mane-stella:

“h… ah…”

A beautiful arch gave my enslaved body; inside his arms.  A voiceless moan escaped from the ravished pair of cherry red lips when a muffled huff became vapored before his maddening; intoxicating taste; his scent; him as whole.  The madness… there is a method in his madness; I played too much; just too much with his emotions.  Now… he punishes me, I deserved this.

“Na…”

「 ℕ」— He would have held their lips together indefinitely, if air was not required. Reluctantly he pulled back, but copied the other’s previous actions, staring at his jaw and moving painfully slow downwards. Down, down, lips merely brushing, not quite touching, until his shirt became an annoyance. “Take it off, now.” More of a request, for no matter the shirt would be removed, even if he had to rip it off. Perhaps this was the beginning of the beast’s control, or more likely the blond’s inner desires coming to light.