Life Among The Dead
Mariah
Professor
Anatomist
06-29-2024, 03:41 PM
Her heart pounded in response to his touch, the rhythm playing a languorous melody of longing and anticipation. As his mouth moved over hers, she let herself indulge in the taste of him, the raw essence that was uniquely Cerberus. She found herself craving more – wanting to explore every inch of him, every contour of his body, the strength and heat of him seeping into her like a heady drink. Her fur pressed against his, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. Her silver eyes met his calm mint-green gaze, a tender mirror of emotions shimmering between them. His body was like a comforting shadow cast by a quiet moon, his firm, gentle touch enveloping her in places she hadn’t remembered to be so sensitive. His every brush sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her, the kind that made her lean into him, wanting more. Every caress of his lips was a promise of something deeper, an assurance that he was not merely there to quench his physical yearning. His kisses were soft, a gentle assertion of affection that she craved.
Her heart hammering against her ribs, Mariah allowed herself to be turned, until she was fully facing him, her obsidian black and scarlet coat contrasting against his own. As he wrapped his forelegs around her, she leaned into him. There was no need to fear keeping her there, it was as if she relied on him to take her next breaths. As he took her lips again, she responded with a fervor to match his own. His taste was intoxicating, her senses filled with the smell of earth and pine that clung to his fur. She silently begged for his touch, a plea that was met with his own intensity. That’s what she wanted. His need for her. Feeling him press against her, Mariah drew in a sharp breath- or from simply lack there of breathing. His need for her, so blatantly displayed, sent a jolt of desire through her own body. It’s brought a wry smirk to tug at her lips as she was the one to break their kiss this time around, but didn’t withhold contact as she moved to trace her lips down his chest.
His coat was rough under her tongue, a coarse contrast to the tender intimacy of their embrace. Each ridge of muscle and bone beneath his fur was a testament to his strength and endurance - qualities she could not help but admire. She nuzzled into his chest, half hidden in the shadow of his form as she continued her delicate exploration. She could feel his heart pounding beneath the layers of muscle and fur, matching the fervor of her own heartbeat. She trailed her lips further down, crossing the concavity of his abdomen to involuntary twitching. Without hesitation, she parted her jaws to greet him, her breath warm against the sensitive fur there- to gently take him over her delicate tongue, her silver eyes seeking his for any sign of objection.
"Mariah Mendacium"
Her heart hammering against her ribs, Mariah allowed herself to be turned, until she was fully facing him, her obsidian black and scarlet coat contrasting against his own. As he wrapped his forelegs around her, she leaned into him. There was no need to fear keeping her there, it was as if she relied on him to take her next breaths. As he took her lips again, she responded with a fervor to match his own. His taste was intoxicating, her senses filled with the smell of earth and pine that clung to his fur. She silently begged for his touch, a plea that was met with his own intensity. That’s what she wanted. His need for her. Feeling him press against her, Mariah drew in a sharp breath- or from simply lack there of breathing. His need for her, so blatantly displayed, sent a jolt of desire through her own body. It’s brought a wry smirk to tug at her lips as she was the one to break their kiss this time around, but didn’t withhold contact as she moved to trace her lips down his chest.
His coat was rough under her tongue, a coarse contrast to the tender intimacy of their embrace. Each ridge of muscle and bone beneath his fur was a testament to his strength and endurance - qualities she could not help but admire. She nuzzled into his chest, half hidden in the shadow of his form as she continued her delicate exploration. She could feel his heart pounding beneath the layers of muscle and fur, matching the fervor of her own heartbeat. She trailed her lips further down, crossing the concavity of his abdomen to involuntary twitching. Without hesitation, she parted her jaws to greet him, her breath warm against the sensitive fur there- to gently take him over her delicate tongue, her silver eyes seeking his for any sign of objection.
