ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs

He loves the way she leans into his touch, only encouraging him to be even more bold, kneading her flesh and pinching her nipples appreciatively. But when she starts to move her hips it's his turn to come undone, letting out a low sound of pleasure as his neck cranes back against the pillows. His hips twitch up into hers automatically and he's let go of her chest without realizing his own preoccupation, blunt nails raking down her ribcage as sensation takes him over.