Ill be your motivation
07-15-2014, 10:44 PM
His actions did nothing - his comfort was nothing. He was nothing - but that was fine. The brute would understand what she needed from him completely. The fear that she would regret him ebbed away, because she had come to him wanting one thing and one thing only. Her kisses were more tender than anything he had ever experienced before, and he would hold back a sigh, his eyes closing as he tried to think of the right words to say when Sibelle was so close that it was really hard to think.
"You vant to be vanted." She did not want him, but he had what she wanted at the moment. Despite her green eyes shining with lust and splendor, it was not his - he had not earned her. Perhaps he never would. "You vant to be taken." His words were not heavy, no - they were light and even, curious even - because he could not figure out why she had chosen him.
But if she desired this, then he would give her what she wanted. The minutes spent holding himself back would close on him like a trap, and he would leave a trail of nips and kisses along her neck, her side. Front paws would leave the ground and drag along her back, before he dropped back down and rubbed against her. She smelled heavenly and despite him not doing this before - he would give in to instinct and be just fine. Besides - he would keep in mind that this was for her all the while - pleasing his current lover would be his goal.
Unless she suddenly called it off, he would give in to her desires - and of course, to his own.
-fade?-
"You vant to be vanted." She did not want him, but he had what she wanted at the moment. Despite her green eyes shining with lust and splendor, it was not his - he had not earned her. Perhaps he never would. "You vant to be taken." His words were not heavy, no - they were light and even, curious even - because he could not figure out why she had chosen him.
But if she desired this, then he would give her what she wanted. The minutes spent holding himself back would close on him like a trap, and he would leave a trail of nips and kisses along her neck, her side. Front paws would leave the ground and drag along her back, before he dropped back down and rubbed against her. She smelled heavenly and despite him not doing this before - he would give in to instinct and be just fine. Besides - he would keep in mind that this was for her all the while - pleasing his current lover would be his goal.
Unless she suddenly called it off, he would give in to her desires - and of course, to his own.
-fade?-