[ eren had been acclimated to tearing his hands in his own teeth, receiving bites that pinched the air with his blood only added to the surge of being in her, of pulling out and surging in in rhythmic clips and struggling talons (just a little; sand wasn’t as hard as it seemed to prop up from).
the dragon’s knees dig deep for anchoring to gain a switch of stability. hasty changes were made from dusty surfaces to the curves of her hips, his palms cupping both sides to force her meeting with his. again and again, the ridges of his cock fill her walls and coax the whines, thick and starving, from his throat. eren rolls his shoulders, a shudder present but pain be damned and too small to steal his attention away— he encourages her, the rolls of a purr battering with the clap of hips.
the seering felt good, and the magic property in his blood twines with the chimera’s will; strength is offered, borrowed from eren to do whatever it was that she wanted, seize what she wanted and drown in it. die in it. rebirth from it or get lost in it. the door’s of her mind’s eye were open to be free. for a few lasting moments, dragonfire was hers to handle, to caress and to dine on. it hadn’t stopped eren from fucking her and leaving the swell strikes of red where he ran through.
his tail no longer squeezed and weaves around her’s— it violently flags behind him, tip curved up and rattling like thunder had shattered earth. ]
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the dragon’s knees dig deep for anchoring to gain a switch of stability. hasty changes were made from dusty surfaces to the curves of her hips, his palms cupping both sides to force her meeting with his. again and again, the ridges of his cock fill her walls and coax the whines, thick and starving, from his throat. eren rolls his shoulders, a shudder present but pain be damned and too small to steal his attention away— he encourages her, the rolls of a purr battering with the clap of hips.
the seering felt good, and the magic property in his blood twines with the chimera’s will; strength is offered, borrowed from eren to do whatever it was that she wanted, seize what she wanted and drown in it. die in it. rebirth from it or get lost in it. the door’s of her mind’s eye were open to be free. for a few lasting moments, dragonfire was hers to handle, to caress and to dine on. it hadn’t stopped eren from fucking her and leaving the swell strikes of red where he ran through.
his tail no longer squeezed and weaves around her’s— it violently flags behind him, tip curved up and rattling like thunder had shattered earth. ]