Take Me Back to Eden (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

She nodded, burying her nose in his shirt, "If I could, I would climb into your ribcage~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

His face flushed a bit. “O-Oh dear.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Hm~? Was that too much~?" She asked gently, nails scratching his back gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered a bit. “N-No, not at all..~”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She held him tighter, "I'm glad~ I don't wish to put you off~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“N-Never, Sybil..~” he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She hummed and moved up to kiss him, "Good~" She said against his lips.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a low noise, kissing back slowly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She reached to run her fingers through his hair, pressing more into him, wanting to be closer.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He gasped and shuddered, moaning softly into the kiss.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She sat up, pulling him with her, and deepened the kiss. Her hands moved over his neck, over his pulse, tingling gently at his warmth.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered, moaning softly again. What was going on? He had no clue but he liked it.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She was aching. Physically. Intimately. She couldn't stand a moment more. Her fangs hurt, her throat parched, and the only thing louder than those was her visceral need for him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shuddered, making a low noise. “S-Sybil, are you alright..~?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She pulled away a bit, "S-Sorry...too much...~?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“N-No not at all..~” he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She wasted no time; she immediately kissed him again, her and passionate, keeping him close as she could.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moaned into the kiss as he returned it, holding her waist gently.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She crawled into his lap, moaning into his mouth as she deepened the kiss further.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He melted, moaning lowly against her lips

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Her kisses moved lower, trailing over his neck and throat. It was such a bad idea.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He arched, letting out a low moan as he made room for her.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The ache was getting worse, she could feel her control slipping.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She reached the junction of his neck and shoulder, and she could feel his pulse against her lips.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

It was strong, rich with blood and vitae. She started to shake, every nerve burning to taste him.