[ There's some perverse enjoyment to be had from making love to her like this, with her bound in chains, but he doesn't linger upon it, shedding the heaviest of his robes before climbing up onto the bed, hands settling on her waist as his lips find first her breast, then her belly, then the rise of her hip bones. It's only then that he glances up, a wicked smile curving his lips. (He doesn't usually take these kinds of indulgences, but, well. Who couldn't?) ]
Is this always how you take worship?
[ He doesn't bother waiting for an answer before his mouth follows that trail of red hair down between her legs, a laugh echoing in the back of his throat. ]
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[ There's some perverse enjoyment to be had from making love to her like this, with her bound in chains, but he doesn't linger upon it, shedding the heaviest of his robes before climbing up onto the bed, hands settling on her waist as his lips find first her breast, then her belly, then the rise of her hip bones. It's only then that he glances up, a wicked smile curving his lips. (He doesn't usually take these kinds of indulgences, but, well. Who couldn't?) ]
Is this always how you take worship?
[ He doesn't bother waiting for an answer before his mouth follows that trail of red hair down between her legs, a laugh echoing in the back of his throat. ]