1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

Syx moaned into the kiss as her fingers stroked him, kissing her back with a lazy speed despite his passion. He was on a slow burn as the sounds of his video played, kissing down her neck before turning his head to allow his eyes to slid back to the screen. 

“Anna, ooh, ah, right there,” he sucked in a breath as her fingers rubbed over highly sensitive spot. 

He loved her tremendously, just how she was, but his imagination and desires wondered what it might be like… envisioning her fingers as a tentacle rubbing against his slit. He could deny just how much he wanted it. Still, even having her, her love for him filling his sense made him feel rich.

As his head shifted on his neck, her lips easily began to trail down along his jawline until she was kissing at his neck, taking the skin into her mouth as he inhaled sharply. Moaning sensually against the skin, she pressed a bit more against the sensitive spot that she had hit, curling her fingers to try to get at it better. 

As she does so, she bites lightly at the skin, wanting to give him as much sensation as she can with how she is now. 

“Oh, oh god, fuck ohhhh, Anna, Anna,” Syx’s breath caught as he curled under her touch, hips rocking. His long fingers found their war into her hair, holding her close. With another shout his swelling tentacle slid out, brushing along her hand. That she knew how to play his body so well now only served to make him love his tiger more.

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

Kissing her back and nipping at her lips, Syx pulled his mate against him. He hadn’t been wearing much, he hadn’t gotten to the point of removing his pants, but he’d discarded his t-shirt early on. His fingers easily slid under the skimpy tops she favored, finding skin.

“Normally I far prefer the real thing too, but uhh… sometimes I want things that the reality here doesn’t really provide,” taking her hand and joining their fingers together he lowered their hands until they were cupping his slit. Syx rocked into the contact, letting his head fall to her shoulder. 

Anna made a soft sound at his words, though what she was thinking that caused the soft sound to be heard wasn’t clear in her expression alone. Rather than speaking to try to say anything to make it better, she shifted to claim his lips with hers. She deepened the kiss immediately, her head tilted so their lips fit together perfectly. 

She happily curled her fingers as soon as she felt his slit beneath her fingers, moaning happily as she does so. She simply wanted his pleasure, wanted him to feel her love she held for him. Everything she felt for him was sometimes almost overwhelming.. but she did love him. Deeply. 

Syx moaned into the kiss as her fingers stroked him, kissing her back with a lazy speed despite his passion. He was on a slow burn as the sounds of his video played, kissing down her neck before turning his head to allow his eyes to slid back to the screen. 

“Anna, ooh, ah, right there,” he sucked in a breath as her fingers rubbed over highly sensitive spot. 

He loved her tremendously, just how she was, but his imagination and desires wondered what it might be like… envisioning her fingers as a tentacle rubbing against his slit. He could deny just how much he wanted it. Still, even having her, her love for him filling his sense made him feel rich.