[ The belonging here is assuredly mutual. Queen and Servant yes, but she views it as balance. Stability. While Saya always prefers to take charge, she never wants to destroy who the other person is. Her appreciation for Rosen is in large part his confidence and fighting prowess, she wouldn't ever want those pieces of him to be dampened because of her. If anything, she wishes to make them flare all the brighter. ]
[ She laughs, low and delighted, when Rosen's teeth worry at her neck. His rebellious side is added to the list of reasons she wished to claim him. Clutching him tightly, hips moving with speed and strength that she knows he'll like. Squeezing him with her arms, legs, and inside herself. ]
[ Her long fangs nip at his ear, also giving him a good taste of the eager sounds she's making: little gasps and moans that shake free every time he pushes deeper into her. Her nails draw down his back, raising a few welts. ]
[ Then they slide together just so, and her head falls back as she looses a short but emphatic burst of sound, shuddering all over. Her golden eyes are framed by a flushed face, blood-tinted lips parted around desperate panting. He's hitting all the right places -- her hips move faster, harder. Needy and urgent. ]
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Date: Apr. 13th, 2023 05:17 pm (UTC)[ She laughs, low and delighted, when Rosen's teeth worry at her neck. His rebellious side is added to the list of reasons she wished to claim him. Clutching him tightly, hips moving with speed and strength that she knows he'll like. Squeezing him with her arms, legs, and inside herself. ]
[ Her long fangs nip at his ear, also giving him a good taste of the eager sounds she's making: little gasps and moans that shake free every time he pushes deeper into her. Her nails draw down his back, raising a few welts. ]
[ Then they slide together just so, and her head falls back as she looses a short but emphatic burst of sound, shuddering all over. Her golden eyes are framed by a flushed face, blood-tinted lips parted around desperate panting. He's hitting all the right places -- her hips move faster, harder. Needy and urgent. ]