( He's content to merely rest beside her, despite everything, really. Still feeling noticeably erect between those thighs, even as he tilts his head to meet her neck, brushing his lips against the soft flesh there.
He was in no hurry to relieve himself, but his growing sensitivity was becoming somewhat maddening. )
Well then, may I wrap you with my wings?
( He's not quite sure where he's going with this metaphor, but hopefully, he means to invoke an image of protection. )
Help him....
He was in no hurry to relieve himself, but his growing sensitivity was becoming somewhat maddening. )
Well then, may I wrap you with my wings?
( He's not quite sure where he's going with this metaphor, but hopefully, he means to invoke an image of protection. )