claimed. Anaxa reacting to getting hickies from Columbina.
( i did not log back into this blog just to send this no wayyyy )
⠀⠀──── ✶ he was too easy to tease . her lips all over was enough to make him shiver & shudder his breathing, but he was an expert in hiding his reactions behind a measured calm . half - gloved hand presses its thumb lightly to the hollow of Columbina's throat, his own head turning away as he feels overcome with reaction at her barrage of kisses .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ * he murmurs something, steadying her by her shoulders, but Bina is more interested in undoing the high collar at his neck . she unsnaps buttons, peels back the fabric, to expose more of Anaxagoras' pale throat . then, she begins her attack . it starts as kisses at first, all over any expanse of skin that shows itself to her lips . the Sage wasn't even aware that his back has found the cool blades of grass, lying back in the meadow they continuously meet at beneath the moon .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ * then, she gets one . a shaky, strained sound, barely there & felt through the vibrations of his throat as her lips close over it to pull fair skin into her hungry mouth with attentive suction . Anaxa's hands go to her waist, bracing her above him as she keeps at it, keeps marking him in that precarious expanse of skin .
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ * ❛ make sure to .. hhn ─── n ‐ not make marks where others can see .. " he still tries to be in control even when he's definitely not, clinging to it just like how he clings to the woman above him ; desperate & needy .
