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Basch fon Ronsenburg ([personal profile] bardische) wrote 2024-01-12 04:02 am (UTC)

I would not have been so uncomfortable in armor. [ There’s a rumble to his voice — a chuckle. But the thought is gone as quick as it comes. He’s too focused on the way she’s moaning, and when she sobs his name the first time, he inhales sharply, his kiss turning tender.

It shouldn’t make him that weak and warm to hear his name like this, but it does. He gently offers her name back, cooed between “radiant lady”, and doesn’t let up from his task, using his thick arms to keep her knees from closing and her torso back against him.

her climax builds and gods it sends gasps through him to hear her moan and sob his name. He latches his mouth to her neck, encompassing her entirely as he guides her through it, but his head snaps back and he moans sharply as the lead pulls tight and her arm scrabbles for him. That want, that praise, it just drives him to make this as good for her as he can, and when she finally slumps in his hold, he pulls her tight, stroking her hair and kissing gently against the crown of her head
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You were radiant, my lady.

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