"I'm back, Master."
Announced Anastasia, as her glowing eyes peered down on Merciless. Her glowing eyes locked onto Merciless as she leaned over him, her hands resting firmly on his shoulders. Her grip was gentle, yet there was an unspoken claim in the way she held him, as if she had no intention of letting go.
She didn't waste time.
Moving closer, she kissed him again, this time deeper, more desperate. There was nothing shy about it, she took what she wanted, her lips pressing hungrily against his as her tongue teased its way into his mouth. Sucking on his tongue, it with slow, and passionate even, like she was savoring something she couldn't get enough of.
"MMMMHMmhhmmHMmmmhm...
When she finally pulled away, her lips were still parted, her breath warm against his skin. A smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth as she looked into his eyes.
"Master…
