Desperate To Breathe

Her movements weren’t what he would consider dominant, but they were needy and Duchess knew what she wanted. He allowed her to lead and he basked in the adoration she showered upon him. Noir could easily forget everything else beyond the sphere around the two of them. The sky framed her features above him and Noir took in the beautiful sight that was all for him. Duchess was a sorceress who bent time and space itself as the clock stopped and they were teleported to a dimension all their own.

His dark blue striped paws roamed down her back and over her rump as the mottled purple woman perched herself over his stomach. As his claws parted her fur as he roved her own dainty digits found their way into his chest, and slowly down his body. His breathing hitched as she ignited flames of desire deep in his belly. He grinned into her lips, finding her dual toned gaze as she kissed him with a passion he rarely felt.

Noir trembled as her claws traced over sensitive skin, and a deep groan rumbled in his chest as he pulled her tighter to him. Duchess pushed her hips against his and Noir returned the motions softly, content to move slowly as electricity built between them as tension coiled within his core. ”Mmm…” He mumbled against her and egged her onwards, relinquishing control to her and allowing her attention to be lavished over him.