[ his lips shine with the flit of his tongue over them as they curved, coy, and flashed his fangs not just at rey’s inquiry, but at her advance. it was so lovely, just what his body was pleading for— rey’s shaft being rubbed between the start of eren’s thighs, swaying toward a gentle grind as the women came forward, hands at the curves of his hourglass hips . . . very feminine, indeed, she’ll find. there’s not an image of a man on him any more, and it’s as if he never was. ]
I’m not obligated to be here like this.
[ unlike rey, this, whether spurred by the temptation to trick and seduce or not, was still a choice. at least, eren had the illusion of it, when the kitsune parts were more inclined to have their way than he would to actually pursue any of it in a sober state. well, sober eren can’t come to the phone right now, but kitsuneren is taking any messages and will gladly get back to them, depending on the receiving package, if any.
their breaths were hot on each other’s cheeks, he could feel it, and to ice their cake— he licks her, slow, deliberate, starting from the curvature of her jaw and riding toward the corners of her mouth, with words that just nearly had a moaning touch to it: ]
no subject
I’m not obligated to be here like this.
[ unlike rey, this, whether spurred by the temptation to trick and seduce or not, was still a choice. at least, eren had the illusion of it, when the kitsune parts were more inclined to have their way than he would to actually pursue any of it in a sober state. well, sober eren can’t come to the phone right now, but kitsuneren is taking any messages and will gladly get back to them, depending on the receiving package, if any.
their breaths were hot on each other’s cheeks, he could feel it, and to ice their cake— he licks her, slow, deliberate, starting from the curvature of her jaw and riding toward the corners of her mouth, with words that just nearly had a moaning touch to it: ]
Let loose.