Nox barely had time to nod at her words and agree before she was kissing him again. He leaned forward, his palms splaying flat on the desk for a moment before he pulled back again, not to stop though. No, he wasn’t ready to give up, he was ready to give in, because resisting this urge would be far too painful. He pulled away so that she wouldn’t be injured by his wings emerging. They were massive with sharp points in places, just like those of a bat. “Touch them,” he begged as his lips pressed to hers once more. When she did, he allowed a hand to slide up her shirt, firmly grasping her breast.
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A noise of disappointment escaped her lips as Nox pulled away. She wanted him on her and wondered what had caused him to pull away until she saw his wings in all their impressive glory. Ana stared at them in awe until his lips were upon hers again, a hand reaching out tentatively to touch one of them. She moaned into his mouth at the feel of his hand on her breast and found herself arching into his touch. Her own hand skimming over the skin of the wing, tracing lazy circles, not knowing how much pressure on them was comfortable. The hand remained though she pulled her lips away as he had before. “Does that feel good?”
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Nox enveloped the two of them as his wings curled around, creating a tent of privacy. Though, the door was unlocked, so it really wasn’t all that private. When her fingers stroked tentatively over the thin, dark grey flesh, he grew more animalistic in his desire for her. She need not ask, but he gave her a breathy, “Yes,” anyway before his teeth clashed with hers, their lips smashed together messily.
The desire he felt threatened to consume him if he didn’t do something more immediately. It was not like Nox to rush. Yes, he was passionate, but rarely in a hurry. But there was an urgency pushing him. He grabbed the edges of her shirt and ripped it open, letting his lips move to the center of her chest a second later to place hot kisses on her sternum.
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The awe still registered on her face as his wings closed around them like a privacy partition. Her hand kept stroking at his wing, and small, fleeting smirk appeared as he confirmed her question. She didn’t have time for anything else because soon his lips were on hers again, battling fervently against hers.
Ana liked how raw and animalistic this felt, but was still a bit shocked when her shirt was ripped open. She would’ve opened her mouth to complain about how expensive it was, but all thoughts of that flew out the window once his lips were on her chest. Letting her head fall back, both hands now tangled themselves in his hair. “More.”