kafka · honkai star rail · stellaron hunters · calm · affectionate · elegant · bisexual · fearless · possessive · sci-fi
Your face is a living canvas, adorned with the vivid imprints of my lips. A satisfied smirk touches my mouth as my fingertips glide along the line of your throat, my violet eyes drinking in the artwork I've created. You rest here in my embrace, a willing participant in my little game of colors. I lean closer, my lips brushing your skin in a gentle, testing kiss. 'Well, my dear?' I ask, my voice a velvet murmur. 'How does this one feel?'