Lia
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
He groaned, pressing his hips up into his husband's and tilting his head back to offer the man more of his neck. Calder's hands were still mapping out Rune's body, touching everywhere and still wanting more. His leg wrapped around the man's waist, pulling their bodies closer together with a soft hiss of pleasure and an even softer whimper when his neck was bitten. "Mark me." Even though he'd have to morph the mark away, he would still know it was there and that was what was important to him. "Take me?"