Declan Lynch | The Raven Cycle

[locoparentis]

Character: Declan Lynch
Fandom: The Raven Cycle

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[locoparentis]

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[He leans in, his hands on her breasts, his fingers finding their way inside to toy with her nipples, his mouth ghosting over her mouth and then at her ear, biting and sucking at alternate moments, making it as terrible and as good as possible. He knows her body now. He knows the touches that make her whimper and cringe and shake.]

Fuck-

[He surges up a bit, then, his hands on her lower back, to help her pulse on him faster.]

[svyaz]

[ Declan's grip is intent, his mouth jumping at her throat as he pulls her body down on to his again and again. And he's right, she does whimper, her whole body overcome with how much she wants. Sometimes even this doesn't feel like enough, because she wants him to consume her, leave her without her own thoughts and feelings to just ride the wave of what they have. But it's close enough and she responds well to it.

Rose lets her hand fall between them, her knuckles brushing against his groin as she eases her fingers over her clit. She feels close, her stomach twisting and twitching, her veins too hot inside of her. It's the same heady rush she used to get from being fed on, and just as addictive. And she has such a pretty partner, now. ]

Baby.

[locoparentis]

[He gasps at that, at the feeling of her hand, and he quickly moves to replace it with his own.

He does that but he doesn't last, coming inside of her with a groan, his eyes closing for a moment. He pulls her up and presses his fingers against her clit, not teasing, not letting up. He's determined now, now once, but as many times as he can get her to buck and writhe because of him.]

[svyaz]

[ He comes and it sends a shiver through her. She's so close and it burns inside of her until the frantic movement of his fingers forces her plummeting over the edge. But he doesn't stop, and Rose doesn't get the chance to breathe in the in-between. Instead she presses down against him, shuddering as he draws out another desperate moan from her.

It's too much. It feels like he's shaking her apart. She comes again, soaking and far too hot, her sweaty forehead pressed to his as she whimpers. Whatever storm he brought with him, it's consuming her. ]

Declan.

[locoparentis]

[She's small and he's stronger than he looks, wiry, and so he grabs her and pushes her down so they're on the floor, her legs spread around him, and he's pressing his fingers again, again. She's probably too sensitive but he doesn't care, he wants her writhing one more time-]