly at the female. She was so cute when she thought she could underestimate him. He had not had an actual hunt that ended in blood shed since the time of his mortality. His blood rang at the very thrill of it just before him now. To wield a weapon and take down a kill, Max nearly bounced up and down on his toes with excitement. But to have Aurial there in the thick of the fight, even though she was older than he, dulled the joyous event. The distraction she proved was not one he relished. “I cannot have you there, princess. I don’t doubt your abilities, but I cannot concentrate if you are in the corner of my eye fighting the one thing that could bring you down.”
He glanced over her body. The appeal of her sexual nature alerted him again. “Busy yourself with a bath, relax. When I return, I will more than make up for my absence.” A feral smirk curled at his mouth as he dropped his chin, effectively hooding his eyes seductively. His hands were balanced over his hips in a lax manner. His palms itched to reach out and hold her curves, pulling her to him to end this argument quickly. In the back of his mind, he knew she would not the issue die so easily.
“well that is why you will not be there” she exclaimed as she put down her things. “I can’t have you fighting with them, they’d go for you first” she explained. She knew that he’s be the one brought down first. he had the build of a warrior and no doubt he’d be the first target “I can’t have you being at risk here, Max. Stay, I’ll be fine. Alacer and Marius will be there” she knew she hated both men but they did have a way of protecting her when the time came.
“Busy myself with a bath? Ha. Why don’t you busy yourself with a bath while I go do big girl things and bring down these little pups” a small smirk painted itself on her lips as she watched him. “You’re not going” she said sternly as she faced him. “And thats not a request” she ordered knowing he’s try to defy her anyway but this time he wouldn’t win.
The warrior was balancing over a thin line of control. Something she seemed to inspire in him quite often. Warrior fury mixed with barbaric desire sparked in his chest and fueled his urges as she continued to push him with her stubborn fire and beguiling tongue. His eyes roamed over her familiar attire. Her huntress robes licked the flames of his lust, stirring it into a raging wall of heat consuming his masculine form. The tight leather of her breeches hugged her curves all the way up to her slender waist. Maxentius praised his dead gods that she was not a skinny little thing with nothing to grab onto. Her vest was layered with rows of blades accessible over her amble breasts which perked under the thin garb of her sleeveless shirt.
Max licked his lips subtly in order to moisten his dry mouth. His eyes flared when she suggested she break through the door he blocked from her path. There was a pause before a lethal grin spread over his lips. “By all means,” he started. Lifting his arms from his chest, he removed his shirt in a graceful pull then dropped it to the floor off to the side as calmly as a human would breathe. His naked chest expanded in masculine pride, his arms dropping down to his sides, flexing the muscles there. He strode forward, breaking through the little space left between them and snatched up against the bare flesh of his front. He picked her up by her thighs had her hips cradled his waist. Spinning them back around, he slammed her back against the damned door. “Let us break it down together,” he growled huskily, looking down into her face with a smoldering expression that left no room for guessing what exactly he was suggesting. His cock hardened against the lining of her feminine slit. Max rubbed his hips into her to emphasize his point.
Watching as the man removed his shirt she could not help but notice the endless scares that lines his chest and torso. Curious as to why she hadn’t noticed them before. Maybe it was because she couldn’t bother to think about anything else but her inside of him. She could have lunged at him. Beaten him down enough to take back the key and escape but the pulled of his hands on her small body brought back the passion she had thought had been lost the nights before. Her body slammed agains’t the wooden door, with a yelp she watched him. Rage mixed with lust linger through his eyes as he growled at her. Sending a frenzy of emotions to run down her body.
Letting out un un wanted moan as she felt his harden shaft rub up agains’t the fabric of her pants she shut her eyes. “max” she whispered as if her heart had jumped up to her throat. The craving for him was taking over her body. Legs lightly shook with the temptation of his body ravishing every last bit of hers. Her hands ran into his hair tangling them around his thick curls. Pulling his head back she leaned forward grazing her teeth along his jawline.
The male gave a pained groan as the passion of her embrace twisted his guts in the pit of his stomach. His eyes slammed closed to savor the feel of her rough teeth crawling along the side of his jaw. His grip tightened around her legs to press her further into the door and keep her up off the ground. His pelvis ground into her center to relieve himself of some of the tension building up in him. Forcing himself to pull back, he reached down and ripped through her trousers, tearing the material to shreds with resounding rips that echoed through the room. He threw the fabric away as he had done his shirt except with a little more enthusiasm. The metal handles of the knifes on her chest pressed against his own uncomfortably. He barely noticed as he switched from one goal to another. Once her pants and underwear were out of his way, he pushed his hips back into her to hold her up so he could work the top half of her clothing off of her body.
Max grunted with pleasure as the vest slipped off her arms. His face came down to hers to steel a brief, hard kiss before divesting her of her shirt. Max lowered his mouth to bite her breast through the material of her bra, not destroying the fabric as he did her lower garments. His deft hands smoothed up her naked sides to reach around and unclasp the bra. His open palms traveled up her shoulder-blades then around to pull down the straps and eventually throw aside the thing. It was then Max kissed her knotting nipple then bit her bare flesh again as he had done the bra. Running his tongue along her collarbone, Max groped her where ever he could touch her, never sated to settle in one place.
Aurial couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan. Her pants tore off like a piece of paper. In meer seconds he had her bottom half naked, ready to be pleased. Her hips shook as she rolled her pelvic agains’t hers. Wanting to feel the hardness of his shaft on her bare skin. Groaning out in pleasure she raced her hands across his perfectly chiseled body. Every touch burned agains’t her skin, causing her gut to twist and turn with anticipation. His hands roamed across her body removing every article of clothing she possessed. Vest dropped to the ground all she could hear were the clinks of the metal hitting the floor before she felt the sharp pain of his teeth think through her bra. A loud pleasurable moan trailed out of her lips as she pressed a hand behind his head pushing him forward. Her head pushed back agains’t the wooden door, moving her body up towards the ceiling with every movement.
“My darling” she groaned through gritted teeth. Not like before he didn’t waste time trying to build her up. His rough hands and powerful hips pushed up agains’t her. Feeling herself moisten up between her thighs she craved for his attention. “ah Max” she mumbled at just the thought of what he could to do her. Shutting her eyes tightly she hungrily bit at her lips. Nails now clawing down his shoulders to his chest craving whatever attention he would offer.
Max reached around her body to hug her against him as one hand shoved down between them to unbutton his jeans. He worked the button with a vengeance and yanked down the zipper. Wiggling his hips, he dropped his pants down and returned to the encasing comfort of her thighs. The tip of his member slid through her folds, spreading her sweet smelling juices between them. “Aurial,” he rasped, pressing his face into the crook of her neck and nuzzling his forehead there. His hips flexed again, teasing her opening before ultimately, denying himself no longer, gliding through her sleek passage. Max huffed in sweet relief, his eyes flying open where his lashes would tickle her skin. The pull of her was unlike anything Max could begin to describe or understand. He only knew he could not get enough and had to have more.
His hands caressed her thighs at his waist and moved up to cradle her breasts in his hungry palms. The peaks of her nipples hardened at his touch as it began to kneed her heavy, sensitive cleavage. Max weighed them in his palms before dropping his lips to place chaste kisses on each swell of lovely flesh. He kissed his way up her neck, over her chin, and finally placed a searing caress to her mouth where he devoured her whole.
His shaft moved down to her slight teasing her moisten folds. She wanted so desperately to force him into her. Take him whole, saver every last touch he had given her. Eyes shut tightly as her skin burned for attention. A frustrated moan finally escaped her lips as he entered her. “oh darling” she grunted between tightened teeth. Her fingers going to the nap of his neck, pulling at his luscious hair. As his head was forced back she crashed her lips into his. Hips rolling down onto his her tongue found its way into her mouth. Hit hot, burning mouth was like a shot of ecstasy. Her togue pushed through his lips demanding entry. Licking to roof of his mouth she whimpered tenderly at the rough pulls of his hands on her nipples.
Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him closer, Hips working harder to push him in deeper. She was lost in him for all she knew, his touch, his breath, his scent intoxicated her into an abyss od ecstasy. her body rode up the wall with every thrust forcing her back to scrap agains’t the hedges of the door. Grunting in pain she pushed it away once he began thrusting into her again.
Max caught her knee as she brought it up his side. He stretched her leg up and hooked her knee over his shoulder providing deeper penetration. His chin dropped as he gasped at the wicked sensation of her tightened pussy around his throbbing cock. His thrusts became more forceful if only to squeeze through her taut center. his free hand reached down and tweaked her swollen nub with little mercy or tenderness in his touch. He wanted her screams. He wanted her unable to deny their passion as she had done so easily after their first night together. He smiled viciously down at her as he continued to manipulate her body with the knowledge of his touch. No, she would not so easily forget again.
He kissed her mouth roughly, prying through her lips to taste her deeply. Running his kiss down her cheek and over her neck, he nipped and bit her flesh to leave his mark on her, however temporarily. “Who is making you feel this way, Aurial? Who is bending your body, teasing your nerves, and worshiping your flesh with all that you desire and secretly fight against to feel? Who demands you feel your sexuality flame, your hair roots bristle, and the very center of your womanhood give to my embrace? Speak my name, cry it to the heavens… Never deny me again….” He kissed her again, demanding. He needed to hear her acknowledge his words with words of her own as he claimed her body with all he possessed. “Aurial!”
Her legs bent back as they came to a halt around his neck. Her body clenched at his member making it harder for him to enter her. With force he penetrated her deeper causing harsh breathes to leave her lips. She but down on her lips hungrily as her hands found their way down to her chest, griping her puckered breasts she leaned her head back, lost in his touch. His words left his mouth and burned into her flesh, all she has built in the years she had spent alone were being threated at this moment. She couldn’t deny the passion she felt for him “max” she began as he pounded into her vigorously “maxentius” she screamed out when his lips caught her lips hushing her screams. Whimpers formed against his lips as she felt the bit of her stomach tighten in pain. Moaning out his name louder she watched him. His face drained in anger as he began pounding into her now throbbing cunt. She wanted to plead for him to stop be the gut feeling inside of her wanted him to ravish her to no end.
The warrior could hold out no longer. With the suddenness of his lust for her along with the fierceness of it, he thrust faster to bring her over with him as he breached the climax of his desire. Max ate at her mouth another moment before pulling away and dropping his head to hr chest. He rubbed his face backward and over along the mounds to get his feel of their soft, plush texture before taking a tense point in his cool mouth. His sucked her and nibbled at the flesh so harshly that it would bruise a mortal. He moved his head over to give the other equal attention. His hips pushed and turned her body to break with him to the point of ecstasy, his pelvis grinding into her bundle of nerves. His sack ached and became heavy before he slammed forward and buried himself deep within her to spill every ounce of desire he possessed for her into her needy body.
Max called out again, moving his hips in a circular motion to milk the orgasm until he was void of the nagging pain his lust plagued him with. The relief that soon followed caused the man to moan quietly and bury his face into Aurial’s neck. He kissed her lightly along the column of her neck and smiled against her skin. She’d pleased him greatly. Her passion was one he could never deny and one he could never imagine himself forfeiting easily. He wanted to murmur his praise of her against her skin, but he knew she would prickle at the words and push him away. He contented himself with the silence. Easing her leg off of his shoulder, he pulled out of her and rolled back onto the floor, pulling her with him to lay her over his chest. He wrapped his arms around her back and stroked his fingertips along her arm, resting his head back to the floor.
With every thrust he provided Aurial could feel her breath escaping her lungs. Caught in her throat the young blond pushed her head back into the rug not bearing to hold it in any longer “fuck” she moaned out in a haze one his shaft filled her with his sweet nectar The adrenaline rushed down her thighs causing her to lightly shake. Her spine curved in a pleasurable bend as she rode her orgasm to its extend. Toes curling as her hands reached up over her head as she tried to grasp on to anything for dear life.
Once he released her legs she laid there, lifeless. Crawling on top of him on his demand she rested her head on hid broad chest. sweaty and hot her sticky body laid on his as she felt her throbbing swollen cunt beg for attention. Reaching down she rubbed herself softly to relieve some of the stress before she whimpered out. Placing small kisses against his chest she closed her eyes.
The resonating thunk of pounding against the door from Max’s impassioned thrusts could, no doubt, be heard from down the hall. The big man grunted in aching satisfaction as the slip of her sheath housed him with each heated stroke. Max pulled away from her kiss and looked down into her face to catch the wince of unease that Max attested to the stabbing pain of the door hinges into her back. He slowed his thrust to pull her away from the door, wrapping his around around her back and lead her around then down, lowering them to the floor. He arching his protective body over her withering form, continuing his assault through her wanton cunt as he settled them on the carpet.
Max worked his arm under the nap of her neck to provide a pillow for her head and grazed his other thumb down her cheek before kissing her lips softly. The contrast of such a tender display to the force of his need was profound. His free hand traveled down her body to take hold of her hip and follow along with her answering thrusts. His own eased as the tension built close to climax. The male created a wider stroke with the same power as before but a more cautious and lengthy pace to wring every last ounce of desire from her body in order to give it back to her full-fold in the end. Max leaned down and traced the bud of her nipple through his lips, silently whispering dark promises he intended to reek over her entire being tonight.
Her body moved away from the door like a rag doll, placed on the ground she couldn’t help but place her hands agains’t it. Clenching and scratching at the soft material they now laid on she leaned back allowing him to tower over her naked, yearning body. Once he moved closer and slid a hand under her face she couldn’t help but whimper at the sweet gesture of his barbarian ways. Her kiss was filled with more passion than she had intended it to be. Hands cupping his cheek as she pulled him in. Her erect nipples hardened at the touch oh his hands. Perky breasts bouncing in a circular motion with every thrust he gave her.
As his hands were placed on her hips she rolled them up towards him, meeting his every thrust Aurial wrapped her legs around his waist. Hiking up his sides. Although she didn’t mean to breathe her breathes became heavier. chest rising with every movement. “fuck me” she whispered in a pleading voice as he pounded into her harder making her whimper in pleasure.
Max’s chest vibrated with a low growl as he felt her lips brush his neck. his eyes closed half-mass before he moved his head to meet her kiss. He took his time with her, worshiping her as he had promised their first night. When he eased away, he gazed down at her with a lazy grin. She had not fed either, as much as she jabbed at him about it. Her body would not recover as quickly as usual if she had blood. Maxentius picked them up and moved her over to the bed so that he could go into the bathroom and run a hot bath. The bedchamber door still locked, and now, utterly forgotten. He willed candles to light themselves as he added salts and bubbles into the steaming water. After all was prepared, he went back for her and carried her to the scene like the princess she was. He lowered her into the water then climbed in to rest behind her.
Being placed on the matress Aurial pulled the silk sheets from under her, coiling into her own little ball. Eyes shut as she listened to him walk into the water. The opening of the containers were as clear as day to the young vampire. The salt spilled into the hot steaming water fizzing up like a glass of champagne. It didn’t take long for the scent of the bath to roam out of the bathroom and into her bed chambers. Looking up at him when she heard his footsteps enter the room again she let out a small smile “call a maid to bring us some bags of blood” she whispered reaching out for the phone as he picked her up.
Her body eased into the boiling water causing her muscles to relaxing. Letting out a pleased gasp she leaned back against him closing her eyes. Taking the phone she called down to the kitchen before handing the phone to him. Reaching around her she took his free hand from behind her and wrapped it around her waist. Lacing her fingers into his.
Max smirked at the phone, cocking his brow at the humorous situation to come. The maids were professional, but he could only imagine them being embarrassed by the vampires state of undress. He reached to take the phone from her only to have her take it back and make the call herself. He chuckled and sat back against the porcelain of the tub. Felling her wrap his arms around her, he grinned to himself and tightened his hold gently around her, pulling her snugly against his front. He relaxed that way fro sometime until he could hear the maid come in with their blood bags. He didn’t move until he heard her leave again. Then he sat up and reached for a bag to hand to his princess. He kissed her cheek along to the corner of her mouth, teasing her skin with the tip of his tongue and the edge of his teeth.
Aurial’s eyes shut as she laid there. Nothing but the sound of his unnecessary filled the room. She swore she could heard the footsteps of the maid as she exited the kitchen from the other side of the manor, or maybe that was just her hunger speaking. Moments passed before either of them said anything. Her gaze turned when she heard the door open. The made walked into the bathroom and took a look at Aurial before proceeding to put the blood bags along with two glasses on a table near the tub. Dismissing herself Aurial sat up only be caught off guard by his kisses. Giggling slightly she moved her face to her shoulder as she took the bag from him. “hey, haven’t you exhausted me enough” she teased reaching for the glass. Opening the blood bag she emptied it out into the glass before tossing it back on the table. Bringing it to her lips she took a sip before letting out a satisfying moan. “food” she joked as she turned back to look at him, licking her blood lips in the process.
Max’s head whipped around to face her as the sound of her nearly silent whimper reached his ears. His hand came up to cradle her chin and turn her face up to his. His brows knotted in concern as he studied her with dark chocolate eyes. “Did I hurt you?” he wondered anxiously, a hard tie of guilt forming in his chest. His body tensed as his muscles urged movement up from the ground. He held her against his chest and pulled her with him, placing her in his lap as he sat on the floor. His arm looped under her knees while his other arm coiled around her back. His nose bumped hers with tender affection, his eyes hooding with potential sorrow for his course actions.
Aurial turned up to look at him, her body weakened from lack of feeding and previous activity. Shaking her head she offered in a saddened smile. Watching as he positioned them on the floor Aurial pushed her hair to the back of her head, allowing i to hang down her back brushing up against her hips. Coiling in his arms she buried her face into his neck. Placing small kisses agains’t his skin she closed her eyes. A small smile painted itself across her rosen lips once he bumped her nose. Leaning up she pressed her lips agains’t his. A kiss filled with more passion than she could possibly imagine. The safety of his arms made her feel comfortable, with every passing minute the wall she had built for herself over the decades was slowly being crushed down, behind it a simple man with great big plans.
He chuckled against her face before pulling away and sitting back again. “Not nearly enough,” he noted with a cocked brow. A lazy smirk in place, Max reached for his own blood bag and bit into it, sucking from the bag. Half the bag was drained before Max made another move. It was a small one, hardly noticeable. His eyes cut across from where they were starting off to the side back to her where she was sitting against him, sipping her blood from a wine glass. A gleam flashed over his dark pools as he regarded the commanding little minx. His smile hidden well as it turned devious. Emptying the rest of the blood from the bag down his throat, Max discarded the plastic then pounced. His hands attacked her sides, pulling her up so his legs could come together, putting her in his lap. Then his tightened his arms fully around her waist, holding her back against him as he leaned forward and put his face beside hers. He had just locked her in an erotic bear-hug white a pleased grin smeared all over his face.
Aurial let out a yelp as he pulled her to him, the quick movements catching her off guard almost causing her to spill her drink all over the bathtub. “Max” she giggled leaning her head back agains’t his shoulder. “You sure do get gitty after sex” she teased leaning her head to the side placing small blood stained kisses against his cheek to his mouth. Holding the glass in one hand she let out a small heart warming, if she had one, sigh. She was pleased for once in a very long time. Unconsciously running her hands up and his thigh she playfully wiggled her arse on his lap before letting comfortable on top of him. Reaching for another bag she cut it with a bit more grace than he had done with the previous bag. Handing it to him she scolded him for tearing the other bag so viciously “drink like a human, darling”
”I spend so much of my time guarding against sounding insincere about something that I would die for. Maybe I’m overcompensating…. I care so much. And it gets reported as the opposite.”
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