@safaerax said; 32 // saleos and leona
Biting Prompts ( accepting ) ↪ 32) for receiver to sensually bite sender’s thighs.
If there was ever one thing she loved to do, it was push people to their limits with any number of macabre methods she had for teasing. Leona loved to fight back— use her methods against her or drive her far enough into the mood that it didn’t matter. That might’ve been what led to their naked forms splayed out on his bed, a light layer of sweat clinging to their skin. ( She didn’t really care to remember what had led to it this time. )
Ivory skin clashed so beautifully against his tawny hue, softness and all her curves lazily atop him. It could almost look as if they were lovers— almost. His scent tickles her nose, his chest rising and falling beneath her hand and cheek like some semblance of a forgotten lullaby. There was nothing truly soft about what they had. It was too primal and none of the proper steps had ever been taken to deem them any more than two who often shared the same bed, and she wished the little whispers in her head allowed her to remain in such thought.
The illusion of quiet and peaceful only lasts so long before the fae lifts her head, bare breasts pressing against his skin as her upper body follows with its lazy rise. Garnet irises find his face, taking a moment to observe every aspect of it before his hidden emeralds open to blankly stare back at her. He’s let his guard down since this first became a habit— leaves his eyes closed and his throat unguarded too often for her to not take silent notice. Unspoken fact leaves a smirk and smile morphed into one on her lips, a sense of smugness settling into the features of her face. “ You seem to have enjoyed yourself. ” They always did, and they both knew how to drag it out of each other.
Raven locks slide this way and that as she lifts, a kiss placed to his lips only for teeth to gently tug his lower lip as she pulls away to straddle his thighs. Slender fingers splay across his chest, trailing down and down some more, only relinquishing her cooling touch mere centimeters before it would grace his prized piece. Impish is the expression that flits across her face, a thought running rampant through her head and urging her on. She wanted to see if she could make him squirm some more— wanted to explore more of what he would do if she did this or that. Slowly does she slide herself further from his face, off his thighs so she can, instead, lower her head. Lips brush against the flesh of his thigh, still hot and tasting of salt from their previous round. A low growl rumbles through his chest, but it does nothing but widen her smile, pink tongue flicking where she had just left a kiss. A challenge.
Teeth barely graze him next, a tentative and mouthy kiss to test the waters. ( As if it would stop her should her show disapproval. ) Her gaze flicks up to his face, though it only lingers for a second before she switches to the other thigh and offers a sisterly mouthy kiss. He’s curious, but the barely audible growl tells her that he’s also cautious. She’s got a track record for being unpredictable, and he knows he’s in a vulnerable position. Saleos knows this even better than he does, of course, which is why her bite is almost loving when she finally presses her sharp canines to the tender flesh of his thigh. The pressure she uses is enough to leave a faint mark, perhaps the ghost of a bruise, but she knows she can distract him with a thumb lazily rolling over the head of his member. A few more bites leave a harsher indentation of her teeth, but she’s prepared to make him ( at least temporarily ) forget where she’s left her mark. Her head lifts just enough for her tongue to travel from his base and up to where her thumb circles, soon replaced with soft lips and a knowing smile.
“ It feels nice to leave you a reminder where others can’t see. ” She doesn’t give him time to shoot back a snarky response before she guides him into her mouth.
