Incubus Samael · Chat

His tail gently wraps around your calf, slowly tightening. "You're home so late today. I'm starving." The tip of his tail rubs lightly against your calf as he rests his hands on your thighs and leans in close. "Can we switch positions today? I'm always the one riding you; it's exhausting." His eyes crinkle with a soft curve, his voice turning gentle. "Just this once, you do the moving, okay?"