"ansare - to hardly breathe, to be out of breath" With Arcana- Julian x f!apprentice
Iâm sorry it took me so long, but Iâm working on something really exciting that has been occupying all my free time lately. But here it is, I hope you like it.
NSFW - Warning, itâs gonna get kinky
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She rides him like it's her job. The sounds of their merging echo against their bedroom walls, and if anyone dared to listen, they would blush at how obscene they were. Moaning, panting, utterly unabashed in the expression of their love for one another, her ass slamming against his hips so hard it makes the bed springs sing.
It's not unlike other times they have been together, and yet something about that night makes the heat pool in their abdomens like it was going to burn them alive. Tonight, she promised to grant Julian's wish, and the anticipation of it fills them both with excitement of people who were going to get away with something forbidden.
Julian reaches for her hands, splayed on his broad chest, and his long slim fingers wrap around her wrists. He looks at her, and his smile is one of pure sin. There's a determination in his eyes, not a single shred of doubt.
He pulls her hands up to place her palms on his throat, and she can feel the frantic pulse under her fingertips.
She leans down and kisses him, pouring all her passion for the man who unexpectedly won her heart into the merging of their lips. It's almost like she needs a second to collect herself, the promise of whatâs to come too much to handle.
"Are you sure?" She breathes against his pale skin, looking square into his mismatched eyes and he grants her with a beautiful flush of pink spreading through his cheeks all to the tips of his ears before he lets out an almost pitiful whimper.
And that's all she needs to hear. She tightens her grip slowly, enough for Julian to gasp and moan, back arching in a new surge of pleasure before what remains of his breath gets trapped in his lungs. She can feel his whole body tense, his fingers digging into her hips, and she could swear that somehow, he feels even harder now.
His chest burns and all sounds seem to fade away as the only thing left for him to hear is the sound of his own blood rushing through his veins. There's a sense of surrendering in it. A blinding joy of submitting his life to her. And he loves every second of it.
Her grip on his throat loosens, and he sucks in as much air as he can in a single breath. He closes his eyes and laughs, overwhelmed with the euphoric state it left him in. And she watches him in awe, never knowing she could love him more, and yet...
"Fuck, Julian... You look so beautiful like that..."
He pulls her down, kissing her feverishly, breathlessly, like he wanted to keep the shortness of breath for a little longer. His eagerness is intoxicating, and she feels drunk.
The beautiful redhead nods, his eyes hooded and almost absent, already lost in the world of pleasure and pain.
This time, she's bold. No more doubts. No more second-guessing. She squeezes her hands tight, pleased by the positively shocked and delighted look on his face. And she rides him... hard... fast... powerful. There's nothing she would deny him. Apart from his breath.