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cashewlater) wrote2023-03-09 05:59 pm
cashewlater) wrote2023-03-09 05:59 pm
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[ morning light slants through the windows, spilling across the bed as cyno stirs.
tighnari is beside him, warm and soft and welcoming, and as cyno turns to embrace him, he can't help his smile. it's been over a year now since tighnari came into his life, beautiful and perfect, turning his world upside down, and oh, how easy it has been to fall utterly, hopelessly in love with him. the more they were around one another, the more they began to open up, like lotuses unfurling toward the moonlight, and the more he learned about tighnari, the more cyno loved him. he's no gentle, delicate, wilting flower, but strong and fierce and wickedly smart, a spark of which cyno had seen that first day they met, when he chose tighnari for his own. cyno had done nothing to quash his rebellious streak - if anything, he had only nurtured it, allowing tighnari to be the person he is, encouraging him to speak his mind always.
with a soft hum, cyno gathers his lover up against him, pulling tighnari's back against his chest, tangling their legs and smoothing his hand down tighnari's front, over his chest, and down over the swell of his belly, where their kits grow. every day, it still feels like a miracle. ]
Good morning.
[ he murmurs into tighnari's hair, nuzzling softly, breathing in his sweet scent. ]
tighnari is beside him, warm and soft and welcoming, and as cyno turns to embrace him, he can't help his smile. it's been over a year now since tighnari came into his life, beautiful and perfect, turning his world upside down, and oh, how easy it has been to fall utterly, hopelessly in love with him. the more they were around one another, the more they began to open up, like lotuses unfurling toward the moonlight, and the more he learned about tighnari, the more cyno loved him. he's no gentle, delicate, wilting flower, but strong and fierce and wickedly smart, a spark of which cyno had seen that first day they met, when he chose tighnari for his own. cyno had done nothing to quash his rebellious streak - if anything, he had only nurtured it, allowing tighnari to be the person he is, encouraging him to speak his mind always.
with a soft hum, cyno gathers his lover up against him, pulling tighnari's back against his chest, tangling their legs and smoothing his hand down tighnari's front, over his chest, and down over the swell of his belly, where their kits grow. every day, it still feels like a miracle. ]
Good morning.
[ he murmurs into tighnari's hair, nuzzling softly, breathing in his sweet scent. ]
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carefully, he pushes tighnari's thighs apart with his hands, before he's hooking his fingers into his underclothes to tug them down his long legs and away, leaving him bare. he looks beautiful, heavy with child, his breasts full and nipples pink and hard.. cyno can't help but stare for a few moments.
but then he's moving, pumping his cock with his hand to bring himself to fullness, before he's sliding the tip along tighnari's wet slit, and carefully pushing inside, filling him up. tighnari's cunt is hot and wet, like a velvet glove around his cock, and cyno groans, rolling his hips forward, before he's arching downward to pull his lover's nipple back into his mouth, sucking hard, tasting sweet milk. ]