[ Their difference in body temperature only makes Cloud want to get even closer. Her cooler skin was addictive to the touch. Like burning up on a hot summer day and wishing for ice to cool you down. The right balance. Tonight, Lilja just fits. She's positively radiant, the idea of having her submitting to him only spurring his desire and arousal farther. An irresistible shiver runs the length of his spine when he feels her more lithe leg slide alongside his own. The surprise of metal on his tongue, a little more innocent hum as he locks lips with the vampire. But it's hardly a bad thing. Rather...he feels himself curiously rolling his tongue against hers between kisses.
Between labored pants that see him pressing himself a little more insistently against her. He's moments away from outright lifting her up so that he can scoot her back on the bed and pounce on her. But even still, Cloud is far too overdressed for this situation. Whereas this sweet redhead was but a tug on the crotch of her panties away from his direct touch. ]
Gonna reward you good- [ he breathes against her lips, almost downright panting like a wolf in a rut. ] -for all that.
[ He keeps his balance against the edge of the bed well enough, getting as far as an insistent stroke of his fingers against the dampened crotch of the vampire. Despite how cool she feels...he can still feel that heat. Her overall scent dizzying him now that he finally had her. ]
Going 'lower' really got you worked up, huh?
[ Giving in and sending her that scandalous shot on his bed. As he strokes and works her pussy over with more fervent strokes and circling, he only slows when he feels her hands slide down skin and fabric for the sides of his kimono.
Yeah. Fuck this. This needs to come off. She'll find that he hasn't dressed in the multitude of layers that typically came with Nipponese wears, the blond making quick work of the plain obi with an assertive tug. When it comes loosened, it leaves the front of him wide open as he discards the sash and pulls the front of his attire open. All it'd take is a shrug off the shoulders to leave him with a pair of hakama pants...increasingly uncomfortable hakama pants as his loins stir and his erection only fills out even more. ]
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Between labored pants that see him pressing himself a little more insistently against her. He's moments away from outright lifting her up so that he can scoot her back on the bed and pounce on her. But even still, Cloud is far too overdressed for this situation. Whereas this sweet redhead was but a tug on the crotch of her panties away from his direct touch. ]
Gonna reward you good- [ he breathes against her lips, almost downright panting like a wolf in a rut. ] -for all that.
[ He keeps his balance against the edge of the bed well enough, getting as far as an insistent stroke of his fingers against the dampened crotch of the vampire. Despite how cool she feels...he can still feel that heat. Her overall scent dizzying him now that he finally had her. ]
Going 'lower' really got you worked up, huh?
[ Giving in and sending her that scandalous shot on his bed. As he strokes and works her pussy over with more fervent strokes and circling, he only slows when he feels her hands slide down skin and fabric for the sides of his kimono.
Yeah. Fuck this. This needs to come off. She'll find that he hasn't dressed in the multitude of layers that typically came with Nipponese wears, the blond making quick work of the plain obi with an assertive tug. When it comes loosened, it leaves the front of him wide open as he discards the sash and pulls the front of his attire open. All it'd take is a shrug off the shoulders to leave him with a pair of hakama pants...increasingly uncomfortable hakama pants as his loins stir and his erection only fills out even more. ]