It's especially easy for his furry bed companion to sneak off since Max is lightly dozing, curled up loosely on top of the covers napping off the wine. He stirs to the sound of her sweet voice, and when he opens his eyes he can hardly believe the angelic vision before him.
"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
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Date: 2024-12-20 02:06 am (UTC)"V-ah.hh..." he starts to say her name but the word becomes a thready gasp of lust. His gaze flits from the claps on the front to the fabric holding in her bust to the skirt where it falls short on her gorgeous legs. He wants to reach for her hair, tousel her loose locks, and watch them cascade over her lovely shoulders. He wants to kiss her until his lips go numb. He wants to worship her on his knees for hours.
Where words fail, his body speaks the truth loud and clear. He's already twitching for her, fully awake and burning with a need so hot he could light the house on fire.
"Hello, beautiful."