"Hm...Adrei..." Demond's voice came between breathless kisses, her fingers tangled in her wife's silken hair.
"What is it, my Witch?" Adrei murmured against her lips, not breaking contact for a second. Her scaled hands traced hypnotic patterns along Demond's sides.
"We've almost...arrived...and...ah..."
The Dragon's tongue plunged in again, thoroughly exploring every sweet corner of her mouth.
Demond's protest dissolved into another whimper as Adrei's fangs grazed her lower lip.
"A few more minutes..." Adrei purred, her breath hot against Demond's flushed skin.
"Hic...hic..."
"You're too sweet, my wife..." The words vibrated through their connected lips as Adrei's tongue mapped the roof of Demond's mouth with possessive precision.
Their heated exchange might have continued indefinitely had the icy curtain not parted abruptly.
"Miss Demond. Miss Adrei."
A wet pop echoed through the cabin as they separated, another silvery strand breaking between them.
