She Was Exhausted. He Did This To Her. Over And Over. And She Loved It.

She was exhausted. He did this to her. Over and over. And she loved it.

Milli listened as he made his way around the house, preparing more coffee. She wasn't sure how long he was going to keep her awake.and she was afraid to ask. No, not afraid. There was anticipation there. And longing. She smiled.

Her fingers trailed over the parts of her he'd claimed. Her head, her face, her lips...her chest, just above her heartbeat...and lower...

She must have made a sound. "Ready for more, Milli?" Aellarian asked.

"Yes," she said, blushing and embarrassed, but squirming with excitement.

The bed dipped and she reached for him again. And again. And again.

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“ Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.”

 Edith Sitwell (via handcrafted-in-germany)

Syrean painted banners, carved into wood and fretted over whether it looked good enough. It had to be just right… 

Reblog this if it's okay for your RP partners to leave you scenes in Skype to respond to whenever you have time.

She's not alone...*goes back to stalking*