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[[PP - F:01]] Fading Memories


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Fervor touch, heated caresses- Mari couldn't remember the last time anyone had given her this kind of attention - and she greedily took it all. Every murmur, every sharp inhale - the dipping of fingers into flesh. The woman writhed beneath Oscar - and practically pulled him into her. Hungry, and greedy. There was little pause, and little time for breath as he pressed harder into her- his body enveloping her frame. her legs lifting to trap him.

Her thoughts briefly tore into her past - was this a lie, did he mean any of it?? Would it be like last time where they'd share kisses and sweet whispers only for her to be abandoned? No. This wouldn't be the same. This wasn't love, this wasn't romantic affection. It was nothing more than lust, stemming from need. From loneliness. It wouldn't lead anywhere. Mari knew that, somewhere, something in her chest pang with a twinge of pain at that. After all, anyone who simply lusted and never loved - had been damaged by someone - and Mari had been so damaged. By the entire world, it constantly tore at her - destroyed her - but this moment? It meant more than anything. He gave her the warmth she so desperately craved. The attention she so sorely missed.

Sure, she'd still be lonely inside, but that was a problem for future Mari to deal with, and right now - Mari wanted to live in the moment. She wanted to be selfish. To live for herself, and herself alone. Just for one damn moment in her miserable life.

Her hands coiled beneath his arms, snaking around his back and under his shirt. Nails dragging down the flesh of his back till they found his waist. She'd listen for reactions, what did he like? What did he respond to? She smiled into his kiss when she found that he liked it a little rougher - good she could work oh so very well with that. 

Finally - there was a moment of air, Mari gasped. She hadn't realized how desperately she needed that air. He was so close now, his beard tickled the skin of her cheek.

“You’re certain?”


"You ripped my fishnets." Mari chided as she dug nails deeper. A hiss in response, a moan. Mari lifted her head, lips dancing across his ear. "So make it up to me." One hand came back up to pull on the cross of leather over his chest, trapping him. Forcing him to stay close. " 'Sides, I thought you told me to be selfish? I'm simply taking what I need."


With that affirmation, Oscar laughed - a chuckle that rumbled in chest as his head dipped into her neck, hungry for her skin. Mari tilted her head, allowing him to have any access he needed.

The two didn't care in that moment, a sunny day by a lake, beneath a tree. He'd claim her in that grass- and Mari would take the entirety of him.


-End-

 

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Mari | [Word Count: 9422/5 = 1884.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1] = 18844 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2826 col
Oscar | [Word Count: 9422/5 = 1884.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1] = 18844 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2826 col                                    

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