oh, you know me. i tend to disappear from time to time to assess what’s happening in our nation. just not upfront. my sister is a dear and has been the one handling business affairs that require our presence. ^___^
if yae miko has a million haters, then i am one of them. if she has ten haters, then i am one of them. if she has only one hater then that is me. if yae miko has no haters, then that means i am no longer on earth. if the world loves yae miko, then i am against the world
@roseatevow do you need me to remind you further? ” without waiting for her answer, his mouth trails lower, impatient now; every kiss and bite along her torso like a vow that he’ll prove her wrong with every inch of himself.
@roseatevow
he’s on top of her right now, shirtless and no pants, crushing miko with just his weight. his face buries into the crook of her neck, not saying anything yet.
@roseatevow waist tightens, fingers pressing into the silk and skin beneath, pulling her hips flush against his own in a grinding claim. he parts from her breast just enough to murmur against her skin, voice roughened by heat and pride.
“ does that feel like age slowing me down, miko? or
@roseatevow deserves a worship that is not rushed. ”
his tongue flicks at the hollow of her throat before his teeth gently tug at her skin enough to mark while his hand cups her fully now, thumb brushing the sensitive bud in unhurried reverence.
@roseatevow yukata finally exposes her completely, palm gliding across the curve of her breast before his fingers circle lazily around the peak, grazing but not indulging yet.
“ can’t even have patience anymore, miko? ” he murmurs against her pulse, voice remaining smooth. “ divinity