all i've ever wanted

He caught her gaze as she spoke, and he didn’t stop her but after a moment she was corrected. Her Warlord. Not Venom, hers. He caused a blush to flush against her cheeks. ”Mine,” she echoed him and agreed as the warmth of the liquor began to settle in her belly. It warmed her veins and her belly and further lifted her inhibitions. The night was moving onward and they were still lingering in the pool together, neither really able to take their eyes off the other as they feasted on one another. She felt addicted to the feelings he elicited within. Safety and desire but above that she felt wanted and needed. Like she hadn’t in a very long time.

She was caught up in his gaze, even as it slipped down her shoulder and took in the entirety of her in the moonlight. There was hunger in his blue gaze but words were no longer needed. He touched her freely, and with careful sensual movements submerged himself so he might kiss the soft white fur of her belly underwater. She gasped softly at his touch, and trailed her cat like claws through the scruff of his neck and over his shoulders. Her body not even recovered from their last, Deathbelle could still feel him call up the desire in her belly, a bright flame right below his lips.