[ Her voice catches in the back of her throat, turning into a strange gasping-squeak as his lips and his tongue--suck on her skin. Her skin prickles into goose flesh and she can feel a strange coldness against her skin, at war with the sudden and extreme rise in warmth at her core, and--
there's a soft whoosh, like a flame igniting,
and suddenly her hair and the red feathers sticking out her skin are glowing and swaying, like they're on fire, as more feathers (tiny wings, really) form in her hair. She's not actually on fire (or at least, not one that seems to burn him) but she will feel noticably and unnaturally warm underneath his hands. ]
[He can feel how hot she is and it makes him feel like his insides are boiling. He sucks harder, scraping his teeth to almost biting pressure before licking and sucking on the spot. By now it likely looked like a purplish red bruise.
He moves on to kiss just beneath her chin and along her jaw before sealing his mouth over hers. He originally wanted to hold hands, not leave a hickey on her neck or stick his tongue into her mouth.]
[ Ah... it's happening again. This sort of... thing.... It's hard to understand what's happening, much less why. Could the perfume, or... or...
She makes a soft noise in the back of her throat; his mouth is as rough and demanding against hers as it was on her neck. It should be painful, that bruising strength, but--more than that... it feels good. Good enough that she forgets to worry about why for now.
She can't resist opening her mouth for him, letting him kiss her as forcefully as he desires. Her knees feel weak and that heat inside her just keeps growing; she holds onto the front of his shirt in an effort to hold herself up as she kisses back, trying not to drown in--whatever this has turned into. ]
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thedarkdragon) wrote2020-10-08 10:37 pm
Re: Bingo - Yona
there's a soft whoosh, like a flame igniting,
and suddenly her hair and the red feathers sticking out her skin are glowing and swaying, like they're on fire, as more feathers (tiny wings, really) form in her hair. She's not actually on fire (or at least, not one that seems to burn him) but she will feel noticably and unnaturally warm underneath his hands. ]
Re: Bingo - Yona
He moves on to kiss just beneath her chin and along her jaw before sealing his mouth over hers. He originally wanted to hold hands, not leave a hickey on her neck or stick his tongue into her mouth.]
Re: Bingo - Yona
She makes a soft noise in the back of her throat; his mouth is as rough and demanding against hers as it was on her neck. It should be painful, that bruising strength, but--more than that... it feels good. Good enough that she forgets to worry about why for now.
She can't resist opening her mouth for him, letting him kiss her as forcefully as he desires. Her knees feel weak and that heat inside her just keeps growing; she holds onto the front of his shirt in an effort to hold herself up as she kisses back, trying not to drown in--whatever this has turned into. ]