<div class="floatleft">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Angel%20Creek/Terran%20Marks/TerranMarksTattooscopy_zps4ac9f738.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Terran Marks<br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Witch, Earth Deity<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Nude<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st: 1:00pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kendall Wood: Domum Heli<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Christa, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Terran set the pace, a slow and steady pace. He did not want her to hit her climax too soon. Though he had no doubt she enjoyed every second of getting there. His movements were deliberate. Each stroke deep, hard. Oh, how he loved it, just as he knew she loved it. Taking their time, enjoying one another. He moaned with each movement, each time that she would tighten on him. It felt so wonderful and even more so because it was her. She was his and he was her's. It was a unified pairing, a pairing that was planned before he was ever even thought of.<br/><br/>Terran's dark brown eyes locked on to her's. "My queen." He leaned in and pressed his lips to her's, pulling her legs around him. He wanted her to squeeze him and hold him tight to her. His arms slid around her as he continued to hit that spot for her, thrusting and pulsing deep.