declarations [[locked to joslire for H&M]]

[prophetepiphany]

Her own scars were forgotten, things she didn't even think about anymore when she was like this with him. Over the past year he'd loved her so much that she never had to wonder or worry about how he felt. She didn't think about what he had to be thinking when his fingers wandered along her back

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[knife_fighter]

Jos moaned with pleasure, back arching. He stroked Laura's head, shoulders, upper back -- whatever he could reach, with fevered hands, and brought muscular but flexible legs up to stroke her legs, hips and bottom.

Silken skin, soft hair, lips, tongue, he was awash in pleasure, completely at her mercy.

[prophetepiphany]

Tugging his hip wrap down, Laura slid her body back up his and kissed him deeply as she reached to stroke him gently. Her fingers wrapped their way around his erection as her tongue slid over his slowly.

[knife_fighter]

"Baby," was the only coherent word that came out from between moans and groans and sighs of pleasure.

He reached up to caress her face, hold it in his hands, even as he moaned into the kiss as she stroked him.

He felt she should be the one being pleasured, but she seemed to have other ideas, so Jos surrendered himself to her.

[prophetepiphany]

Making her way back down his body after getting her fill of kisses for the time being, Laura replaced her hand with her mouth, letting her fingers stroke across his inner thighs. She knew that he could pleasure her all night long, so while she had him at her mercy, she wanted to reciprocate.

[knife_fighter]

He couldn't keep his hips from rocking just a little into that loving stimulation.

He parted his legs farther for her.

[prophetepiphany]

Feeling her heart start to pound at the thrill of pleasuring him this way, she allowed his moving to help her move with more intent. Every stroke of hands, lips, and tongue maneuvered to build him up, and she let one hand glide up his side to twist their fingers together as she held onto him.

[knife_fighter]

He grasped her hand as an anchor on the sea of sensation.
He made no secret of which touches inspired the most pleasure; his gasps and abandoned movements were easy to read.

But when he got close, he felt he had to warn her in case she had other plans.

"Baby, aaah! I'm going to..."

[prophetepiphany]

There were no other plans; this was for him and inspired by him, and she moaned around him in encouragement, making sure to go back to things that seemed to bring him the most pleasure. Her eyes opened, and she watched him, not wanting to miss his look of bliss.

[knife_fighter]

His eyes were focused on her, dark with passion, lips were reddened and parted, chest heaving. Then his eyes lost focus entirely and he groaned out her name as he came.

[prophetepiphany]

Carefully Laura swallowed, then when she could hear his panting she started to slowly pull away, taking her time as she went. Grinning, she nuzzled against his inner thigh before making her way back up his body.

"Gods I love doing that for you," she whispered as she kissed his stomach, leading up his chest.

[knife_fighter]

He panted harshly gathering his breath, assisting her in her path up his body, impatient to gather her in his arms.

"I love you," He said, gasping occasionally as aftershocks shook him.

"Now what can we do for you?" he asked, between kisses, chuckling breathlessly.

[prophetepiphany]

Laura smiled with a little laugh. "We can bask in your after glow," she suggested as she nuzzled against his neck.

[knife_fighter]

Joslire wrapped his arms around her and kissed languidly around her neck and jaw.

"You are so beautiful." Not profound, but heartfelt.

[prophetepiphany]

The words were enough to make her heart soar, they didn't have to be profound because they were enough to make her know she was loved, deeply by this man.

"You think so, hm?" she asked with a grin as she closed her eyes.

[knife_fighter]

"I know so," he said as he stroked her back. "I look at you and I hear music, and know the reason and meaning of my life."

[prophetepiphany]

"That night on the beach, the night we met...every night has felt like that, Joslire. I've never stopped feeling that overwhelming love for you. Not one day," she said softly as she pulled him down into a tender kiss.