O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O AN O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O
I'm still obsessed with Drukkari! That is all.
O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O Chapter 3 O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
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Did you miss me?
Druig's question to Makkari continued to repeat itself in his head as he looked at 'The Monk by the Sea'. After Kingo's departure they all went their separate ways finding different corners of the Domo to wait for the impending doom on the horizon.
His eyes traced the lines of the art work before him but his mind only saw the smile on Makkari's face, her eyes shining and the slight tilt of her chin. He briefly wondered if she picked up the other half of his question, did you miss me as much as I missed you?
A light rumble moved the Domo breaking him from his thoughts and soon he was walking down the corridors. It wouldn't be long before they put their plan into action. He supposed he could check out his room for the last time before the end was at hand.
On his way he passed Makkari's room, it was opened and he let his eyes peek in. She wasn't there but even if she was he wasn't sure where she would be able to sit considering that it looked like a bigger mess than Phastos lab. His lips quirked up in affection for the kleptomaniac Eternal.
He didn't linger in her doorway, deciding to continue on his way. When he reached his room he noticed that the door was ajar. He's steps slowed as he came near and his hand gave the slightest push, making the door open. When his head peered in both his eyes widened at what he found.
Makkari sat cross legged on his bed. Her hands were up in her hair but she had stopped fidgeting with it as she noticed him, her eyes going wide as well. He looked away to look at his desk besides her. The red and white hair band that had decorated her head laid at the top next to the Emerald tablet.
After a few seconds he looked away to glance around the room. Everything seemed to be as he had left it except for one of his black robes which was draped at the back of the chair in the corner of the room. He took a step inside and a closer inspection showed that there was no dust at all considering it had been five centuries. His eyes went back to her and found that she was watching him.
"'My room is kind of uninhabitable at this time", her hands signed.
He nodded and his hands went into the air to sign as he spoke, "I noticed". Her shoulders shrugged in a cutesy way and his heart skipped a beat. After a few seconds he added, "I won't tell…"
Her lips twitched upwards and her chin tilted up at him. She was expecting him to tilt his in return like he would have done so many centuries ago, and when he didn't Makkari felt those familiar flutters and the sudden desire to run. To avoid doing so she looked away from him and turned to the emerald tablet, which didn't help the flutters much as she remembered the last time she brought it into this room.
She felt herself flush and despite the sudden shyness she was feeling she turned to him, "I'm just getting my hair ready, I can go…"
His eyes went to her hair, the bun she had been sporting was down with her dark curls kissing her shoulders and he was suddenly amazed at how her beauty hadn't changed at all in the last five centuries. Then again, it didn't feel like that much time had passed considering how frequently she invaded his mind. He flushed as certain times came to mind and he shook his head, trying to shake those thoughts away while also giving her an answer. "It's fine, I just wanted to take a peek in since it's been a while, it's not like I have time for a nap…"
Another small rumble shook the Domo and Makkari was off the bed in less than a second, her eyes wide and alert waiting…When no one called for them she managed to relax a little but stayed standing.
"It's close…"
He nodded and looked around his room again before his gaze turned to her. His hands went back into the air and stayed frozen there for a moment, not quite sure how to start a conversation now that they were away from the others. He settled with, "'It's been a long time…" she nodded, brown orbs watching him curiously, "So…what's new?"
Her head tilted to the side and she gave him one of her mischievous smiles. "You said you've seen my room right?"
He let a small chuckle out and nodded again, letting out a small 'Hmm'. The vibration of the small hum was enough to make the little hairs on the back of her neck prick upwards.
"And you? How is your small village?" the curve of her lips lowered to a neutral position.
He frowned at the mention of the commune, "Kingo has a big mouth."
"Who said it was Kingo who told me?"
If not Kingo, then who? His heart sped up at the thought that she had potentially been around him without him knowing. But it couldn't be…because there was no way she could have been so near and he wouldn't have taken notice. From the moment he had stepped back onto the Domo he had felt the familiar buzz of her consciousness, and now that he was back in her presence there was no denying that the slight feel of her would have overwhelmed him, no matter how many others were around.
After a beat of silence her lips twitched into her cheshire cat smile, "You're right though, Kingo does have a big mouth."
He breathed out another, 'Hmm' before the room went quiet. They stood motionless, eyes trailing every line and curve on each other's faces. When his gaze stayed on her lips the memory that had been haunting his dreams and fantasies came to mind. The moment he had often replayed again and again. Over and over. With a loud swallow he decided this was his chance. He had stayed quiet about it for far too long. So with a quiet prayer, he let his hands go up into the air.
"I have a question." One of her eyebrows lifted, asking him to continue."'Ikaris and Sersi's wedding…why'd you run?"
The surprise at his question was evident as both of her eyebrows rose. After a long pause she gently asked , "Why are you asking now?"
He voiced the movements of his hands, "It's the end of the world…there's nothing to lose."
Her head shook in response, "It's not the end."
"It's a suicide mission," he echoed his earlier comment when all of the remaining Eternals were briefing.
'We're out numbering him.'
"Two fighters and three thinkers against mother's favorite. Not to mention that there's a deviant who can absorb our powers out there looking for us…the odds are very much against us."
Her eyes narrowed and in a blink she was in front of him, her hand out giving him an unexpected push that had him bumping into the door closing it in the process.
"We're not going to die. YOU are not going to die," her hands moved in a hard definitive movements, stressing the last sentence as her head tilted upwards once again, this time in defiance.
His eyes studied her burrowed brows, the indicator that she was annoyed before going back to her lips. "Are you going to answer my question?"
Her eyebrows relaxed and her eyes looked away to an empty spot on the door behind him. Her lips pressed together and inwards hiding them from view as she debated the question, after a few seconds she released them and her shoulders shrugged upwards before her hands moved.
"I got scared."
"Of me?" He answered surprised and somewhat worried as the memory came to mind. He couldn't deny that the alcohol that night had definitely made him more forward but he hadn't thought it was bad enough to make her run. Then again someone running away was a great sign that the action was unwanted, maybe that's the real reason why he had failed to mention it before. Maybe he was afraid of the truth. But if he was going to die today he was going to die without any regrets, and not bringing it up before the end would be at the top of this list. The top spot would undeniably be the fact that even though she had been a constant in his mind he hadn't looked for her during their time apart. That regret almost made him want to run away too.
She shook her head, breaking him out of his quickly spiraling thoughts, "I was scared of myself…I was feeling a lot of things that night and I just overwhelmed myself…it was easier to run."
At the words, he remembered something else from that night. That aura of desire that had disappeared along with her, the emotions he had thought he had imagined in his intoxicated state.
His eyes lifted from her hands to her face, she was still avoiding eye contact. His hand lifted and two fingers went to her chin to move her gaze to meet his "Do you want to run now?"
The vibrations of his voice, soft and gentle, shot a quiver through her body. The familiar flutters she had learned to take care of by herself spread throughout her body, accompanied by a flood of warmth.
She nodded, answering his question. His free hand went up to sign, 'Then why don't you?'
He waited with bated breath, her eyes searching him as if hoping that she'd find the answer in him. After a minute of silence she answered, "Because maybe…I've run from this long enough."
The Domo shook once again, this time the action causing Makkari to go forward. Her hands landed on his chest keeping herself balanced and when she looked back up his piercing blue gaze was on her lips.
Later on, when she thought back on this moment she couldn't tell you which of them had closed the gap in between them. All she knew and all that mattered was that her lips were finally connected to his.
Her fingers curled into the soft cloth of his shirt as she pressed herself closer into him, making him take a step back until his back was pinned against the door. The hand that had been at her chin moved behind her neck helping keep her in place as their lips pressed against each other.
When they broke apart her eyes opened first and she watched as he opened his at a more leisurely pace, almost as if he was afraid to open them wide and find her gone, almost as if she was a figment of his imagination. His pupils were dilated, the darkness of them clashing against his clear blue.
Her eyes moved to his mouth and watched as his lips parted so that he could breathe out one single word. The vibrations of her name from his lips always felt good, but the low tremor in which he said it then felt more delicious than she had ever felt it before and the flutters inside of her exploded fanning the flames of her desire.
Her lips were back on his seconds later, her tongue finding passage inside. He tasted of sweet dried mangos, which proved that he had been looking through her things and he had successfully found her hidden stash. The thought that he had taken an interest in what she'd collected over their time apart added to the growing fire that was already burning within her.
Druig hadn't been expecting the heated kiss as her tongue slipped into his mouth to rub against his own. Their noses bumped while their teeth clattered against each other but he wasn't going to complain about it. This had been what he had been dreaming about for milenias and there wasn't anywhere else he'd rather be then where he was. With Makkari's warm body against his own. With his hand at her neck , sliding down the middle of her back, stopping when it reached her waist, wrapping itself around her to press her as close as humanly possible to his body.
They were forced to break apart when the lack of air became too much for either of them. As they caught their breaths his head tilted down until he met hers, eyes connecting, breath intermingling and smiles widening as they looked at each other.
Fuck, her smile…bright and warm and so inviting. So much so that he had no control over his body and there was now way to stop the twitch in his hardening cock that was now poking her abdomen. He felt his face grow warm when her eyes looked downward towards their connected bodies, her head tilting to the side with obvious curiosity. When she turned back to him her smile had turned into a smirk and he felt his heart skip a beat at how she was watching, almost as if she was a predator and she had found her prey.
Her head leaned upwards to recapture his lips in a chaste kiss. It was quick and left him hungry for more but before he could move in to kiss her again her lips pressed against his cheek, then moved down to the edge of his jaw, then to the skin underneath his chin. Small kisses adorned his skin in a small line downwards until she reached the small lump of his adams apple. Before placing another kiss on his skin, her tongue escaped her mouth and licked upwards on the protruding cartilage.
The action made his eyes close, and his lips parted to let a small breathless whimper escape, the vibrations sounding like a variation of her name. Her lips were back on him after that, pecking and sucking on multiple parts of his white throat. Druig was so lost in the feel of her lips that he failed to feel her hands traveling up his body until he felt the tug on his leather jacket.
He looked down to see that her hands were grabbing the edges of the shoulders, her wrist tugging at it as she tried sliding it off his arms. He let his grip on her waist go so that he could walk a step forward enough that his back was no longer against the door hindering her actions. She was able to pull it off him easily after that, throwing it over her head in the process.
He then watched as her hands went back to his wrist and slid up his arms, pausing a moment to squeeze on his biceps before they traveled to his shoulder. Once there she gave a slight push putting him up against the door again.
Her head tilted up so that their noses kissed, "You're not playing fair my beautiful Makkari…" she perked a brow questioning his remark. "You're wearing more clothes than me now…" he elaborated.
Her eyes rolled and her hands left his body to remove her white and red sweater, throwing it over her head to join his leather jacket on the floor.
"Happy?" She asked but didn't wait for an answer as she closed the gap between them letting her mouth find his. The vigor in which he responded told her how excited he was with these turn of events, well that and the poking appendage at her hip.
As their mouths melted against each other she let her hands wander. They found themselves at his stomach, the material of his shirt scrunching in her hands as she pulled it upwards until a patch of his pale skin was exposed. Her hand snuck underneath the opening and she felt the small hiss of air inside her mouth. She grinned into their kiss as her hand traced the lines of the hard muscles he had developed over the centuries. Her thumb slid down until it met the material of his jeans running over the cold material of its button.
Before she had a chance to unfasten it she was surprised when his hands went to her wrist and the next thing she knew she was being pinned against the door, her hands high above her. Her lips parted out of surprise and his tongue took the opportunity to make its way inside exploring its hot wet wonders. His hands slid down her skin causing goosebumps in their wake. She thought they would stop traveling once he reached her shoulder but to her surprise and delight they kept making their steady trek down grazing her collarbone, fingertips sliding down her sides and his thumbs grazing over her modest breast.
The slight touch caused an almost inaudible whimper out of her and Druig found himself pulling away from her, his teeth catching on her bottom lip, pulling at it as he created space between them. His traveling hands had stopped at her waist, fingers playing with the material of her shirt.
"May I?" Makkari tried not to shiver at the tremor of his voice but must have failed as his lips twitched upwards and she felt yet another twitch in between their lower bodies. Her eyes found his clear blue ones and after a few seconds she nodded.
He didn't waste any time. His hands delved under her shirt, mimicking the way they had gone down her body but in reverse. When his thumbs reached her nipples that had pebbled from his previous action and his eyes went to her lips to watch as her beautiful plump lines parted to echo her previous response. That is what would spur him on to thrust his hips into her as his hands grasped at the small mounds, his large hands easily cupping them in full. Her head tilted back at the contact and his face automatically went into the space she had created, his lips going to the point where her neck and shoulder merged.
One of her arms semi wrapped around his head letting her hand get lost in his dark locks, pressing him deeper into her as his teeth sunk into her skin. Her other hand went to his waist, two of her fingers gripping onto one of his belt loops to pull him towards her causing his hips to thrust into her again, liking the vibrations of his breathing it caused she did it again and again until he continued the rhythm on his own and craving the friction it caused one of her legs rose to attempt to wrap itself around his waist.
Getting the hint of what it was she was asking for one of his hands gave her breast a last squeeze before coming out of her shirt to help keep her leg steadied against him. He positioned himself so that his cock was pressed at the center of her legs and continued the small motions she had encouraged, then he watched her.
He watched her lips semi-part, the delicious breathy whimpers that she would never be able to hear were driving him mad and were making the tightness in his pants unbearable. He watched her chest arch, as two of his fingers deftly pulled and twisted on the hard little nub at the center of her right breast. He watched her lidded eyes watching him, the brown orbs continuously going from his mouth to his eyes, the desire he had always felt for her reflecting itself back to him.
He wasn't going to last at all if she was going to keep staring at him like that. Both of his hands moved away from her, causing a small whine to escape her lips at the loss of his touch. Her hands released him as well and moved to sign in between their bodies but before she could make any word out she watched one of his hands go to his back and in a swift movement that impressed even her in speed, his shirt was off. Her hands stood frozen in mid air, her attention suddenly focused on the exposed skin before her.
She had seen Druig topless before. They had orbited each other for thousands of years, but because he was a thinker his physical training has always been limited. To say that his time away while he built his commune was good for him would be a disservice to the new muscle adorning his arms and chest.
The small 'Hmm' that he breathed out caused her pussy to ache. "See something you like?"
Deciding that the best answer to give was a non-verbal one, her hands reached out for him. They started at his shoulders, her fingers lightly grazing the smooth skin of his arms and moving back up to go down his center. Her hand paused where his heart was and she let herself feel the erratic beats through his skin. Her eyes moved away from his body then to look back at his face.
He was watching her with such adortion that she couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine. Thinking back to his earlier words about it not being fair that she was wearing more clothes than him, her own hands went to the bottom of her shirt to give a quick pull over her head. She tossed her shirt on the pile of clothes that were accumulating before her eyes and went back to him. His eyes had widened in surprise but they stayed on her face instead of going to her breast like she assumed they would have.
His hands lifted, "Are you sure? There's no going back from this…"
Again she didn't sign her responses. Her hands reached for his and brought them up to her face, placing a gentle kiss on the knuckles before moving them down and towards her placing them on her chest. He swallowed hard, nervous yet excited for what was to come.
His eyes lowered, going to his hands and loving the contrast against her dark skin before they dipped even lower. He took a deep breath in when his eyes finally found the small dark circles. His mouth watered and his dick ached commanding him to move as he took in the sight of the small mounds, her nipples hard and begging for his attention as her breathing caused them to fluctuate.
Not being able to resist any longer his hands followed the trail his eyes had traveled, stopping where her bosom started to go to the side of them to reach and cup them from underneath, winning him a small whimper from her beautiful plump lips. His body closed the gap between them, his lips connecting back to her own, moans getting lost in her mouth as his fingers tweaked and pulled on her perked nipples.
Eventually he moved away from her lips to lick and kiss his way down her chest until his mouth found the dark circles. Her eyes had been shut as she enjoyed the onslaught of sensations running through her body but she couldn't help but look down and stare once his hot mouth enveloped a tout nipple into its depths. A hand automatically went to the back of his head pulling him closer to her chest, the lightning coursing through her body going straight in between her legs making her needy as her body clashed against his requesting more friction.
Druig lavished one breast first, his tongue sticking out of his mouth to lap at the small tit before taking it in his mouth in full, his teeth lighty grabbing a hold of it to suck and pull on it. One hand mimicking the move on her other tit while his free hand traveled further down south finding the button that held her pants in place. When he transitioned to the other he did so by placing sweet kisses on her chest going across and lingering where her heart beated, loving and cherishing that fact that the rapid movements of it at the moment were because of him.
It was at this time that he had finally gotten the button to her pants undone. He stood back to his full height, letting his forehead make contact with hers and letting his breath intertwine with hers as the tip of their noses touched and he looked at her like he was a starving man awaiting his last meal.
He swallowed hard again before dipping his head to kiss her, at the same the hand that was at her waist decided to move too, going past the lining of her panties so that his middle finger squeezed through, finding her slick folds and thrusting inwards.
He groaned into her mouth. She was so tight and hot and all he wanted to do was to thrust his digit in and out of her until she clenched around him but before he even had a chance to relish this first thrust his eyes widened and he found himself moving backwards at a rapid speed.
The push she had given was hard and unexpected and had him stepping back until he hit his desk, his hands going backwards to anchor himself on it. His eyes widened and he turned to her, an apology ready on his lips not realizing that he had gone too far. But the sight he came upon made the words get stuck in his throat and instead he watched as Makkari started pulling her pants down her legs. Catching him watching, her eyes rolled and her hands went up into the air.
"You know we're kind of in a rush right?" She looked at his pants and tilted her head sideway, making her command obvious.
He didn't have to be told twice. His hands went to the center of his pants while his feet worked on kicking his boots off. He bent forward and started sliding his pants down his feet, when he straightened back up Makkari was already walking towards him.
He momentarily forgot how to breathe. He swallowed hard, his eyes studying her beautiful brown form in whole. Her delicate curves, the hard muscle of her runner's body, her perky breast that gave a slight bounce with every step she took towards him. She had always been beautiful in his dreams and fantasies but it didn't compare to how she looked now, glowing in the heat of their desire leaving him stunned and breathless.
He didn't register the moment his hands lifted to sign, "Gorgeous" until she flushed and answered with, "You're not so bad yourself." Her eyes lowered and he felt his ears get hot, the words bringing him back to the reality that he was naked before her too, his cock swollen and aching for her.
She closed the gap between them a blink later, her impatience taking over her desperation of wanting to continue what they had started. Her chin tilted up at him in their usual playful manner but he couldn't find it in him to tilt his own. No, at this moment all he wanted to do was be as close as he could possibly be. He wanted to delve into the wettest and warmest part of her, wanted her to make those small whimpers and sighs make their way past her delicious lips and know that he was the cause.
His head tilted down and captured her lips in a heated kiss. Teeth nipping at her lips begging to let him in. She obliged and her hands raised to wrap themselves around his neck. Her body pressed against the heat of his dick at her hip bone while the juices in between her legs started to overflow.
Druig's hands went to her waist but didn't linger. They slide down the smooth skin of her cheeks, squeezing at curves and pulling them away from each other causing one of those delicious moans to explode in his mouth.
The next actions happened simultaneously. His hands gripped the bottom on her ass pulling upwards as she gave a small jump and her legs wrapped around him. He leaned back to sit on the desktop to help balance them as they positioned themselves comfortably. His cock pulsed against her thigh, and while one hand stayed around her waist so she wouldn't fall over, the other snaked in between their bodies to his aching member.
His eyes shot to hers and studied her expression closely. Half lidded eyes peered into his own, her teeth caught on her lower lip as she waited for what they had been wanting for for centuries.
He fisted his cock giving himself two slow delicate pumps before placing the head at her heated lips. He teased her by running it through the moist folds, the tip barley sliding into her opening.
Her eyes shut close at the feeling and before he could do it again one of her hands went to the back of his neck gripping him tightly. Her head moved forward so that their foreheads connected. When brown met blue her body rose, thighs tightening around his waist before slowly lowering down. They both let out a small breath of air as she slowly enveloped him, her grip on him tightening even more at the increased pressure in between her legs. It definitely differed from when she used her fingers, but there was no doubt that she felt more complete than she had ever felt before.
When he was at the hilt they both paused, Druig's hands making small circles on her soft skin as she adjusted to his size. When he started to feel the small fluctuations of her hips rocking against him he let his hands travel up the sides of her legs to cup her ass helping guide her movements.
He watched her tongue wet her lips before her teeth bit into her lower lip and soon their pace had her bouncing off him, her tits jiggling with every movement making his head move forwards trying to catch the delicate pearls in his mouth.
When it was becoming too much Makkari tightened her legs around him giving pause to their movements. Her hand went into his wet locks of hair pulling on them making his head tilt upwards and back. She leaned forward into him, letting her mouth close on his pulse point, feeling the erratic heartbeat. She licked at the skin before her lips closed around it, the sucking motion leaving red welts before her attention moved to another spot on the pale skin.
As she worked on leaving her mark, his eyes rolled behind his lids. She was so tight and wet around him and it was taking all the self control he could muster not slam her body harshly into his own.
He was broken out of these thoughts when he felt the light tap of her fingers on his shoulder. When his gaze dropped to her, one of her fingers twirled in the air. He nodded knowing what she was asking for and as she dipped onto his cock one more time he squeezed at her cheeks and harshly pressed her deeper into him before rising from his sitting position on the desk and flipping them over to place her on the desk.
She leaned away from him but not enough that his dick separated from her sweet little cunt. He then watched curiously as her hands went up into the air.
"I want to watch."
He pulsed inside of her warm depth and watched as her arms moved behind her, her hands going to the desktop as she supported her upper weight, her brown eyes going to the juncture where their bodies met.
His eyes darkened as he drank her in. His hips moved back to slowly pull out of her and he tracked her reaction as he disconnected from her. His dick twitched, aching to be back inside of her but if she wanted a show he was going to give her one. Now that he wasn't holding onto her he allowed a hand to go to the swollen muscle. He fisted himself at the base and slowly moved up the length, he was soaked in her nectar making the movements lucid as he reached the tip letting a thumb graze over the head making him whine and his knees buck at the sensitivity.
It was her turn to swallow hard, her eyes drifting from his face which were going up and down her body to the hand that was picking up speed as he worked himself over. Fuck, that shouldn't be as hot as it is, was her only coherent thought as she watched before her insides twitched with need. Her leg bumped into his, grabbing his attention. That was a nice show but she wanted to watch something else.
He gripped his length and positioned it at her wet slit, a smug smile curling on his lips as he watched her hips arch to meet his. He pulled back winning an annoyed glare from her that quickly dissipated as he moved forward letting the tip rub on her lips and clit. Her hand went to her chest and circled. Please.
He didn't waste anymore time after her plea and plunged himself deep into her folds groaning as her tight warmness enveloped him. His eyes shot to her to watch her watch as she swallowed him whole, his cock filling her as if he had always meant to fit perfectly into her.
Her lips parted as silent gasps breathed out of her and soon she was speeding up their movements, her hips arching upwards to clash against his at a faster pace. One of his hands snaked in between them, going to her breast to give each nipple a tight pinch before trailing the fingers down to the junction where their bodies were grinding against each other. He found her clit, slick from the combination of their sweat and juices and with a simple brush of his fingers her body arched up into a sitting position.
One of her hands went to his arm to balance herself while one of her legs pressed against his side keeping him close. He let his head move towards her so they could meet, eyes connecting as he continued to work her little button. She could feel her juices overflow, sliding down her leg as the friction on her clit and the fullness of him started driving her over the edge.
She could feel the familiar tightness in her abdomen, the same feeling she would get when she was three fingers deep inside with thoughts of it being him. Now it was him and now he was what was spurring her to move faster and faster reaching for that sweet release she had always needed from him.
When it hit her she was blinded by an explosion of white. Her eyes closed to relish the euphoric bliss coursing through her body, remembering and comparing it to the many times she had come to Druig's name on her lips. It didn't compare…and even though her pussy and clit were sensitive her body kept thrusting against him wanting him to feel what she was feeling.
He had felt the ooze of juices as she clenched around him. The hand in between their bodies moved away sliding up her body to rest at the nape of her neck anchoring her as he moved and closed any small gap in between them. His other hand wrapped her leg around him and when she was tightly merged into him he let his hips speed up.
The wet sound their bodies were making was becoming too much for him and feeling his release was near he let his lips find hers. In the vulnerable state he felt his mental shields waning and soon the familiar cloud of lust that had haunted him for millennias came in full force. All he smelt, all he felt was her…his Beautiful Beautiful Makkari and the love and adortion she had for him. He let a long groan out against her lips as he came, his cock spurting inside her releasing all of his desire.
A couple minutes passed, all the while they stayed connected as their breaths regulated. It would be another rumble and the domo shifting that would cause them to part.
Druig let a small 'Hmm' out and took a step back, letting his eyes roam her body, getting a last glimpse of the beautiful goddess before him. He then walked to where the chair was and took the robe cleaning himself before taking the garment to her.
Makkari took it with a frown, "I sleep in that" she motioned with a pout.
"Do you?" he asked, perking a brow while putting his pants up. "You sleep in my clothes, in my bed…" his hands went to sign his words, "I think you missed me my Beautiful Makkari."
She gave a soft smile and her head tilted up, this time he did mimic the move. Another rumble rocked them and a few seconds later she was dressed watching him closely, "I guess it's time for the end of the world"'
He returned the gaze and shook his head, "You said it yourself…We're not going to die."
Her head tilted to the side, "Why the change of mind?"
He shrugged before grabbing his shirt off the floor. Once it was on, he shot her an intense stare, his eyes going back and forth between her eyes and lips. "I have something to lose."
She nodded, her teeth dipping into her bottom lip as the flutters returned, "Me too."
Before either had a chance to add onto either statement Phastos' voice and vibrations reached them. The emergence was starting.
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I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O End O-o-O-o-O-o-O-o-O
And that's that! Hope this was enjoyed. Title of the story was inspired by Arctic Monkey's "I wanna be yours. Thanks for you time!
