Comfort

[the_god_illyria]

"Then, Illyria, you have learned more then you need to know about being human, I dare say. You have admitted to a mistake and done it with sincerity to a person who was there and watched it all unfold. What happened in there was most definitively a rage spell and you, me, Angel, nor the pope would have any control over our respective angers in

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[pryce_less]

The moment was so touching, that I just wanted to melt, melt with her. The day had been so trying, testing, difficul to register, particularly fo somebody like her that didn't have a full comprehension of the lethality of magic's, but naked, our bodies pressed together, after our kiss, she looked into my eyes, and I saw something that I had seen a few times from her since we had brought down Wolfram and Hart's Los Angeles branch

[the_god_illyria]

I let him hold me, let his hands caress the small of my back and turn me against the cool wall. Never did surrender feel so enjoyable. I closed my eyes and let my forehead rest on the tiled wall as he entered me. A soft moan escaping from my lips as I arched my back and pushed gently into him

[pryce_less]

I couldn't sustain the level of emotion that I was feeling, and contradicting the strong and gruff exterior that had come about in the past two years, I let a tear escape me as I worked into a rhythm against Illyria's firm and tight body

[the_god_illyria]

I slightly frowned as I felt his body get tense, I turned my head slightly to look at him and realize there was a slight look of pain on him. I let him hold on to me and shifted positions, letting him lean back against the wall as I brought my body forward and slid my own hips over his, feeling him penetrating me deeply this way