We Could Play Pirates.

Aresenn's sense of self-control was crumbling rapidly, pulverized by Absinth's relentless assault on his senses. His instincts screamed at him to retaliate, to reclaim the control he was losing, but another part of him – a part that was often suppressed and pushed aside – craved the surrender she proposed. There was an insatiable yearning within him to succumb to her dominance, to allow himself to unravel in her hands.

Absinth's words woven with seduction echoed in his ears, igniting within him an ecstasy that sent shivers down his spine. His heart pounded against his chest as though echoing her defiant challenge — surrender or fight back. His body responded, mind teetering between the extremes she offered. Emerald eyes stared into his, fervent and demanding. He saw in them not just the promise of carnal satisfaction but an invitation. A low growl bubbled from the depths of his chest, vibrating against her soft body as he finally succumbed to the overwhelming desire that consumed him.

"Surrender it is then," Aresenn managed to growl out, his voice ragged and filled with a lustful surrender. His nails dug into her hips, aligning himself and forcing the minuscule of distance separating them to come to a close. His grip on control slipped away as her lips claimed his once more- encompassing him completely; the taste of her intoxicating him further, sending him spiraling into an abyss of desire.

-Exit via Fade -

"Aresenn Praetor"