ββ .β¦ synopsis ; in the dark of the night, he takes you to his version of heaven.
ββ .β¦ content ; modern au, split tongue! + d piercing! teu, pussy eating, blood play, blood eating, sadomasochism, p in v, dead dove: do not eat?
sorry for not posting as much, life has been messy. take my old tnmn obsession that came to bite me in the ass. :P
Β his scent smelled deep of sweet dirt and rain infused moss as the unintelligible screams of his playlist played quietly. his body encased you, hair falling down in a soft cage over your open thighs. his breath sat hot on your warm skin in his cold room, your neck was sore with bright red and purple. fire hot marks that burned sensually in the shape of his shark-like teeth, the heat of your own blood that slowly seeped through tiny incisions.
Β the deep black ink on his face made his face look almost drowned in the dim gray, red eyes that burned bright and dangerous even in the dark. loud winces of pained pleasure sifted through your clenched teeth as another series of bites dug into the thick skin of your thigh, leaving behind the same deep red that stung your throat. he tutted softly with sharp, black painted nails on your hips.
Β "does that hurt, mo chridhe?" he purred softly, the small bud of your clit slipping sweetly between the split of his tongue. "good." gasps fell through your lips as he teased you, flicking a forked tongue over your puffy lips. heavy thumbs bruised the soft skin of your hips, nails fighting to pierce. every slow movement was deliberate. he tongued you slowly with a low hum that resonated in his chest and against your leaking cunt. you twitched on his taste buds, each side of the tip of his tongue enveloping your clit like a hot, sticky hug while a thumb circled your quivering hole.
Β your back arched slightly over silken black sheets with your toes curled and your nails grasping at dark brown roots, moans bursting from your throat. there was always a little bit of torture, new marks and new ways to break you in half in the best way possible. you felt the slightest poke on your weak cunt, his teeth barely grazing you as he left you with a suck. you dripped down his chin when he separated, hovering over you in the next moment with your own taste hitting your tongue.
Β "you're so pretty, teu..." the smallest of smiles met your lips, warm hips pressed against yours. the heat of his hard cock rested peacefully on your mound, small metal spheres of the ladder-like piercings decorating the bottom of his shaft warm from skin and white pearling over the ball protruding from his slit. his chest rumbled sweetly, covered in syrup-like slick with a drag of his pierced tip along your folds.
Β teeth gnawed softly into your bottom lip as his tip caught onto your hole, pushing in sweetly with a low, resonating hum. your cunt stretched around him with a breathy call of his name. he drooled from his tip, pouring it graciously over your sticky walls. your toes curled in coordination of metal caressing your fluttering insides. the one settled at his tip bumped pleasantly against your cervical opening, kissing it messily.
Β he need not wait for you, diving in you without restraint. his hips warmed against yours, hot skin swiftly patting against your pelvis, sharp hip bones nudging. his face burrowed quietly into the curve of your neck, a mostly gentle bite to muffle a deep groan. greedy legs wrapped around his waist, fingertips gracing his back with the crimson of your nails on his shoulder blades. his hisses muffled by your clavicle, blood swept down his esophagus in smooth droplets. a divided tongue that soothed the aching burn.
Β your pained whines mingled with the pleasured clamor. your hips lifted and your toes curled, calling a sweet mantra of his name and babbles of enjoyment. tears drooled down the sides of your face, staining with pillow with the salty translucence.
Β his hips rammed with a different speed from before when he began to reach his peak, relishing in the squeeze of your walls surrounding his cock and the metallic taste of your crimson covered skin. his groans tickled your skin, the once silent teutates allowing his mouth to open and release you. they slipped freely from between his clenched jaw, eyes sticking to the back of his head and a beautiful guttural growl loudly blossoming in midnight air, hot pearlescence sticking tightly to your gooey walls as his balls emptied in spurts. your cunt clenched, unintentionally forcing his seed to leak. your back arched, nails digging in deeper into his back, air stuck in your lungs. it dripped, falling to the bed sheets in pure white droplets.
no one writes for this guy :(