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DR. STRANGE. ([personal profile] portalling) wrote 2024-12-11 02:29 am (UTC)

forgot to slap the nsfw warning on the thread. anyway there it is.

Of course he wants it —

Gwenaëlle sidles closer, and this way he can look down over her shoulderblades, see them in better detail. It’s probably not too dissimilar from his sensitivity in the tentacles that had coiled loose from his arm, but hers is lasting; has lasted; any hopes they had of it simply sloughing off over time has faded, as time went on and on and the wings remained just as solid and impermeable as ever.

Stephen’s in data-gathering mode now, carving this into his photographic memory: he presses his thumb, ever so lightly, against the curve where one of the wings moulds into her back. The connection to the skin seamless and imperceptible, as if it grew organically out of her. He starts to follow the pearlescent mosaic of them, trailing the delicate tracery of veins, the opal topography. The wings are beautiful, now that she’s finally letting him look at them, touch them, take in the way the sunlight shatters and reflects off them.

He winds up so absorbed and distracted that he is, accordingly, entirely unprepared by the time her hand reaches his cock.

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