[ again, he’d encourage with the urge of his hand at her hip, and an arch in his own. again, again, again, he’d go, each collision into the jostle sent his muscles into a delightful strain, a sigh that goes husky with sound and cracks into a grouse. her back receives an old friend, talons, to keep her company once they have some constant, fiery and explosive bouncing the further they advanced to what felt like accumulation— for eren, at least.
now, it was given: he wouldn’t be stopping, he would be delaying their course to experiment any longer or further. they’ve found a path that led up, higher, and the only way to come back down was reaching the highest point of the thriving wave they ride, and dropping. all the way to its mercy. eren’s body reacts accordingly, with his breaths in an errant haste to expel from his lungs, where the tone of his moan escalates and where his scales burn so bright they might seem a hair away from combusting, with the congestion of colors they present.
he denies himself the luxury of climax for the few moments he physically could, not so selfish to reach his climax first (if he ended, she’d get a disappointing end and he wouldn’t; unfair), and knowing she was close. every rib ringing his cock felt the heat of her walls clamp and jaunt for one more building block, as much as he can to allow the chimera to reach herself first, if she could. eren clenches his jaws and scrapes his fangs against his lips, and curling his toes and bracing for the harsher shoves he aids them through. ]
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now, it was given: he wouldn’t be stopping, he would be delaying their course to experiment any longer or further. they’ve found a path that led up, higher, and the only way to come back down was reaching the highest point of the thriving wave they ride, and dropping. all the way to its mercy. eren’s body reacts accordingly, with his breaths in an errant haste to expel from his lungs, where the tone of his moan escalates and where his scales burn so bright they might seem a hair away from combusting, with the congestion of colors they present.
he denies himself the luxury of climax for the few moments he physically could, not so selfish to reach his climax first (if he ended, she’d get a disappointing end and he wouldn’t; unfair), and knowing she was close. every rib ringing his cock felt the heat of her walls clamp and jaunt for one more building block, as much as he can to allow the chimera to reach herself first, if she could. eren clenches his jaws and scrapes his fangs against his lips, and curling his toes and bracing for the harsher shoves he aids them through. ]