¬ lalisa

[] tF i never saw this -

/the wet muscle flicks, toying around with the bud just like the mindless motion of my thumb on another and my mouth moves to the other side to latch onto, teeth grating against the hardened in a rather taunting act. all for the sole purpose to reel out the sounds of pleasure from you, of which the devil of lust within never would have enough of its craving. a hand ventures down, fingertips slowly brushing against the bare skin of your stomach and lower to the pelvis, holding it in place as my hips grind against you, the growing bulge seeking for friction that pulls out a muffled moan from me with ease.

[] I SWEAR I REPLIED THE OTHER DAY

*the movements of our twined slick muscles has warmth pooling in my body, my nails pressing softly against your back enough to leave slight crescents in the skin; releases a whimper when you pull away though thankful for the air that surges back to my lungs. The sound of your voice alone has my head going once more and my skin tingling, only to have my back arched up from the bed with a low moan* J-Jimin- - *Moves my hand to curl both sets if fingers in your hair, softly gripping onto the locks*

[] hh thank you :')

/i allow the slick muscle to move with your own in a messy waltz, fervor burning under my skin as well as the grasp on your bosom, kneading with a rough force until i dare to break the heated kiss apart. any trace of hesitation is no longer evident when i tug your shirt up, unveiling the perky mounds of which the mere sight of them turns my mouth into an arid desert, tongue mindlessly skimming over the bottom tier. , baby.. /my lips then hover above, tongue experimentally darting out for a and latches on it for a le, whilst the free hand squeezes another one i have yet to savour.

[] Your writing is so damn pretty, I'm -- ♡ ;;;;;

*going completely blank as our lips move together, relishing in the taste that happens to linger on yours- a breathy moan can be heard as the couplet is abused, not to mention the metallic taste that's suddenly highlighting my tastebuds. The warmth of your hand is automatically pressed up to, holding back the sounds that threaten to escape as the bud is messed with - my fingers slipping beneath the previously gripped fabric to press my nicely manicured nails against the unmarred canvas of your back; my tongue slips to move against yours, hungrily tangling with the muscle*

[] ♡

/the urgency is shown, the small of tight grip tangled between my locks and that is enough to have me croon against your lips in pure adoration. the alluring hue of cherry blossom of your lips begs to be tainted, and soon the lower tier is captured between the white pearls, biting with amount of pressure plentiful to leave a small cut i can relish in the sight of it later. meanwhile my hand is quick to unclasp the hook, sliding underneath to take your within its hold, grasping harsh just as my thumb brushes over the bundle of nerves perked for attention, flicking with constant motion as the wet muscle off a trickle of blood on your lips, rudely invading the warmth of your mouth once more.

[] jfc--

*Head lulled back against the bed, my thoughts tumble together in a mass of incoherent words and images, being burned by the sheer need becoming more and more present within my being. Skin heating up and my body beginning to ache for quicker touches and harsher affection. Glancing down to your orbs, my fingers take the reigns that is the hold on your locks to pull you up so I can capture your couplets with my own in an almost desperate kiss; slips one of my hands down along your upper back to curl into the fabric of your shirt, tugging it up with a small whimper*

/and my hand dances in the reflexes underneath its fingertips, admiring the way your body leans into the touch and the gentle notes spilling from you. it is addicting, the rush of thrill consuming my thoughts with nothing but yearning for more, wanting to tear down the wall surrounding your inner desires for the eyes of greed to indulge in. the tug reels out a grunt from me, though my lips are already etched with a small smirk, dark orbs gazing up from where i was marking my own presence along the line of your collarbone. yes, my love?

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*your ministrations have my eyes falling shut, more than enjoying the delightful feel of your lips against the untouched valley of skin, small sounds slipping here and there. Arching up slightly from the comfort of the mattress at the unfamiliar feeling, my abdomen flexes beneath the wondering fingertips; the feeling alone having me near wanting to beg. My shoulders roll in response to your little dance with the metal clip, giving your hair a - probably harder than I meant - tug that's trailed by a whimper* Jimin -

/a guttural hum is all there is in response when my lips are engrossed in marking your skin, and nibbling on the particular spot before tracing more downwards, a bloom of scarlet hues adorning your pretty pale skin. my hand ventures underneath the shirt, rough pads of fingers brushing over the smoothness of your abdomen concealed beneath - one that has been caressed only by my gaze all this while. it slowly crawls, allowing you to feel the lingering trail of warmth until my touch reaches the hook of your bra, digits toying with it in a teasing demeanor.

*snickers faintly to myself with a clear amusement in my orbs, simply enjoying your reaction to things; gladly hums when my back hits the softness of the mattress, my hips shifting within your hold. Each kiss leaves behind tingling warmth thst nearly has me squirming, nose twitching as you return to the already sensitive spot- my fingers offer your hair another small tug, head tilting to give you more room to work with* I really, really do.

we ain't no more. /the stride takes a rather rushed turn, paving my way through the door of the room and with the bed in sight, i allow you have a gentle landing upon the sheets, despite the roughness of grasp secured around your hips that never seem to let go. my lips mouth kisses on your cheek, then trailing along the jawline all the way down to your neck; tongue once more grazing over the pale reddish mark i've left just a while ago. so keen on riling me up, do you want to me off that bad, baby?