The Runaway Maverick

(WARNING: Contains sexually explicit, gory and twisted content)

Soft; pleasant tingles surged through my cheek as a heated touch caressed my skin. Subconsciously, I swayed into the comfort, a gentle sigh parting my dry lips.

 I could remain blissfully like this forever, if I hadn't identified my urge for more. It just felt so... right?

As I snuggled deeper into the curve of the palm on my face, I found myself being lifted onto a firm lap. Still drowsy I simply took no notice of the peculiar behavior and continued to shuffle closer.

Pushing my body further down in the embrace I received a rough grunt that descended into a low growl of approval. Humming in response to the noise unaware as to why it occurred, I at last managed to thrust underneath a layer of it's clothing.

For some reason this invoked even more intense tingles to set my skin alight. I don't understand as to why I yearned for the warmth more than anything else but I did know I had to have it.

 I needed it. Whoever or whatever was holding me was incredibly hot and I craved its body heat. Nuzzling it's chest I was consumed by the lulling musk of firewood, coco and fresh mint. Where had I smelt this before?

The rumble of the growl soon spiraled even lower in pitch as its grip tightened around my waist. Soon I felt something hard prodding me in the waist and its hands sliding slowly towards my ass.

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Well this is my first story and unsurprisingly I'm bad at summarizing the description. So please give it a chance? It starts off slower than I had expected but I'm trying to character build instead of implementing an instant relationship.

Lucifers-sin xxx