These Quiet Moments

Her voice was a breath of a whisper, a delicate chime in the air, a plea tinged with anticipation. Ah. Caedes was all desire, it coursed through him like the beat of a drum, his resolve tested by her vulnerability and the invitation clear in her words. He met her gaze once more, seeing a mirror image of his own hunger there. This all consuming relationship of theirs, if it did not undo him completely he did not know what would.

A growl crept out from his maw as the scarred brute pulled her closer. Her wish was his command. Those ivory teeth glinted against her neck now, a smile, as he pushed her down to the ground. He did not rush to join her there, the picture of what he could only imagine being a Goddess’ visage. “You consume me.” He rumbles, gazing down at her before he hovers his massive form over her, not burdening her with his weight. His lips began at her chin, warm against her skin, and traced a path of devotion along her jaw and the curve of her neck, each kiss chased by a subtle grazing of his teeth that would never pierce her flesh. Caedes's touch was both tender and commanding, like he was vowing to cherish and protect her at the same time.

As he continued to shower her with affection, his mind was still fueled by a primal need to possess her completely, yet he whispered words of reassurance and adoration into the darkness – into her very body and soul at the same time. “The power you hold,” He murmured, fingers tracing down her lithe framework, planning out his next course of action. Or worship. Between his words came brushes of his lips, burning a path down to her belly, “The strength,” Each syllable was infused with emotion, steadily becoming more and more heady as she intoxicated him. He ran a hand down to her hips, slowly like he was mapping out a great, invaluable treasure. “The intelligence,” He praised, his voice a low, reverent murmur as he released a heavy breath against her skin. “You are my salvation, proud and captivating.” He confessed, “I would spend eternity reminding you, If you allow me to.” How much more of this could he take? His musculature was trembling with restraint, emeralds nearly unseeing now through the haze of desire.