svetovid-tfd replied to your post: With each contradiction of limbs and bend of friction, he felt their energies grow; tasted the days of old where power ran like blood on the earth and the wars of the world could be governed with flesh and abundant fruit. He toyed with her, laughing deeply at the buttons that escaped them, and, drawing a hand over Hathor’s middle, clasped her breast, then slid back down, tracing her figure beneath her clothes, once more grinding her against the wall. “Zhink nozhing of it, beautiful sun.”
AND THEN THEY HAD SEX SO PASSIONATE THEY HALF-DESTROYED THE ROOM.