As they moved to the slow erotic sounds of the music, he felt his ardor start to rise. As he held her tight he knew she could feel the press of his cock against her body. He was aware her body craved what he would gladly offer and she would soon be his. His Selkie senses could detect her sweet arousal.
"..... You heard the scream too, didn't you?" He was pretty sure he wasn't hallucinations, but he needed confirmation anyway. People don't just vanish into thin air. Nothing seemed out place, however, there was a sense of uneasiness around
That’s when he noticed a couple walking in his direction. One was a young man with short brown hair and light brown eyes. His ‘girlfriend’ was an attractive girl with long black hair that goes down to her hips and violet eyes.
Instead of retreating, she moved closer until their legs touched and only the gown separated them. She slid a hand to his face and pressed a trail of breathy kisses along the edge of his jaw. Her golden hair fell in disarray off one shoulder, exposing her tanned neck. His breath caught, and he found her earlobe, kissing and teasing, lowering his lips little by little to the pulsing in her throat.
She took a deep breath and began walking in the direction she last heard him. With each step she took his scent grew stronger, more intoxicating. She stretched her hands out in front of her and stopped when they made contact with his bare, firm abs. He had stripped his shirt off and she took her time exploring his torso that was smooth and muscular, intensifying her lust for him.
With her mind filled with thoughts of Bass, the sound of his voice coming from the doorway was like a bullet to the heart. She gripped the back of her leather desk chair and turned.
She can feel the hair on her skin stand up, as if she was a magnet attracting herself to someone else's energy. She's wondering why she's feeling this way as she raises her head forward to acknowledge him. She notices the light coming from the dusty window reflect on his features but before she can gather her thoughts for her response, someone roughly open the doors a floor below and yells,
As soon as he stepped into the alcove, two hands were upon his chest, fingers gripping his shirt and pulling him forwards. Then he felt her breath against the nape of his neck, heard her voice low and husky on his
She watched as he spoke with his hands, a soft blush coming to her cheeks as called her mind beautiful. Part of her felt that off churning in her stomach, remembering the last time someone had called her that and what he had done to her. But the gentle touch
He then realized he was still moving to the softer tune that no longer exists. He stopped and moved his hands to encased his Little Bird face between them. She opened her eyes, big brown and enticing him to stay with her. He kissed her