forever entangled

Of all the sounds Romulus had heard Lillith utter in their time together, from the soft rasping snores she made when she slept to the airy giggling of her laughter, none made his heart skip beats nor his stomach clench with needs quite like that feverish gasp she made when his digits found her most intimate flesh. The way she squirmed and moved while he played her and conducted her pleasure like a symphony did things to him, arousing him like nothing else. He drew pleasure from her pleasure, and watching her beautiful face contort into those wild lustful expressions while he got her to make those sounds was incredible. A tremor shook his body while his lover was forced to pull back to try and catch her breath, leaving her a gasping, squirming, moaning mess beneath him. Roman was insistent in his pleasing, refusing to stop finding those spots that made her cry out for him or stole the breath from her very lungs until he was certain she was prepared for him.

Lillith spoke, whispering his name between short gasping breaths against his lips. Gods, she was so hot! The garnet jewels she called eyes blazed for him, and his own eyes were pools of molten steel, practically simmering with the constant heat he felt for her. That half-cocked devilish grin he wore so well remained on his lips while he slowly returned his paw from between her thighs, letting her watch while he sampled her flavor from his digits, then wrapped her up in his strong forelegs once more. Roman shifted his body on top of hers, finding a comfortable position for the both of them and gasping when he felt his body make contact with hers. He didn't leave them waiting, and once his eyes found and held hers, the larger brute grasped his silver and snow fae by the curves of her hips and pressed himself into her. The fire within him surged and roiled like a star preparing to go supernova. His mouth fell open in an audible gasp as the breath left his body, followed closely by a deep groan while he sank into her, filling her needs among the rest of her.

Biting his lip, Romulus nuzzled his face into the crook of Lillith's neck, clutching her body tight to his as he joined them and claimed her. She was his, and he was hers, now and forever more. Behind him, his bushy tail whipped about frantically, a physical embodiment of his excitement and bliss. Heated, desperate gasps and breaths were released right beside her ear, letting her listen to the pleasure he found with her. With her heat scent creating a chemical reaction within his brain, a biological need to breed and to create more wolves, all of the sensations of mating were heightened, as if he'd just taken a hit of ecstasy. It was exquisite! Colors swirled before Roman's eyes, and as he began to take her in earnest, moving their bodies together with the heated passion and frantic need they both felt, only one word could fall from his lips amidst grunts and groans. "Lillith..." he spoke on breathy tones while he lost himself within the love of his life, focusing only on satisfying her deep biological need and bringing them both the relief and satisfaction they so desperately sought.

- fade -

"Speech"