[She'd been half determined to finish him off with her mouth - that had been the plan. But it turns out it's difficult to resist finishing like this. She loves the wrap of his arms around her, the weight of his body when he presses her into the floor of her tent. How easily he slides inside of her, and it's hectic and messy and passionate. Like lovers finding each other after years apart, even as their love bites were still purpling from earlier.
Her voice breaks loud against his mouth.]
You can have me. Ah- [Her arms wrap around his sides, fingers digging into the backs of his shoulders.] Fjord!
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Her voice breaks loud against his mouth.]
You can have me. Ah- [Her arms wrap around his sides, fingers digging into the backs of his shoulders.] Fjord!