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Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
6681
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,327
player
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05-06-2022, 12:34 PM (This post was last modified: 05-06-2022, 12:34 PM by Venom. Edited 1 time in total.)
She let herself go, there were no boundaries left, no propriety, no hindrance. Maverick took her with no hesitation and she became putty in his paws. Her crown had fallen, her boundaries were torn down, and Venom trusted all that she was to the near stranger above her now. She could see his own desire in his fiery blue gaze as he caught her sunset eyes. There was no malicious intent, along with his passion she could feel the protection. He would allow nothing but pleasure to happen within this den tonight. Venom was safe to release, she was safe in his arms, she could relinquish her control and herself, and he would reward her in every conceivable way.

He wanted her to feel good, he wanted her to accept and embrace everything she had been repressing. Maverick encouraged feelings within her that had never truly been embraced or acknowledged. The thoughts of her past and the heaviness on her heart was lifted as he indulged in her, everything but Maverick disappeared. The results were obvious immediately, as her inhibitions were crushed he was given a reaction that was raw and pristine. Every touch was gentle, however eager and ferocious he was Maverick didn’t forget about the state her body was in. Any hesitation in her was noted, but every gasp was recorded. He took no time to learn her most intimate parts, he played her body as if he had done so a thousand times before.

His own vocal pleasures could be heard in reaction to her own, his chest rumbling with the deep sounds. She shouldn’t have been as comfortable as she was in his grasp, but he gave her enough freedom to move and adjust to every new sensation. He moved with purpose and care. Venom found no moment where pain flared or she wanted him to stop. As she begged, he would continue to free her from every restraint she had ever put upon herself.

She really did lose herself to him, that fact meaning nothing in the moment but it would linger in the morning. Venom existed nowhere but the present moment, Maverick gave her a gift in many ways. She detached from everything but the way he manipulated the waves of pleasure across her body. They brought forth breathless gasps and soft whines from her clenched teeth as he coiled the spring in her core and brought her to heights she had never known. The euphoria of the intoxicants and his practiced touch turned her world upside down. Maverick’s goals were not difficult to achieve with the state he had her in, but even she realized how slow he was taking things, and that despite this crazy high she was at there was more to come.

"Venom"
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