[ with her hair falling in her face, luna huffs a soft laugh. she leans over him with a hand pressed to the pillow. her nose brushes his but she does not kiss him and her hand reaches for his free one to bring it to her chest, wanting her husband to keep exploring her body. ]
Tell me, Noctis, [ luna manages to speak, voice barely audible as a moan cuts through her question, ] What do you want?
no subject
wanting her husband to keep exploring her body. ]
Tell me, Noctis, [ luna manages to speak,
voice barely audible as a moan cuts through her question, ] What do you want?