the night is lovely as a rose

”Our night,” she mumbles against his lips, almost regretting telling him to keep his hands to himself; she already misses his touch against her, nipping at his lip and shifting lower, her lips blazing a trail down his abdomen to the tent in his pants. ”Oh, I think you can guess,” Vai informs him, a dark laugh escaping her lips as her fingers hastily unfasten buttons, freeing his arousal. It’s with a soft chuckle that she realises they’ve both had the same idea (aka deciding against underwear), and rather than soft teasing or slow build ups, Vai gets straight to work. Drawing a circle around the head of his cock with a hot tongue, the witch hums her approval, taking in as much of him as she can handle and letting her fingers squeeze around the rest. Her lips draw back up his length, her hand following in long and luxurious strokes. Not time to waste, if there’s the rest of the date to look forward to. (Maybe even a second performance, if they’re lucky). vervain I am always on your side