I'm still yearning for your touch

A gasp tore from her darkened lips. His tongue assaulted her, starting out light and teasing before diving in her without mercy. She locked her legs in order to keep herself standing even has she leaned into his touch. Feral moans were ripped from her vocal cords. Her body trembled, desperate for more. It was all she focus on. His tongue. So unaccustomed to such attention, it hit with undeniable force, her tense yet weak at the same time.

He was holding off, she knew it. But for what she didn't know, her mind was to clouded with desire to think straight. "Demyan" Her voice was high, mixed with a growl and a whine, a wild plea. She wanted to rip herself away from his touch, to attack him and tell him to fuck her already, but it was as if she was frozen, her body having a mind of its own. Breaths came in rapid pants, desperate for oxygen between moans. She couldn't take much more of this. Legs tremble, trying to hold her weight upright.

Helpless. It was a feeling she normally would despite, would chase away. But now. Now she didn't care that she fell helplessly to her brothers ways. She'd be foolish to let his current mood slide from her grasp, for all she knew he would wake in the morning thirsting for blood and if she was nearby.... All she could focus on was the here and now, every flick of his tongue, every nip of his fangs, it all shot threw her like fire, boiling her blood, making her flesh tingle. The world could go down in flames and she wouldn't care.

ooc- terrible..... DX
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