Her fingers tightened and she rocked her hips up to meet the next thrust as he teased her. His mouth sent pleasant little shocks through her and her delicate pallor betrayed her: a blush started to spread across her chest.
His growl sounded deliciously feral and her excitement spiked, just waiting for a bite. Geralt so often left little bruises across her neck, her shoulders. Nina rarely tried to hide them, too pleased by the memory of how she got them.
Her breath caught when his pace changed and she dropped one hand to brace against the rooftop, fingers curled tight against the blanket as she moved to meet him. The angle of their bodies was good; she let her head drop back as her voice rose in a sharp, sweet sound.
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Date: 2017-10-25 06:26 am (UTC)His growl sounded deliciously feral and her excitement spiked, just waiting for a bite. Geralt so often left little bruises across her neck, her shoulders. Nina rarely tried to hide them, too pleased by the memory of how she got them.
Her breath caught when his pace changed and she dropped one hand to brace against the rooftop, fingers curled tight against the blanket as she moved to meet him. The angle of their bodies was good; she let her head drop back as her voice rose in a sharp, sweet sound.
"Geralt--"