#ofruins

          her  boyfriend  was  a  total  jerk  ,  and  there  was  only  one  person  she  wanted  to  be  with  whenever  she  needed  to  escape  .  she  was  already  on  her  way  to  his  place  ,  practically  speeding  in  her  car  just  to  get  there  faster  .  it  was  clear  she  had  been  crying  earlier  ,  eyes  puffy  and  red  .  desperately  ,  she  parks  and  makes  her  way  to  his  front  door  ,  knocking  frantically  .  ❛  please  open  up  .  it’s  me  .  i  need  you  .  ❜  she  pleads  from  the  opposite  side  of  the  door  ,  hoping  that  he’ll  answer  and  make  everything  okay  .

sexual sentences . / accepting!

@ofruins. / mazikeen.

               she’d met mazikeen at lux.  wandering in, she’d been new, but she also knew that the people surrounding her weren’t really people.  they were other beings like her.  maze had spotted a fellow demon and was intrigued.  at least, at first.  but after a few drinks and some touching, that was sliding into desire territory.  charli was mutual in that, as they shared their first kiss in a darkened corner.

               though it wasn’t long before mazikeen was taking her home.  they’d kissed some more on the ride home and by the time that they were behind locked doors, charli was practically begging to be taken by her new lover.  she had displaced her glamour, ears and tail were showing, as well as her eyes.  quivering, they never made it to the bedroom.

               maze had some tricks up her sleeves.  one of them being that she could use magic to ‘grow’ a realistic dick.  one that felt and worked almost as well as the real thing.  the other demon made short work of charli’s clothes, spreading her folds, uttering that phrase and making charli moan.  she wouldn’t deny that, she’d been wet for maze for a while now.  tongue flickering across her nipples, charli whimpered.

                       ❝maze, maze—- please…❞  

               the teasing had gone on far enough.  maze plunged that attachment deep inside and charli let out a cry, arching backward.  clutching her fingers into maze’s shoulders as her lover thrust over and over again, harder, deeper.  she bent her over, pushed her against a wall, on the floor, over the kitchen island, making sure that her girl was more than satisfied.