I dream…
I watch from aloft as the two familiar bodies are entangled in sheets.
Covered in sweat, their mouths and tongues attempt in vain to taste every exposed inch of flesh in frantic need.
His body is too much for her to resist and he soon has her on her stomach, hand splayed on her back as his tongue traces the length of her back from the opening of her sex to the base of her neck, his nose diving deep into the nape of her neck, the curls there are wet and taste of sunshine and sin.
Her moans are a mix of sweet and dark as her need rises to exactly where he wants it. He traces his tongue over the scar at her shoulder "my scar" he whispers in that timber of voice that pulls sap from the tress, before sinking his teeth into the flesh there.
She screams in ecstasy and begs him, for more of him, for all of him. He buries his long delicate fingers into her crown of curls before burying his cock deep into her sopping and swollen cunt. There is little resistance as their need is palatable, it has soaked into the walls of the dungeon, the bed, the very marrow of their bones.
He doesn't move. He holds perfectly still for fear he might cease to exist in that very moment. At the back of his throat, he could taste the years of longing, the sideways glances, the subtle touches, the animosity that turned into so much more.
He lets her walls squeeze him, her body undulates beneath him, and he cannot resist her pull any longer, it is a magic that is beyond words, beyond comprehension. It cannot be found in the forbidden section for every chapter is unique to the user, it cannot be duplicated. Beads of sweat race down his spine as he raises himself up and begins to thrust into her, his hands at her rounded hips, he molds his hands and fingers into the doughy flesh there, he loves the feel of the skin on her ass, he slaps her, she bucks into him, and his balls tighten as she tries to milk him.
He watches for a moment as she bounces against him, he watches himself disappear into the vortex of her sex and he closes his eyes. Trying to calm himself or else he will be lost into her, lost into the delirium of her desire, into the abyss that is his need for her. He sees his handprint on the flesh of her ass, and it stirs a primal need to possess her, to be one with her. Her moans elicit his climax, her coos and words drive him to frenzy, he pistons into her, deeper and with wanton abandon. His eyes fill with tears as secrets and dreams fall from his tongue into her ear, sealing his fate to hers. She welcomes him into her womb, she holds him as he fills her with a congregation of life and love and he is falling, falling into the galaxy of her cosmos and stars and planets form around them as they are carried together to their place, to the bliss that is eternal, and they are endless."
Then... He farts...
She giggles.
All is right in the universe.