Deadshotblow
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 27, 2010
He grabbed himself as he looked at her, stroking himself as he trailed the claw up her thigh and hips to caress her stomach, he leaned forward and smelled her, savoring the lust as he took one hand and began to fondle her ample breasts as he guided himself into her, pressing himself all the way into her and bringing his body close to hers. His flesh felt like that of hers, but the color was the striking different. Parts where the flames licked at his body felt like the coarseness of stone, cold to the touch, but the rest of him warm. He was breathing heavily now, out of desire, and she would not be able to hear his grunts from him, but in the air around her. It was an oddly sensual pace, a slow rhythm of pumping in and out of her. The only striking thing about it would be when he tucked one arm under hers, his talons clasping down on her shoulder so he could push her down onto him for deeper penetration, the claws breaking the skin causing blood to trickle.