marcus (_drac) wrote in cirque_rp, |
He rathered enjoyed a good back racking and it showed by how the witch's muscles flexed and rippled in the wake of Ilinca's nails. Marcus pulled her waist closer to his body, slightly breaking the frame their arms held. He held her tightly there while taking a deep breath of her supernatural scent.
Deep woods and a soft fire. Marcus kissed at the fae's pulse point, "Doesn't that make me doubly honored to walk away from your embrace and be able to tell the tale." He teased, working them slowly into the traditional circle.