_{alghul ⤷ keeper of thine heart}

_{Tasted on her tongue rolled a steady little moan, a sigh of her contentment, the percussion of which trembled an epicurean beat through her very flesh. Manicured hand slipped into the endless dark depths of her lover’s tresses, gently tilting back her slight chin to expose that stunning russet throat, and with some restraint, pressed her lips to her skin.   “ I should put a spell on you then, lover. “}

_{she moans in answer, lazy smile pulling taut rouge lips as she surrenders herself to the magic talia so expertly weaved. the feel of velvet lips along the line of her throat only intoxicated her further — pleasure-heavy lids fall closed with the pulse of a hummingbird caged within her ribs.  ❝ i was under your spell the moment i met you, amour. ❞}