Saluce is so lovey dovey seriously
Her excitement only helped to continue the male toward the goal his body was pushing for. Urges and sensuality were only half of it all but his hand was running across her jeans and it soon had them unclasped. Knowing that she had accepted him meant nothing unless they bonded fully and as her lovely form sat underneath him, he went to work. Eyes beamed down on her as he leaned down to place another kiss on her lips, this time much more lust filled, fuller of a need to continue this act. His groin was already starting to come alive as he continued to warm her up. That hand which had just unlocked her jeans slipped underneath to tease her female lips, almost to see how she reacted to his touch. Knowing somehow that her reaction would dictate how fast or slow he’d need to take this all. His little princess deserved her first time to be special and as his lips locked on hers, and his hand played mischievously with her nether region nothing about him seemed unpracticed.
Breaking off the kiss for a moment his eyes opened back up looking for a reaction upon her own, his hand had finally left her and had begun to inch those jeans off her. The behemoth smiled warmly as he leaned in placing kisses along her neck and jaw line with a playful growl escaping his lips. Hues reflecting a sudden hunger within them to finally stop playing games, and commit to her. Saluce belonged to Layla, and as much as the younger part of him drifted away it squeaked quiet screams of protest that fell on deaf ears as he let himself take the step and become a real man. Saluce would have to do all the things that would be expected of him, even put up with her bickering when she chose to do so. To love her even when temptation presented itself for him to falter, even now he knew it would be hard, it would be a difficult road but if he was to ever know who he was then it was time to give himself freely to someone else’s needs. With this he knew that no simple physical act could ever declare that without first speaking those simple words to her, all the passion, sex and promises would mean nothing if he didn’t declare his love for her with words and actions.
“I love you my Maîtresse Sombre” eyes looking up at hers even with his mouth at a precarious position above her lovely breasts, eyes though spoke the truth of the words however playful he was at the moment. Maybe they were just words but in order for him to fulfill them he had to speak them first. That hand had quietly pushed her jeans below her hips but her tail and long legs kept them still enclosed around them, and so this act, even such a small one would be hers to do.
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