( and who's aventurine to deny such tempting request, overcome with his own instincts and desires as he is? there is a world out there where this is the path he has taken; one where he forgets the pain and misery he has lived through, embracing elation, welcoming the joys of life without a care in the world. it feels much like this, perhaps - accepting each one of his feelings, indulging in them, sinking down teeth into skin as requested, sucking on it, biting on marks left behind to add more marks on top of it.
it's a shame he can't sink teeth to every inch of kirma's body; though his imagination does him quite the favor in picturing how good he would have looked covered in bite marks, reddened and some dripping blood. underneath him, begging and wanting, with no room to run or escape, if the thought ever crossed his mind. in such unrealistic, wicked fantasy, maybe aventurine could babytrap him - wouldn't it be nice? to fuck kirma deep enough so many times he would have no choice but to give birth to the largest litter of golden puppies with avgin eyes the universe has seen—
lord.
allowing his imagination to run wild is enough to him, at least. the only warning kirma gets is a particularly sharp bite to his neck and the leverage pull of his tail, exerting little care as he pulls his ass further up so aventurine can spill deep inside of him. the ecstasy of it feels heavenly, almost, a particular feeling he so rarely feels. give enough time, and aventurine might even regret some of his actions here - but for now, out of breath as he is, he pulls back, pulls out, still holding onto kirma's tail but admiring the sight of him all the time. it's quite the masterpiece, if aventurine has ever seen one. )
Bunny or not, we should do this again. ( #BringTopAventurineBack ) You're cuter than I thought, too.
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it's a shame he can't sink teeth to every inch of kirma's body; though his imagination does him quite the favor in picturing how good he would have looked covered in bite marks, reddened and some dripping blood. underneath him, begging and wanting, with no room to run or escape, if the thought ever crossed his mind. in such unrealistic, wicked fantasy, maybe aventurine could babytrap him - wouldn't it be nice? to fuck kirma deep enough so many times he would have no choice but to give birth to the largest litter of golden puppies with avgin eyes the universe has seen—
lord.
allowing his imagination to run wild is enough to him, at least. the only warning kirma gets is a particularly sharp bite to his neck and the leverage pull of his tail, exerting little care as he pulls his ass further up so aventurine can spill deep inside of him. the ecstasy of it feels heavenly, almost, a particular feeling he so rarely feels. give enough time, and aventurine might even regret some of his actions here - but for now, out of breath as he is, he pulls back, pulls out, still holding onto kirma's tail but admiring the sight of him all the time. it's quite the masterpiece, if aventurine has ever seen one. )
Bunny or not, we should do this again. ( #BringTopAventurineBack ) You're cuter than I thought, too.