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[longwillows]

reach out?

the smell of fresh water in dry desert air. the feeling of cautious curiosity. a place as dangerous as it is resplendent.

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BEEP BEEP THIS BUS DON'T STOP

[longwillows]

[Her satisfied laugh is muffled at first by his fervent kisses, but the weaving thread between them trembles gleefully, small bells and motes of light beckoning from the forest within. She watches as he works his way down her chest, humming appreciatively at the flick of his tongue, shoulders pulling back to arch her body ever so slightly closer to him, more than receptive to his attention.

Though he takes great care not to abrade her skin, the hint of teeth seems to be more enticing to her than dangerous, eliciting a shiver and a hint of sound on the exhale that follows. Even as he descends, she holds onto him; shoulders, then arms, then the nape of his neck, and finally his hair as he pulls her close and stops between her legs.

The backwards tip of her chin exposes the length of her neck as his tongue teases feather-light from his exploration. Another sigh—deeper, more indulgent—accompanies the reflexive curl of her digits, toes and fingers both tensing in anticipation. When she lifts her head once more, she finds he's already looking at her. There's a wonder in his eyes that's hard to wrap her head around, particularly in this dreamy, wanting state.

Let me take care of you. An undertow of hesitation, slowing the current of lust that rushes atop it, for reasons she cares naught for in this moment. They are far less important than this beat of warm consideration he gives her, where the desirous haze in her eyes clears up just enough to complement the mirthful quirk of her smile.] No promises, if your talents are as you've said. But I'll give it my best.

[That said, she rolls first along the balls and then the heels of her feet until her weight shifts down and back towards the bed. With a soft, downy thmp, she lands on the mattress, letting go of Julian for the moment until he settles in. Which should be fairly easy with the generous part of her legs, even taking the width of her thighs into account.

If she has any question as to why he wants to be able to look at her while he works, she doesn't voice it. She is a vision, after all. Who wouldn't want a look?]