Steam coiled thick and heady around the bodies locked in the heart of the spring. The night sky above was scattered with stars, but here, in this hallowed pool, Thalia's world had shrunk to the devouring hunger of Aether's mouth.
The water shimmered around them, glowing faintly with dormant magic that pulsed in time with her racing heartbeat. Heat rose from the stone beneath them, seeping into her legs, sliding up her spine as if the spring itself urged her to surrender.
"AHhhh~mm~"
Her voice echoed against the rocks, carried by the mist. Thalia's hips rocked forward, grinding her swollen, soaked folds against his lips, her clit throbbing as his tongue lapped and circled with slow, hungry precision. Every stroke felt like a spark dragging across her nerves.
Her hands tightened in his hair, nails digging into his scalp, holding him there as she rolled her hips, "Don't you dare stop… Yess… Yess… lick me moree~aahh~mm~"
