Zaria bit into the corner of her bottom lip as he took in her figure, a light sigh breaking through as she felt his cock twitching underneath her. She absolutely loved the change that happened on his features in that very moment, the way his gaze simply ate her up, how his tongue brushed over his lips, as he wanted to devour her right there and then.
Her smile showed some shyness in it at his compliment once he looked up at her, but she didn't try to hide herself. She pushed her long red locks back, exposing more of her skin to him. Zaria looked at him with excitement as he got rid of his shirt, revealing his strong chest, the mix of hairs on them, too. Her hand slowly glided up his skin, she grew to love the fact he was older from her - the greys mixing into the black hair, the light wrinkles around his eyes, the wisdom he carried... and surely he will prove to her why an older man is better in bed than anyone of her age, too. When he touched her breasts Zaria felt like she was set on fire, her body immediately searching for more as she arched herself into his touch.
"My handsome husband."she murmured softly just before their lips sealed in another kiss. But as he began trailing them down her neck and chest, Zaria's breath got hitched, and fingers of the hand carefully played with the hair on the back of his head as she arched into him, giving him more of her. She let out soft moans, not being able to stay calm in his lap as she shifted and rubbed more against his hardening cock. "That feels nice..."she moaned out in a low voice, she didn't think this could be a thing but Zaria was clearly enjoying the attention her breasts were getting.
"gods above..." deucalion sighed, a whispered prayer, against her skin. he leaned in, running his tongue over her skin, tasting her. he kissed her breast, over and over, his mouth finding the hard, pink pebble of her nipple. he ran his tongue against it, feeling it underneath. he took it into his mouth and sucked, softly, letting out a soft groan. he lavished her breast and nipple with his mouth's attention, and then moved to the other side, kissing along the way.
he groaned against her skin as she ground against him. he rolled his old hips, rutting his hard cock against her bottom. there were only a few thin pieces of fabric between their bodies, but as keen as his body was, deucalion wanted to take his time. he pulled himself off her, leaving her skin wet and lavished. he looked up at her, two-toned eyes looking into hers with a look of lust. he grinned, and his hands moved to her legs. he wrapped them around himself, and lifted her up. he carried to the bed, and laid her down, leaning down to give her a kiss. it was sweet, and soft, and slow.
"i'll take it slow, my love." deucalion promised her, his hands reaching for her dress around her waist, and started to pull it down, revealing her naked body completely. deucalion let out a soft sigh, admiring her. he reached out and touched her waist, his hands running down to her hips, her legs, stroking the smooth, pale skin. he went to his knees, opened her legs to kneel between them. his hands ran up her legs, to her stomach, and he leaned forward to kiss her belly button, then lower, lower, lower, until he pressed a kiss to her lower lips.
















