[m] the evening primrose opes anew

Saul Stormbringer · 07-25-2012, 06:10 AM

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If I had words to make a day for you,

I'd give you a morning, golden and true.

I would make this day last for all time,

Give you a night deep in moonshine.

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wasnt too sure if you wanted to prolong this, or whether to get it over and done with! we'll just say that Saul was overexcited! haha

Green eyes had darkened once more, the love and lust pulsing through his body unable to be contained. Watching her tongue flash out to swipe at his fingers was something he did not expect, but it caused a memory to become clear. Nestled between Lilin's legs, lapping slowly and sensually to be interrupted by her own fingers sliding down to greet him. He remembered that she'd raised her hands to her face after her own exploration, inhaling her scent. It seemed his mate was curious about this, curious about her own arousal as well as his own. He had flashed her a grin before finishing cleaning his fingers.

Their roll over was smooth and for that he was grateful. As he'd cradled her body, her own arms had risen to wrap around his neck, anchoring herself to him. His smile turned sweet as he looked down at her, spread out before him. Her head twisted to the side, giving him unhindered access to her neck as he'd bitten down. It wasn't hard, but there was a possessiveness to the gesture that couldn't be ignored. She was his, and in return he was wholeheartedly hers. The shift of her hands to his shoulders and the subsequent clench of her fingers foretold the penetration that had just been achieved. Green eyes looked down at her, noticing her discomfort and taking it slow until her murmured words caused him to relax.

It took him less than a second to pick up the tempo, his hips thrusting against hers with an urgency that belied the calm control he had over his arms and hands, still deep in her hair. He tried to stifle his groans, but it seemed that within moments her own had enticed his out and the two created their own symphony in the Grove. Panted breaths, sighs, whimpers and moans were given in response to their push and pull. He could have perhaps proclaimed to have taken it slow and made love to her, but the urgency and ferocity in his hips rendered that a lie. At one point he'd managed to shift, his left arm removed from her hair and placed on the ground, his arm straight so that his body was raised up from her- it had only served to increase the tempo.

Green eyes had managed to shut when he'd felt the first feather light tightening in the base of his abdomen. He knew he was close and with desperation looked towards Lilin, his eyes foretelling what his mouth could not shape. The automatic curling of his toes and the stiffness that overtook his legs were his second warning. It took him just a few minutes longer, pumping hard into his mate before the sensation ripped through him and he spilled himself gratefully into her. His hips jerked for a few moments as he pitched forward, catching himself on his elbow before he could completely smother her. Arms came round to embrace Lilin as he rolled to the side, still remaining inside her as he pressed her body to him.

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