Red Wine and Moonlight
Lilulus ♡
12-02-2021, 03:59 PM
As Lillith had asked, Romulus took his time and went as slow as the young she-wolf needed. There was no urgency to his actions, no forcing or pressuring. They moved at their own pace, savoring, lavishing in this culmination of their love together. Bathed in moonlight and the shine of the auroras, Roman explored new sensations and pleasures never before imagined with his Lillith. The feelings were intense, the emotions even more so, and at one point they had overwhelmed him so thoroughly that he couldn't even keep his eyes open. Their lovemaking was a symphony of their own creation, each line punctuated by gasping breaths and airy cries. Roman moaned her name in response when the two of them reached that inevitable peak together, all the while making sure Lil never burned up.
When all was said and done, Roman collapsed to his back in the soft grasses beside Lil, panting to catch his breath while blinking open silver eyes glazed over with ecstasy. He stared up at the swirling bands of colored light above them, hypnotized for a moment while his mind and body swam in these floaty sensations that made him feel lighter than air. Gods, if he'd known how good it was going to be...! Turning his head just enough to peek over at Lillith, the Armada brute reached over to scoop up his lover in his arms, strong forelegs pulling her body close to his so they could snuggle and bask in the afterglow of their incredible lovemaking. The steel-blue wolf didn't say anything for a short while, instead trying to catch his breath while holding Lil like she was the most precious thing in the world. His muzzle dipped down to lick, kiss, and nibble across her crown and ears, lavishing her in tender little affections.
"Wow...!" was all he was able to say when his breathing had steadied enough to speak. "I love you, Lillith." He paused his affections long enough to check her over briefly. "You're still okay...?" More importantly than anything else, he had to make sure Lil was all right; that their passion hadn't harmed her or incensed her illness.