#caterina

Mother by Maia Baia

Art by WHISPERSLEO

Illario has taken control of my life. I mean, its okay, I wasn't doing a good job with it anyway.

Close-ups because the time this took me is ridiculous. If you like it make sure you let me know because I really feel im just screaming at the void HAHAHA /sobs

Honkai: Star rail | Annihilation Gang

Rating: E | WC: 2.6k | CW: Smut | Full story on AO3

A/N: I thought I got these two out of my system with the first fic. Apparently, I did not. Fair warning: this thing is spicy as all hell (and features a whole lot of references to lemons, which...is perhaps a double entendre, I'm realizing...am I exposing my fandom oldness here?). For anyone (i.e., me) who just wants to read a good old fashioned bump and grind makeout sesh sometimes, this one's for you. 🖤

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Preview:

It's a night too hot for clothes, muggy and insufferable after an afternoon scorching as Hell, and cracking every window hasn't helped. He'd complained about it for a full hour after he'd sauntered through her door—but nestled back on her settee now, watching her sway her hips in a bath of candlelight, wearing nothing but that pretty kiss of green and a glitter of carved glasses in her hands, the heat couldn't be farther from him. If anything: a promise. A glimmer beginning to bead at her sternum. Sugar and salt rising on the air, as much as the musk of evening pollen. He lets a fizzle of lemon and Prosecco sit on his tongue, swallows it down as his eyes climb her body.  He'd paint her, if he could. If he had any gift for chiseling marble, he'd sculpt her where she stands. For now, lounging, he looks. ✦ Read More

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