[He sinks into her and she wraps her arms around him, tight enough to choke a weaker man. She doesn't want him to move too much, afraid climax will bring an end to the spell they're under. She doesn't want sense, responsibility, reality to come back.
I want him back.
She clings to that thought as she cries out with every thrust; petulantly rails against the voices reminding her why this should only be an interlude. She's behaving like a child, refusing to listen to reason (and yet that childish refusal to listen to reason had gained her Naga. Hard to argue with success.)]
no subject
I want him back.
She clings to that thought as she cries out with every thrust; petulantly rails against the voices reminding her why this should only be an interlude. She's behaving like a child, refusing to listen to reason (and yet that childish refusal to listen to reason had gained her Naga. Hard to argue with success.)]