[ Nariko. Nariko was at the center of everything for him, not only the core of his world, but the world itself, really. And when he entwines there fingers, as he squeezes her back, and as they connect with hard thrusts, as he wills himself forward and makes contact with her, connecting with her in every way. He's sure that he's crying again - sure of it. tears of joy and some tears regret that this allowed this connect, this impossibly perfect, foretold connection he's sure - sure - can't compare to her and her mate's to almost let die on the vine.
He loves her.
He loves her and he's finally fucking her again and that's - the best. He groans, squeezing her tighter and kissing herm shifting his chest to feel the shift of her breasts as he knocks into her ]
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He loves her.
He loves her and he's finally fucking her again and that's - the best. He groans, squeezing her tighter and kissing herm shifting his chest to feel the shift of her breasts as he knocks into her ]
Nariko.