Date: 2025-06-16 06:02 pm (UTC)
awordandablow: (talk of dreams)
On impulse, Mercutio catches her by the wrist and shifts forward, pinning Éowyn's hand above her head.

"Oh, where to begin my plunder? With the bounty of thy breasts?" She leans down to ghost her lips against Éowyn's. "Or shall I feed upon thy lips?"

Her other hand slides up Éowyn's thigh, back to its earlier home. She uses her fingers to spread the folds of Éowyn's cunt, finding her clit with her thumb this time.

"But sweeter nectar there is," she continues, in a rough, husking breath, "to drink my fill. Where wouldst thou feel my mouth first, my dear? For I'll have all of thee in time."
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