Aello could feel Kyra's skin vibrating against her lips; her touch. She could hear her purring; a sensation which caused her ears to prickle as she continued to rub the Kelvic's back. "We can take turns," the huntress whispered as Kyra's tongue escaped her lips. Her warm breath falling onto Aello's collar bone as the pale pink muscle trailed up the length of her shoulder to her lower neck, before it was replaced with sharp fangs. Not nibbling as she had, but biting. Hard. The huntress gasped, her breath catching in her throat as she allowed her skin to fall against Kyra's teeth. Her flesh searing as it broke, turning red, and then white as a bead of blood rose, and then fled. "Oh Kyra," Aello whispered as her lips parted, head tilting back as she closed her eyes. Deep chestnut mane cascading down the length of her bare back. The frayed edges tickling the surface of the mud. A hidden ripple dancing over its surface as her skin seemed to clench within Kyra's grasp, causing the huntress' heart to skip a beat. For her gasp as she waited for the release. |