[ She has nothing to fear from him, she never has. The appearance of his blade doesn't even inspire it - her pulse quickens, breathing sharpens. Green eyes widen and darken, blade hovering just above her pale flesh close enough to slice were his hands not so steady. But they are steady and they hum with the void, sending a shiver down her spine, a sigh from her lips. She feels it more now than before, the pull of void magic, singing to every one of her nerves.
It's replaced quickly by him, lips and teeth and tongue, warm against the flat of her stomach. Muscles twitch underneath the warmth of him, the catch on his beard against her. How easily he lights a fire underneath her skin, has her burn for him wanting. A hand finds his hair again nails dragging against flesh as he roams up her, impatience taking a tight hold. ]
Corvo... [ His name leaves her lips in a moan, breathless, body arcing underneath him. He will drive her to madness before the morning comes, of this she is certain. ]
no subject
It's replaced quickly by him, lips and teeth and tongue, warm against the flat of her stomach. Muscles twitch underneath the warmth of him, the catch on his beard against her. How easily he lights a fire underneath her skin, has her burn for him wanting. A hand finds his hair again nails dragging against flesh as he roams up her, impatience taking a tight hold. ]
Corvo... [ His name leaves her lips in a moan, breathless, body arcing underneath him. He will drive her to madness before the morning comes, of this she is certain. ]