[ this just keeps getting better, better and goddamn better, doesn’t it. if it’s getting better for eren, it’s also getting better (worse) for rey; the fox hasn’t been shoved or forcefully put at bay by any means, so he might be doing something right. it reins over his next course of action: to press his bust right into the woman’s until tight cleavage, skin and nipples were slowly pushed together in a spur of thrilling inner static. ]
You are too, Rey. [ physical dysphoria was not so light or even a simple matter to easily talk her out of, but . . . maybe the devil would have a wildcard in that. eren’s lips are close now, terribly close as one hand tempts her hand and the other her face, rolling his cheek into an owning rub where she’d smell of him (to him) up the lobe of her ear and uttering, with a lush voice set to charm. ] I can help you . . . With that.
[ would she shy away from the gentle brush of his fingertips where her cock was? they’d find out, as the tightened fabric is carded like a feather, and sharp like a claw for her to feel right through what was left of her garments. ]
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[ this just keeps getting better, better and goddamn better, doesn’t it. if it’s getting better for eren, it’s also getting better (worse) for rey; the fox hasn’t been shoved or forcefully put at bay by any means, so he might be doing something right. it reins over his next course of action: to press his bust right into the woman’s until tight cleavage, skin and nipples were slowly pushed together in a spur of thrilling inner static. ]
You are too, Rey. [ physical dysphoria was not so light or even a simple matter to easily talk her out of, but . . . maybe the devil would have a wildcard in that. eren’s lips are close now, terribly close as one hand tempts her hand and the other her face, rolling his cheek into an owning rub where she’d smell of him (to him) up the lobe of her ear and uttering, with a lush voice set to charm. ] I can help you . . . With that.
[ would she shy away from the gentle brush of his fingertips where her cock was? they’d find out, as the tightened fabric is carded like a feather, and sharp like a claw for her to feel right through what was left of her garments. ]