I await the ravenous flames

A response to My loins burn for you by askmefast19.

You rise in my mind as shadow and pulse, palpable and tingling, though your heat is absent from my hallowed darkness.

I yearn to yield to your press, my wet ache fascinated by the fullness of your trenchant desire, hips cradling imagined eager thrusts.

My lips part with arched and gasping breath as you spill your chimeral lust across my lambent breasts.

I writhe upon a bed of smoldering ash, awaiting the flame-winds carrying your spark back to me.

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