Chopping the Morning Wood 1/3
anonymous
May 26 2010, 00:31:17 UTC
A/N: Good, 'cause I indulged in my fluff!OTP, Camistair. Also captcha was "he fingered." LMAO. NOT THIS TIME.Camilia awoke to the now familiar tickling sensation of her lover's stubble grazing her collarbone as his lips danced along the column of her throat. With a yawn, she arched her back in a stretch, letting out a kitten-like mewl from both the satisfying feeling of working her muscles, and Alistair's tongue darting out to gather her earlobe in his mouth, sucking gently
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Chopping the Morning Wood 2/3
anonymous
May 26 2010, 00:32:30 UTC
He chuckled huskily, dragging his lips along her collarbone, nipping as his hands skimmed over the expanse of her back, hitching up her shirt in the process. “So, my love,” Alistair said, bringing his eyes up to meet hers, “do you mind? I'm not... I didn't mean to, ah... be so forward but, Maker's breath you're just so
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Chopping the Morning Wood 3/3
anonymous
May 26 2010, 00:33:17 UTC
It didn't take him long to reach his peak. A few minutes at most, after favoring her with a multitude of kisses across her jaw, eyelids and brow, murmuring declarations of love and care until finally groaning her name into the crook of her neck. As his orgasm shook his body, Camilia's palms smoothed over his neck and hair, lips brushing his temple, his breath coming out in hot pants against her skin
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the warm cuddly mm mm good kind, please Anon, I'm feeling romantic :D
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p.s. Thank you, other grateful anons! :3
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