For a Mere Mortal
She reached her hands down and caressed his cheek, and added a little lilt to her voice as she teased him. "so... do you want more~?" she teased. "you humans are driven by your desires, after all... show me what you want."
Instruments of Ecstasy
The flute's lilting melodies danced around the room, intertwining with the deep resonance of the drums, while the celestial sounds of the lyre weaved a tapestry of enchantment in the air.
Consensually Taken
Jerome sauntered up to her, unable to keep the cocky lilt out of his step. “and, so, the mighty have fallen,” he teased, yet he meant no true malice.
Mind Games - Epilogue
A voice, happy, soft and lilting, crashed through blackthorne's defenses like an armored tank, grinding coherent thought into painful fragments. "morning," he muttered, wincing at the cruel echo bouncing between his ears.
[Comm] Raksha's Date
Let's get your big penis inside me~" he lilted, his experienced pads fondling along the big dragon's shaft, slowly pulling it back behind him.
The Shark's Crew
He said, his voice lilting with a slight irish accent skittering at the tip of his tongue. he opened the door wide to reveal a lavish room behind him, "please come in douglas."
The Curse Broken: A New Birth
"welcome to your new home," declan said, its voice still that same except for a new, almost taunting lilt. mir looked up to see that the demon was smiling almost normally now. "how do you like it?" mir couldn't speak, couldn't even find words.
Bones
And then the unexplained bruises began to appear; the lilt slowly went out of her voice. he became protective of his lady, and would growl at the bad man every time he came near her.
The touch she dreams about.
It was a lilting rolling of music, washing back and forth, as though finding its feet. every so often, the notes became softer, hesitant once more, and all over again it went.
Not Again [LusterUnicorn Subscription Commissions: February]
He added, voice lilting up sweetly. "my shorts... are just glued on. please just help me get them down... and you can go running off!"
Kinktober Day Nine: Muscles
With a salacious smile, she shifted back to the bag that she'd brought with her -- she drew a beach towel from it first, carefully laying it out before settling down onto the cloth with another curve of her lilted lips.
A Change of Company
It had a smooth lilt to it, like the last hint of an irish accent. "he never told me his last name. how do you know it?"