[ There’s a vulnerability to it, to taking up a role that they normally don’t, or that they didn’t seem like they’d fall into together. Then again, Idia’s not the one in control, no matter what sort of position the two of them took. No matter how hard his hands clutch to Lilia’s hips, how firmly his own hips roll up against Lilia’s. Lilia knows he’s in control, knows that in an instant he could turn the tables on them without trying too hard.

Still, he’s easily distracted, easily taken by the hum he could hear from Idia. His hips grind down into Idia’s hard as he takes his cock as deep as he can, his tongue moving to practically dive into Idia’s mouth without hesitation, despite the danger of those teeth within. His tongue tangles with Idia’s, fingers curl against his shoulders hard.

The kiss, no matter how desperate, is broken to allow Lilia to murmur some soft words into Idia’s ear, ]

I’m close— Fuck, I’m close. I’m going to make a mess all over you and then…… then I’m going to fill you up until you can barely think. [ He murmurs, dragging his tongue along Idia’s jawline, letting out a breathy, unfocused laugh. ]