#messages

5. aerion

Aerion enjoys the taste of you, watching you squirm beneath him, but it's not enough for him. He needs to have your hands, your body fully pinned into the bed, to fully take over you, and he can't do that if he's eating you out. When he does go down on you, it sends ripples through your body - it's so infrequent and unexpected. His tongue, like an animal, is like a separate entity.

Aerion bites you gently until you lift your chin and bite your own lip; he's at your clit. If you were more sensitive it would hurt, but being with him has made you adventurous, your pain tolerance high. He bites your lips then, pulling at them gently. Aerion strokes you with his tongue slowly now, and when you're close he moves up your body finally to devour the rest of you.

4. valarr

Valarr enjoys the act of eating you out just as much as you enjoy going down on him. Foreplay for him always starts the same, he slides down your body, kissing your bare skin as he goes down, cruelly slowly. Each kiss makes you hot, and tingles shoot down your back. Especially when he is slow. You rest back on your elbows to watch him, he doesn't do it as often as you'd like, but his perfectly imperfect eyes wander up and lock on to yours. Valarr watches for your reaction, as he slowly kisses around you, the top of your inner thighs, your pubic hair, his nose tickles you, rubbing you.

Valarr's tongue glides up, from your entrance up to your clit and you moan out as you drop back, looking up to the ceiling. You keep your eyes open, you feel everything, it's slow and glorious. Valarr is noisy, and hums in agreement every time you make a sound. Your fingers thrust into his hair, across his scalp, through the brown and platinum.

3. baelor

Baelor loves to wake you up by putting his bearded face between your legs. He lifts his chin to graze your sensitive pussy, right up to your clit, and you stir. You feel his hands at your thighs, his fingertips digging into your skin like he's moulding you, a work of art. When Baelor looks up at you, it's only in wonder, every movement you make is because of him and it pleasures him deeply.

Baelor would have you like this every morning, noon and night if he could. Under the sheets, he likes the protection and having you all to himself, and when you try to clench your thighs together he knows you're close. He keeps your legs parted wide, and uses his beard again to tickle you, grazing against your skin just enough to make you moan out. Baelor's tongue slips inside you, as deep as he can go, then out slowly. He hears your soft cries of pleasure and smiles into you.

2. maekar

Maekar always starts with having you on your front, on your hands and knees, your legs slightly apart. He kneels down to be at your level, and licks you, like you're a feast, working from the bottom to top. Maekar is loud, he's carnal, and it turns you on to know he is enjoying it so.

He lets you lower, to lay on your front on the bed. Maekar's hands grip the back of your thighs to keep you exactly where he wants you; eating you out like this gives him a lot of power over you. From behind, it feels intense, you can't see his face or anticipate what he's about to do next. It heightens your senses.

Maekar squeezes your backside and feels you involuntarily move yourself back into his face, you're entranced. Maekar adores feeling your wet pussy move up his mouth, to his nose. He groans and drags his tongue up like he's eating ice-cream. You feel his massive, broad hands over you, as he turns you over onto your back. Maekar spreads your legs and almost growls low, into your wetness. His tongue, his mouth are both unbelievably wet, and he won't let you come, not just yet - he's only just started.

1.daeron

Daeron can be a sleepy, drunken lover at times but he adores settling between your legs and letting his tongue do the work. No matter where you are, he will take you, even if you hiss at him and tell him it's not appropriate. To him it's always appropriate. Daeron lusts for your, your taste more than oxygen. He'll go down on you in your bed, on the floor, in the garden maze where he can hide under your dress. Even once in the caves at Dragonstone. He loves how his flicks make you writhe and hum sweetly underneath him, like you're cast under his spell. Daeron knows how to drive you insane, until you're trembling, coming into his mouth and begging for him to fuck you. He doesn't just love to go down on you, he loves tasting you. Consuming you. He loves that the sloppier he is, the closer you are to orgasming.