[His hand does pull further and further down her body, transfixed on the arch and curve of her spine. Following down to the swoop of her rear, but holding himself back. Thumbing curiously at the end of her tailbone, a spot he's often known to be pleasingly sensitive for immortals in human shapes. His touch dipping ever so lightly between her ass cheeks to toy with the spot,
He's easy to reach for and tilts his head into her guiding hands. An eager nuzzle, animalistic, so basic as to be pleased by simple chin scratches. He hums, offering a compromise she never really negotiated for,]
Touch the beard all you like. [he enjoys it being toyed with, his hair overall very sensitive, but only the mane itself being a limit for him. With his free hand, he reaches up to cup her hand with his massive palm and tilt himself to pepper kisses at the soft of her wrist,]
I invite you. Take those as you like. [Concord has plenty of kisses to give! Genuinely, a very tender guy in contrast to his more aggressive, territorial instincts...]
[He isn't the only one here who had animalistic instincts beneath an all too human looking skin. In her true shape, that tailbone didn't end there, extending into a pale, fluffy tail that was considered one of the most beautiful amongst her entire race. He'll find it just as sensitive as he hopes, eliciting an arch of spine and a wriggle of hips, a splay of thigh that rumples the sheets beneath them. She is a creature that knows how to respond to a nuzzle, nails scratching slow and encouragingly beneath his jaw and into his beard, expressing a bit of gratitude for the "gift".]
I hope you like women who are just as indulgent as they are bold...
[Her expression had been desirous since the moment he opened the door to let her in, but its become more naked as she has, a low rumbling growing in her throat and a want in her eyes as she watches his lips press to the delicate skin of her pale wrist. Charming... but as delightful as they were there...]
Because if you say I can take as many as I like...
[She tips his head back up so she can have his lips for herself, a kiss that begins gently, intent on exploring the shape and the taste of him... but there is a depth of passion smoldering beneath, threatening soon to erupt into far more obvious flames.]
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He's easy to reach for and tilts his head into her guiding hands. An eager nuzzle, animalistic, so basic as to be pleased by simple chin scratches. He hums, offering a compromise she never really negotiated for,]
Touch the beard all you like. [he enjoys it being toyed with, his hair overall very sensitive, but only the mane itself being a limit for him. With his free hand, he reaches up to cup her hand with his massive palm and tilt himself to pepper kisses at the soft of her wrist,]
I invite you. Take those as you like. [Concord has plenty of kisses to give! Genuinely, a very tender guy in contrast to his more aggressive, territorial instincts...]
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I hope you like women who are just as indulgent as they are bold...
[Her expression had been desirous since the moment he opened the door to let her in, but its become more naked as she has, a low rumbling growing in her throat and a want in her eyes as she watches his lips press to the delicate skin of her pale wrist. Charming... but as delightful as they were there...]
Because if you say I can take as many as I like...
[She tips his head back up so she can have his lips for herself, a kiss that begins gently, intent on exploring the shape and the taste of him... but there is a depth of passion smoldering beneath, threatening soon to erupt into far more obvious flames.]