#*usfw.

however, he's not about to deny being attracted. because. rosie is very attractive. not to mention, things always seem to go this way for them. and he's absolutely not complaining.

her cold fingers were wrapped around his length, stroking, making him painfully erect with how slow and full her hand moves. hips jerking automatically.

‘ mon dieu... ’ the words escape him huskily.

breath seizing in his chest as her tongue circles the tip. a groan fills the air.

@sorrowsick.

however, watching cross through the rearview was distracting. she's had to grip the steering wheel once or twice in the process. it's when they whine like they do, that she has to pull over.

climbing into the back seat, she delicately removes cross' fingers and replaces them with her greedy mouth and tongue. hands pressed to either thigh as she devours.

@sorrowsick.

the urgency was just too potent.

primal. almost animalistic.

meaty paws start gripping and groping those soft mounds, the delicate silk being shredded away as they're exposed. nipples already taut and aching. his mouth descends greedily.

nails dig, almost piercing the skin of his shoulders. it's not long before his girthy length is impaling her, stretching her further than before but the deep moan that echoes up from her throat shows just how much she enjoys it.

from there it's a blur. it's pure, uninhibited need. she is brought to climax too many times to remember, muscular legs quaking as she clenches around him like a vice.

@jademight.

yuri feels the obi of her kimono loosen, revealing part of her naked form. his mouth on her shoulder and the a pleased noise escapes as his mouth descends upon one of her swollen nipples. fingers carding through her samurai's hair.

the vampire is completely at his mercy. drawn fully out of her kimono and laid out on the floor of the gazebo. a thin bedroll the only thing separating her from the stone. lashes flutter as her continues with his oral mapping along her body.

she becomes lost in the pleasure. lips. tongue. until finally, they join. she arches, legs secured around his waist as his strokes are long, precise. to draw out the pleasure for both of them. yuri presses a kiss to his chest.

before their lips catch and they fall victim to their shared desires.

@priscus.

he's not surprised that she's quick to blossom the room in warmth. a sorceress of her fortitude would be able to achieve nothing less. cool lips press a light kiss to the back of her hand. helping her with her cloak, dropping it on the back of a chair.

in the glow of the firelight, zhen means to warm her up the old fashioned way. articles of clothing, piece by piece, until he can map every inch of skin with his palms. rubbing, touching, putting each scar to memory.

the darkness that sinks in from the surrounding shadows almost mirroring the dancing flames in the fireplace.

their bodies finally joining is what sends the darkness rippling.

@sorrowsick.

because clark has missed him too. and settle him, letting him know just how much his presence is needed here. right here. right where he belongs. the blue-eyed hero gives a feather soft kiss to his husband's shoulder, large paw sweeping down the left side.

another kiss to the center of his spine. letting him soak in the warmth. to be cloaked in it. the taller male pushes, nestling himself just shy of bruce's prostate. he leans down, mouth on his neck, not moving.

not quite yet.

bodies start to meet, a horse groan tumbles forward. both hands digs into scarred flesh, his word warm against bruce's throat.

‘ let go, bruce. i've got you. ’

@bruz3r wanted some clorktion.