Of course he knows how limber she is, how her build and skills would allow for such a thing. But it's very different when it's put into practice. Sweeney would say she'd been holding out on him, but in the end, maybe the universe was just saving it for tonight.
He snarls against her skin at her biting, a faint whimper on its tail, before another growl chases behind.
The sweet pain and the hot ache and the terrible burden of prolonged wanting converge in a perfect moment, and he presses a sharp cry against her skin, burying her face in the crest of his hair.
Everything twitches and trembles as he fights against collapsing completely upon her. Even so, he only manages by the prop of his elbows against the grass. He fights for breath, panting in the curve of her neck, his lips rested on her shoulder as he sucks in the scent of her hair.
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Date: 2021-12-19 09:22 pm (UTC)Of course he knows how limber she is, how her build and skills would allow for such a thing. But it's very different when it's put into practice. Sweeney would say she'd been holding out on him, but in the end, maybe the universe was just saving it for tonight.
He snarls against her skin at her biting, a faint whimper on its tail, before another growl chases behind.
The sweet pain and the hot ache and the terrible burden of prolonged wanting converge in a perfect moment, and he presses a sharp cry against her skin, burying her face in the crest of his hair.
Everything twitches and trembles as he fights against collapsing completely upon her. Even so, he only manages by the prop of his elbows against the grass. He fights for breath, panting in the curve of her neck, his lips rested on her shoulder as he sucks in the scent of her hair.
So. Fucking. Worth. It.