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WIP Whenever!!! 🖤

Thank you for tagging me, @verbenaa!! Your snippet was AMAZING 😍🥵

Please have a little WIP of my most recent chapter, quite a few thousand words down the line from Chapter 2!

She kisses his wrist, running her fingers down his abdomen before stopping where his shirt is tucked into his pants. Astarion angles his body to give her better access and she gently shuffles it off of him, letting it flutter to the ground before he presses them together and once again draws their mouths against each other. He sighs when her chest touches his, her quiet gasp stealing his unneeded breath as she shifts her hips and dissolves in his arms. Before she’d been almost timid, and now he generates a heat in her that paints her in near desperation as he fights not to be completely swept up by it. He cradles her generous chest in his hands, relishing in the soft whimpers that pass into his mouth as his thumbs stroke over pert flesh. He drifts down to kiss her neck and for a moment he considers sinking his fangs in, but decides against it. He’s surprised to smell the sharp bouquet of vanilla and licorice root and when he looks up, blood pools on her lower lip. Something akin to a wave of pleasure jolts through him- a surprise outside of his control. She’d… bitten it herself? A second ticks by, another, and he crashes their lips together, powerless to resist the feeling of bliss that coats his tongue and spurs his hands to tear the rest of her clothes off. The movement throws them off balance and they collapse to the ground, her thighs pinning his legs together. Their lips don’t stop, and he itches to remove his trousers with the promise of sweet heat straddling his hips, the fabric stifling. Her lip has stopped bleeding, but the flavor remains, and with deft fingers, he goes to undo the front of his pants. Her hands stop him and as she peers down at him through her thick curtain of hair, she peels them down and off along with his underthings before sinking between his legs. “What are you…?” He trails off as she sweeps her curled locks aside, wetting her lips with a swipe of her tongue. With a pleading look in her eyes, he props himself up on one elbow, lost in his realization that he should be the one in control, he should be delivering a pleasure so intense that she’ll never want anything else. The blood from their kiss dulls his mind with foreign lust and he can’t bring himself to protest as a low groan tears from his throat when her hot mouth envelops him whole.

Tagging you all cause I can't get enough of your writing! 💖 (Sorry if you've been double-tagged!)

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