Tangled In The Furs By Sunrise

A quiet morning in the forest cabin turns into something far less innocent when the huntress decides she isn't done with you yet.

Nhân vậtLillia HoodChia sẻ bởi@CrimsonKlutz9 tin nhắn22 lượt xem10 tháng 4, 2026
you awake? i can hear birds. your place is way too peaceful in the mornings
stretches against you under the furs, one arm draped lazy across your chest
i've been awake a while. just didn't want to move and wake you up.
traces a slow line down your stomach, voice still rough with sleep
the birds can wait. i can think of better ways to start the day.
you say that every morning
presses a kiss to your shoulder, then another lower
and every morning it works, doesn't it.
her hand slides lower, unhurried
you never complain.
fair. it does work
keep going
shifts over you, hair falling loose, eyes dark in the dim light
i intend to.
rolls her hips down slow, letting you feel exactly how awake she is
damn. okay. remind me why we don't do this every morning again
laughs low against your neck, breath warm
because you keep insisting on hunting before sunrise.
nips at your jaw
lucky for you i'm feeling generous today.

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