[ one thing she would learn fairly quickly in all this is that, aside from the horns, eren’s neck is an erogenous zone, causing him to nearly arch it back as a shiver overtakes him. he doesn’t want to break away again, and so the dragon gasps into the longing kiss and twists into it. his purses are caught between points, some nick him, other times his own teeth poke them, and while his claws scrape from the top of her scalp down to her nape in exchange, there’s such a little smile there when he feels her pull at his lip, one that seems like a tiny sample of ecstasy in the way his eyes follow shut and open again. ]
I can’t. [ he hushes, only adding to the fact that no he certainly can’t stop even if he tried to.
eren wouldn’t consider himself seasoned in this— though perhaps he had more of a grasp on his gut feelings to help guide her along, instinct was and has always been his best friend. he’s had two partners, both men in the span of three months and plenty encounters with said two in between, but nothing of years. they’re both the same age, under so much similar circumstances even in this; he didn’t have the time or focus for it at home, and had it not been for his current bonded, she would be his first as well.
it’s already a scorching first anyway, he’s never been with a woman and quickly realizes how much he delighted in her breasts squeezing against his chest, the extra smell that slides in with ever inhaling flare of his nostrils that make his movements just a tad more batty— it was discovery after discovery. eren is far, far curious about the lines and spaces of her body, wanting to learn them with each drag his mostly free hand, heavy with lust but gentle in its journey down.
anything in her hair slips out, down to accompany his other hand that’s well on its way to hook under her thigh and hike her leg up (allowing for a good boost). she didn’t have to worry with him, being an advocate to do what the heart speaks and think less in these moments. let the heat move your limbs, and your heart, everything else. ]
Lex— my horns, [ want to see something neat? he knocks his forehead into hers, ghosting over lips almost seeming to plead for another seal. ]
no subject
I can’t. [ he hushes, only adding to the fact that no he certainly can’t stop even if he tried to.
eren wouldn’t consider himself seasoned in this— though perhaps he had more of a grasp on his gut feelings to help guide her along, instinct was and has always been his best friend. he’s had two partners, both men in the span of three months and plenty encounters with said two in between, but nothing of years. they’re both the same age, under so much similar circumstances even in this; he didn’t have the time or focus for it at home, and had it not been for his current bonded, she would be his first as well.
it’s already a scorching first anyway, he’s never been with a woman and quickly realizes how much he delighted in her breasts squeezing against his chest, the extra smell that slides in with ever inhaling flare of his nostrils that make his movements just a tad more batty— it was discovery after discovery. eren is far, far curious about the lines and spaces of her body, wanting to learn them with each drag his mostly free hand, heavy with lust but gentle in its journey down.
anything in her hair slips out, down to accompany his other hand that’s well on its way to hook under her thigh and hike her leg up (allowing for a good boost). she didn’t have to worry with him, being an advocate to do what the heart speaks and think less in these moments. let the heat move your limbs, and your heart, everything else. ]
Lex— my horns, [ want to see something neat? he knocks his forehead into hers, ghosting over lips almost seeming to plead for another seal. ]