@snarkybassist “hush.”
she sighs against her lips when she felt ember sink into her, her legs bracing themselves around her waist. “you feel so good, baby.”
@snarkybassist “I certainly am.”
being called ( hers ) stirs something primal within lysa. she whines sweetly, her hips arching so they could meet her touch. “. . . please, emmie.”
@snarkybassist “does it feel good?”
she coos as their skin met one another’s, relishing in the heat and the thrum of ember’s pulse. every second left her craving more.
@snarkybassist and she was glad it was natural. she wouldn’t have it any other way, really.
“same as I with you.” her voice was sweet and filled with sincerity, her hips eager to drink in every second of her touch. which left her neurons firing.
@snarkybassist lysa squeaks as they were flipped around, her back meeting the mattress. lips melted against ember’s own as her legs encircled around her waist.
@snarkybassist lysa giggles mischievously and ceases. oh, she was enjoying this. perhaps a little ( too much ) on her part.
“I’ll make up for it. remember?”.
@snarkybassist “oh, handsome.”
there’s a brief glint behind those sweet eyes, the succubus continuing her relentless pursuit to make ember come undone.
“I’m going to be so thorough that all you will think about for days is ( me ).” her voice was honey-like and full of intent.
@snarkybassist “shhhh. you want me to suck you dry and you suddenly won’t last long?”
she tsks softly, continuing her movements against her lap. encouraging her to absolutely keep going.