noughtmancer: made by Nia @ <user name=hiraethe> (Quentin ♋︎ Wet Dream)
Quentin Coldwater ([personal profile] noughtmancer) wrote in [community profile] memesoftheton 2023-06-07 11:15 pm (UTC)

[ It was because Eliot knew every single weakness of his; he felt that in the way that his body responded; his hips arched up from ground; he was naked and still dewy from the waters of the pond but a scant few feet away. The light dusting of butterfly dust casting a glowing shimmer about him and thereby making everything more intense and hot.

A rough little groan of pleasure as he hooked his leg just over Eliot's shoulder and continued that undulation; his stomach concaving with each movement-- allowing himself to respond to Eliot like the tides of the moon as they ebbed and pulled against gravity and time.

He reached up to curl his fingers into those locks of curls, slightly damp and losing their artful arrangements; though he'd always loved Eliot in all forms; but refined and wild-- knowing that they were two parts of the whole. ]


Yours.. mmmm..

[ against pale hip, his cock twitched-- with every soft contact of lips anywhere but against it and he was fine with the carefully crafted edging, the way that his body singed; he liked it drawn out.. he enjoyed it when Eliot took his time and pushed him beyond his limits. He could endure much, he could withstand the storm and torrents of Eliot's body and in turn he could storm as well.. as forcefully and as temptuously as Eliot did ]

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