It was so good, the way she screamed his name. The way they writhed together, a two-headed serpent, an Ouroboros gone horribly wrong. Pleasure and pain intertwined until the two were indistinguishable from each other, and through it all, the ever-present, never-changing drumbeat that drove him on.
His face darkened with mad passion, he fucked her with a sort of vicious, predatory air, devoid of self-awareness, the tails of his coat covering the both of them like the wings of a hawk. Thinking of nothing but her scent, her skin, the way she felt wrapped around him.
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Date: 2009-10-08 06:28 am (UTC)His face darkened with mad passion, he fucked her with a sort of vicious, predatory air, devoid of self-awareness, the tails of his coat covering the both of them like the wings of a hawk. Thinking of nothing but her scent, her skin, the way she felt wrapped around him.
"Rose," he hissed in her ear.