Nico POV
I opened my trousers then reached for my zipper, and pulled it down and freed myself, guiding it against her, pressing the head against her. She stumbled back and grabbed ahold of the dressing cabinet behind her.
This was me, this was her, this was us. These moments where we consumed each other, these were the dark moments that defined us both. It's in these moments we escaped, embracing our inner demons, our depravities, and forgetting about the world that waited so eagerly to judge and destroy.
I lifted her thigh and guided it around my waist, I was ready at her entrance. "I know what's been bothering you, little pet." I gave her just the tip of me, and she moaned, her greedy hips trying to force me in. "Ever since you came here there has been one question haunting you." I pulled the myself away, leaving her needy and whimpering. "Ask me that question, little pet."
I grabbed her cheeks between my fingers and squeezed as I forced her to look at me. "Ask me."
