Mouth wide open.

nsfw 18+ blog ┊sideblog to selflessreign.

[pleasureselfish]

' Why hello there . . . fancy meeting you here. ♡ ' dkfkkfkfmfkfkfjgjg whoops

               “ What a…pleasant surprise . how may I service you today ? “

[pleasureselfish]

"Ahhnn, Xander...Xander! My king, please..." A simple nap shared through the blizzard, interrupted by the insistent rock of her hips against his thigh, and the witch's dream pulling cries from her throat, muffled in his collarbone. Nails drag down his bare back, another hushed moan lost into his skin, panting, hot breaths more audible than her words.

his own dream interrupted by sound, one crimson eye lazily open and trailed the room out of focus . the name being called on her lips spikes through the temporary hearing impairing fuzz then calling out Inshel’s name in reurn was interrupted by nails making their marks down his back . pain sparked through his nerves, a hiss entered the air and his chest pressed out foward . the blur becomes clear and he registers all, such as: the wetness on his thigh, the crying of his name with the addition of a title he had yet to claim, the heat puffed onto some of his sensitive areas and the hardness between his own legs after a few minutes passed .

he could only stare intensely, not daring to move for he was frightful of how loud she would be if his chest wasn’t ample enough . thank the gods everyone was asleep . quick thinking, snapping out of his trance led to substituting his leg for a pillow and another pillow in replacement for his chest . moving out the bed, he stumbled to his chair and sighed . he didn’t want to look down . so he didn’t but that didn’t stop his hand creeping under his boxers and the soft sighs of Inshel’s name rolling off his lips….

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[pleasureselfish]

When babe wanna smash but she a witch and reputation

[siderealsmoke]

hump me, fuck me....🎶

A literal ungodly screech flies out of the witch’s mouth, and all proper etiquette lost to her, she turns scarlet, babbles the chant of a hex so fast it’s barely words and not garbled nonsense, and flings the silence the prince’s way.

The second sound choked off in Xander’s throat, her markings flare so bright, the whole room turning cyan.

“PLEASE. HIGHNESS. BE SILENT.”

And with that she’s gone, running out the door.

She forgot to remove the silencing hex in her shame.