[ moan: oops how did this get here i dont know ]
Send me “Moan” and I’ll generate a number!Seven: My muse trails kisses down your muses chest
”You’re so beautiful, Castiel…”
The demon’s murmur was soft as her lips grazed the naked collarbone of her lover’s vessel, though the words were all for the angel that lay below the flesh.
Meg’s hand crept to a breast and lightly squeezed. “I mean it,” she continued, the words punctuated by gentle kisses down before her tongue flicked out to run the length of the other female’s breastbone. “You can see my true face, and I can’t look at yours without burning the eyes out of my meatsuit,” the demon paused to place a kiss on the center of her sternum before continuing, “But I can see your halo. Well, it’s more of a glow really. All that purity…”
She shifts down the bed, now gripping the waist of the angel beneath her and Meg curls over her body, still kissing and nipping her way down.
”That’s not what makes you beautiful though, Cas. Even if you do glow brighter when I do - this…”
Her teeth lightly rake across Castiel’s stomach, leaving raised red marks that Meg presses a gentle kiss against before they fade. “It’s a secret, maybe I’ll tell you someday.” Meg grins, meeting the angel’s eyes with her dark gaze that glitters with promise and sin as she hooks a hand under her lover’s thigh and moves lower.
”But enough about that, let’s see if I can make you light up like a Christmas tree~”