[Sekhmet whimpers and moans at that tug and it sends a forbidden thrill of pleasure through her. She's still patching things back up with Shrike and she still has the guilt of how things got messy with Kohime, in part because of this intense lust that can take her over, a terrible and alluring master. The lust is like the violence that wells up inside her, another intoxicating pleasure, but it's so much easier to surrender to. It feels so good to be treated like this and be the center of somebody's attention.
And of course she hadn't meant being good in just this context, Sekhmet meant many different, sometimes contradicting things that she was trying so hard to do, but right now everything is blurring in a heat haze.
She trails kisses back down Paloma's leg, licking the smooth golden skin every so often. She's so beautiful that she must kneel down and offer devotion. Her hand on her chin, that little smile, will suffer no disobedience, and she surrenders to it willingly.]
I'll be good.
an entertaining thing to do would be to replace every instance of “for ritual purposes” in any archeology article with “for funsies”
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Date: October 14th, 2019 08:01 pm (UTC)And of course she hadn't meant being good in just this context, Sekhmet meant many different, sometimes contradicting things that she was trying so hard to do, but right now everything is blurring in a heat haze.
She trails kisses back down Paloma's leg, licking the smooth golden skin every so often. She's so beautiful that she must kneel down and offer devotion. Her hand on her chin, that little smile, will suffer no disobedience, and she surrenders to it willingly.]
I'll be good.