Mating-Magma

The world calms as the bright light that flashed before my eyes slowly starts to disappear. I come back to the chill of the evening as I pant feeling like my namesake. Magma, hot, molten, and drifting through the evening.

As Igneous leans forward I grab his head eager for his kiss after what he has just shown me. I have never known such a freeing feeling. As my tongue swirls with his I taste myself. Combined with his spicy scent I find it to be a lethal combination.

Just imagine what he will taste like if we return the favor. The heat his lust will bring us.

At my dragons words my mouth waters. I push Igneous into the patch of wildflowers at his back and roll on top of him. The friction of his jeans against my sensitive flesh cause me to gasp at the sensation. I push my hips against him as my hands brace against his chest.

I smile at him with the change in positions suddenly feeling a new kind of power in my veins. With him beneath me I have the power to do whatever I want with hi