06-12-2021, 07:00 PM
Stellaria
She does not get a smile from him, but one day - one day she promises herself that she will. For now the shuddering breath that her touch inspires is enough to cause her lips to twitch upwards. Stellaria is enjoying tracing his patterns so much that she’s delightfully surprised to feel him touch her back.
It is so soft, it is not enough, but it is a start.
Her breathing hitches as his muzzle trails down and back up her body, and she stops her exploration to watch this - watch what it looks like when day touches night. Stellaria’s aching leg twitches under his caress, under the fierce words that bring a smile to her vibrant gaze.
She does not immediately respond to them because there are other words that must be spoken first.
“I only ever want to be touched by you. Only you, Worship. For as long as we live.” We because young Stellaria cannot fathom a world where one of them could exist without the other.
And then she’s reaching for him again, like she has a right to his flesh just as he has one to hers. And she believes this - that they each are the only ones who have the rights to the other. If she was to belong to anyone, it was him, and this does not bother this wild dreamer because he belongs to her too. “Leave the sun so I can admire you beneath it, and instead you can tear apart anyone else who might dare to take what is yours alone.” She almost wishes someone would, just to see what he would do - or what she would do, if the roles were reversed. So this too is an easy promise to make against his opalescent skin. “And I will do the same.”
It is so soft, it is not enough, but it is a start.
Her breathing hitches as his muzzle trails down and back up her body, and she stops her exploration to watch this - watch what it looks like when day touches night. Stellaria’s aching leg twitches under his caress, under the fierce words that bring a smile to her vibrant gaze.
She does not immediately respond to them because there are other words that must be spoken first.
“I only ever want to be touched by you. Only you, Worship. For as long as we live.” We because young Stellaria cannot fathom a world where one of them could exist without the other.
And then she’s reaching for him again, like she has a right to his flesh just as he has one to hers. And she believes this - that they each are the only ones who have the rights to the other. If she was to belong to anyone, it was him, and this does not bother this wild dreamer because he belongs to her too. “Leave the sun so I can admire you beneath it, and instead you can tear apart anyone else who might dare to take what is yours alone.” She almost wishes someone would, just to see what he would do - or what she would do, if the roles were reversed. So this too is an easy promise to make against his opalescent skin. “And I will do the same.”
@[worship]