Solai
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- Nov 27, 2015
RE: Sanguinary Prophecy -:-Haru|Solai-:-
Kyra shuddered under his touches; the path his hands took set off small wildfires of lust. When he touched, and began to rub at the base of her tail, however, the daemoness' eyes widened. Her body tensed, and even as a soft squeal of pleasure left he lips, so too did she bite down gently on his. After a moment, she released them, and he could feel her hand--the one that had slipped below his shirt from behind, exploring his back and shoulder muscles-- scratching fingernails against him in a vain attempt to restrain raw lust. Her eyes were quick to lock with his, and while doing so, she let out a slow, erotically teasing moan; even as she wiggled her rump right back against his hand.
When her eyes flitted open next, though, there was a lusting assurity in them, as she murmured softly, "M-My tail... is not something... t-to be... casually stroked..." She explained. It seemed that part of her body--wriggling and squirming ecstatically in his hand-- was the key to incite her body. Already, the fierce blush was coating her cheeks, and before a moment more had passed, one of her legs had risen, bent at the knee and taking to his side in order to press their body's closer. Distracted as she was, the daemoness had yet to notice Cam's growing arousal-beacon under his breeches.
Kyra shuddered under his touches; the path his hands took set off small wildfires of lust. When he touched, and began to rub at the base of her tail, however, the daemoness' eyes widened. Her body tensed, and even as a soft squeal of pleasure left he lips, so too did she bite down gently on his. After a moment, she released them, and he could feel her hand--the one that had slipped below his shirt from behind, exploring his back and shoulder muscles-- scratching fingernails against him in a vain attempt to restrain raw lust. Her eyes were quick to lock with his, and while doing so, she let out a slow, erotically teasing moan; even as she wiggled her rump right back against his hand.
When her eyes flitted open next, though, there was a lusting assurity in them, as she murmured softly, "M-My tail... is not something... t-to be... casually stroked..." She explained. It seemed that part of her body--wriggling and squirming ecstatically in his hand-- was the key to incite her body. Already, the fierce blush was coating her cheeks, and before a moment more had passed, one of her legs had risen, bent at the knee and taking to his side in order to press their body's closer. Distracted as she was, the daemoness had yet to notice Cam's growing arousal-beacon under his breeches.