[ The wine isn't making him want her as much as it is making it impossible for him to ignore it. He cants his head to the side obligingly to deepen the kiss. In his current state, he needs to deepen it. He needs to experience as much of her as he can, to act on every longing and repressed desire that was hiding under the surface.
His tongue slips past her lips, seeking out her own. His thrusts continue to grow in both speed and intensity at the same time. He doesn't think to pace himself, and already, he's starting to throb within her from all the stimulation. Pleasured, hungry, almost primal noises escape against her lips. He's definitely getting close.
Let's hope that the spell doesn't fade once he orgasms. He might be confused if he comes to hilt-deep inside of his best friend. ]
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His tongue slips past her lips, seeking out her own. His thrusts continue to grow in both speed and intensity at the same time. He doesn't think to pace himself, and already, he's starting to throb within her from all the stimulation. Pleasured, hungry, almost primal noises escape against her lips. He's definitely getting close.
Let's hope that the spell doesn't fade once he orgasms. He might be confused if he comes to hilt-deep inside of his best friend. ]