Giggling when she hears him going along with her game, she tugs the necklace gently, wordlessly trying to get him to keep up, an unexpected pang of desire warming between her legs needily the closer to the throne they came.
"It's our honeymoon," she points out. "I want to know you want to worship me. We should both get what we want, right?" They've been lovers for a long time now, but the excitement of talking like that to him fills her with feels new and exhilarating.
Aerith loosens her hold on the necklace enough to settle into the throne without pulling him along too roughly, her teeth dragging lightly on her lower lip as she studies him, her breathing already gone ragged as she makes herself finish her thought despite how it makes her heart race. "So, I think you should ask for the privilege, don't you?"
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Date: 2023-06-05 03:11 am (UTC)"It's our honeymoon," she points out. "I want to know you want to worship me. We should both get what we want, right?" They've been lovers for a long time now, but the excitement of talking like that to him fills her with feels new and exhilarating.
Aerith loosens her hold on the necklace enough to settle into the throne without pulling him along too roughly, her teeth dragging lightly on her lower lip as she studies him, her breathing already gone ragged as she makes herself finish her thought despite how it makes her heart race. "So, I think you should ask for the privilege, don't you?"