not maybe, definitely
05-03-2022, 07:05 AM
Maverick promised and was giving her experiences that she had never indulged in before. Her life had always been focused on her position and title. As a young girl her childhood had been stolen away by the eruption and her father’s death. Her whole life had been devoted to her title, to the Empire, to appearances, and to her family. Everything that would trample her personal goals, desires, and wants. Maverick was slowly showing her everything she had been missing. Venom thought that Hattori was her perfect partner, he was as devoted to the Empire as she was, he worked so hard for her and the betterment of what they built, it was part of the reason she had been taken by surprise. She would never understand why it was he left.
But then again Venom didn’t have to understand. What was done was done, and now she was in another’s arms. Maverick couldn’t have been more different from Hattori. He revealed the dark underbelly that she had always avoided. The desires of the flesh were nothing to the needs of the Kingdom, and yet here and now she could forget about her responsibilities and drown herself in him. Their tongues danced together as their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Sheleaned into him until her lungs screamed for breath, and she echoed his soft groan as they finally parted and gasped for breath.
Venom lay her head back as his bright blue eyes gazed into her sunset colored eyes and his words washed over her. Had Hattori ever appreciated her in this way? Had he ever called her beautiful, or looked at her like Maverick was? How was it she felt more love from this near stranger than a man she had vowed to share her life with? "Don’t stop,” she whispered to him desperately as he held her. Maverick erased the past, he obscured the future, and he intensified the present in ways she had never known possible.
The Empress gave herself to him of her own volition, he coaxed her and led her gently, and with great care. He showed her more love in the small amount of time in this den than Hattori had in the whole time they were together. As the words left her lips he returned to hers in a stolen kiss before he began to trail down her neck. She could feel his breath against the most vulnerable parts of her, from her neck and down her soft belly. Her eyes met his whenever he lifted his features, and she felt her belly coil like a spring the lower down her form he got.
Strong pale paws grasped her hips in a decided hold as he trailed kisses and nibbles down her body. He slid himself over her, and lingered as he stopped between her legs. All the way down he elicited small gasps and quiet whines as he teased and tormented his next move. She could see the way he appreciated her form laid out before him. The predatory look on his features caused a thrill in her chest, and the build up he created brought a gasping moan from her lips as he finally brought his tongue to her body again. With minimal efforts he made her eyes roll to the back of her head and he introduced her to pleasure she hadn’t ever believed before.
"Venom"
But then again Venom didn’t have to understand. What was done was done, and now she was in another’s arms. Maverick couldn’t have been more different from Hattori. He revealed the dark underbelly that she had always avoided. The desires of the flesh were nothing to the needs of the Kingdom, and yet here and now she could forget about her responsibilities and drown herself in him. Their tongues danced together as their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Sheleaned into him until her lungs screamed for breath, and she echoed his soft groan as they finally parted and gasped for breath.
Venom lay her head back as his bright blue eyes gazed into her sunset colored eyes and his words washed over her. Had Hattori ever appreciated her in this way? Had he ever called her beautiful, or looked at her like Maverick was? How was it she felt more love from this near stranger than a man she had vowed to share her life with? "Don’t stop,” she whispered to him desperately as he held her. Maverick erased the past, he obscured the future, and he intensified the present in ways she had never known possible.
The Empress gave herself to him of her own volition, he coaxed her and led her gently, and with great care. He showed her more love in the small amount of time in this den than Hattori had in the whole time they were together. As the words left her lips he returned to hers in a stolen kiss before he began to trail down her neck. She could feel his breath against the most vulnerable parts of her, from her neck and down her soft belly. Her eyes met his whenever he lifted his features, and she felt her belly coil like a spring the lower down her form he got.
Strong pale paws grasped her hips in a decided hold as he trailed kisses and nibbles down her body. He slid himself over her, and lingered as he stopped between her legs. All the way down he elicited small gasps and quiet whines as he teased and tormented his next move. She could see the way he appreciated her form laid out before him. The predatory look on his features caused a thrill in her chest, and the build up he created brought a gasping moan from her lips as he finally brought his tongue to her body again. With minimal efforts he made her eyes roll to the back of her head and he introduced her to pleasure she hadn’t ever believed before.