He strokes the curve of her rear as her tail continues stroking his thigh in turn. Era shivers.
"You've seen the shape of you beneath my skin, hero." It is something she takes great pleasure in witnessing. How her body clings to him like a second skin, holding tight even as he moves.
"Sometimes I wish to make love. Sometimes I wish to be fucked," she hums, lifting her other hand to trace arcane shapes along the curves of his muscles. "Very rarely am I struck by the overwhelming desire for you to make my body bear you a child."
Era presses a kiss to his flesh.
"...It's been nearly a year since I arrived in this place. A year since I last fought for my life. Long enough for my body to feel safe, and let me feel things that were too dangerous to before.
"It doesn't change the fact that it is something that cannot—and should not—be, but it has let me feel want for the first time."
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"You've seen the shape of you beneath my skin, hero." It is something she takes great pleasure in witnessing. How her body clings to him like a second skin, holding tight even as he moves.
"Sometimes I wish to make love. Sometimes I wish to be fucked," she hums, lifting her other hand to trace arcane shapes along the curves of his muscles. "Very rarely am I struck by the overwhelming desire for you to make my body bear you a child."
Era presses a kiss to his flesh.
"...It's been nearly a year since I arrived in this place. A year since I last fought for my life. Long enough for my body to feel safe, and let me feel things that were too dangerous to before.
"It doesn't change the fact that it is something that cannot—and should not—be, but it has let me feel want for the first time."