#takes her a while to process it like she wld be balls deep in u and just go absolutely still

[shalomniscient]

nsft utc

no thoughts head empty just chasca who for as long as you’ve dated her has only ever made love to you, sweet and gentle, hands intertwined with yours and lips by your ear whispering the sweetest things as she makes you cum over and over on her cock. she treats you like you’re the most precious thing in the world, worships you, always putting your pleasure before hers—not to say that she doesn’t get her fill either. more often than not she cums so hard her vision blanks for a few seconds as her dick pulses in your warm, wet, squeezing cunt. chasca is entirely satisfied with the state of your sex lives as it is; however, that voice in her head believes otherwise.

it croons at her as she rolls her hips into yours over and over, whispering terrible things into her ears. bite them, the voice encourages, cover their neck in your mark, let everyone know they’re yours. she shuts it out by burying her face in the crook of your neck and breathing in your scent, but sometimes it just makes the voice more insistent. wouldn’t their voice sound so nice screaming, howling your name? wouldn’t they look so lovely on their hands and knees, arching and begging for your cock? wouldn’t they look so, so pretty crying for you?

the only thing holding her back is the fact that you haven’t agreed to any of it, and she would rather go for another war in the night kingdom before ever doing that. but, if you do insist… archons above does chasca fuck you into the mattress. your peacekeeper’s gentle, relaxed thrusts are gone, replaced by ruthlessly deep and harsh ruts of her hips against yours, grinding her dick as far she can go in you. her hand rests on your nape, pushing your upper body down into the pillows while her other hand grips your hip, holding it up. your back curves in a beautiful crescent that has chasca biting back the snarl of a swear as she drives her cock in and out of your greedy, dripping cunt until she finally finishes, filling you with thick ropes of pearly cum to the point it leaks out around the seal if your lips around her dick as her teeth sink into your shoulder just enough to draw pinpricks of blood.

and she does this over and over until you’re thoroughly marked and that stupid voice in her head is thoroughly sated. as she cleans you up, a little apologetic, she thinks that even though she disagrees with the voice on nearly all aspects of life, it was right about one thing—you look damn fucking good all marked up by her.