South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

i can't pull you closer than this


Posted on September 30, 2019 by isolt griffin
South

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


Unsurprised is Isolt that he acquiesces to her suggestion on where next they should find themselves, the woman surely of the knowledge that her husband would hardly deny her wishes. It was, after all, where his storied lineage had begun; and so the redheaded bride is markedly pleased when the foreign words purr against the curve of her lover's tongue, serving only to stoke the lascivious inferno that sears and sizzles in the darkest parts of her. He puts his skin to hers then, just the bulb of his finger to coax the cushion of her lip from her own teeth, and yet she may well have been taken wholly and completely by these internal flames for such is the intensity of her body's reaction. She answers the pressure placed upon her lips with the insistent press of her own, the supple bulbs of her fingertips rising to caress the stern edge of her husband's jawline. When his teeth nip at her lip, however, a searing flame licks its way up her spine, a heady, soft moan forfeited from within.

It is a small tragedy that he pulls away, the disappointment of it evident in the pout that bleeds in no less seductive a manner unto her crimson lips. But with his offer, as anticipatory and provocative as ever such a simple query could have been, the brilliant azure helixes of her eyes are cast in the pervading shade of the lust that consumes her. Wordlessly does she take his offered hand, allowing herself to be lead below-deck into yet another layer of extravagant comfort. The elegance of it was effortless, quietly-boastful, and faultlessly romantic with its soft lighting and inviting bedstead. The fire-crowned woman departs from her lover, her hand slipping slowly from his own as she sashays a few steps further into the bunker, pregnancy having owed the already evident lines of her hips yet another layer of seductive potential as she does so.

Then, with a slowness that can be naught other than pointed and purposeful, Isolt removes the few remaining pins from within her hair, a veritable waterfall of soft, crimson curls tumbling down the plains of her back. With a single, swift movement does she bring her fiery mane of gossamer curls to rest over her shoulder, exposing the zippered back of her gown in an unmistakable invitation to her lover. As if he might need further coaxing, though surely both of them knew that this was false, Isolt peers over her shoulder at him... the blazing embers of her carnal inferno smoldering against the angelic blue of her eyes.

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