[ oh... he wants him. of course he knows that. they both want each other. it's in their words, in their touches, in the mundane and extraordinary moments. walking together from class to class, sitting in the cafeteria, being in the other person's dorm. still, hearing it does something to leona. an acknowledgement of sorts. there's no one like leona or lilia out there. when they make love, it's...
so of course he's going to show lilia. he's pretty much gotten him loose, all ready to go. might not be the most comfortable fit, but leona's all raring to go. stiff, throbbing, aching. much like other parts of him. ]
No one else like me.
[ words that are soft and warmed by the heat of the moment, where he positions himself carefully over top. he's done this time after time but it never gets old. he wants to see lilia, completely devour him, make him submit. so when he presses the head of his cock against and then into the fae's rear entrance, he's salivating--- in more than one way. ]
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so of course he's going to show lilia. he's pretty much gotten him loose, all ready to go. might not be the most comfortable fit, but leona's all raring to go. stiff, throbbing, aching. much like other parts of him. ]
No one else like me.
[ words that are soft and warmed by the heat of the moment, where he positions himself carefully over top. he's done this time after time but it never gets old. he wants to see lilia, completely devour him, make him submit. so when he presses the head of his cock against and then into the fae's rear entrance, he's salivating--- in more than one way. ]