Damian was in such bliss. This was everything he could have wanted and so much more than that. His eyes fell closed as he enjoyed the wonder of the feel of everything that was Iseul. The taste and feel and sound of him. Rolling his hips faster, one of his hands hit the tree behind the fae and squeezed. Some bark cracked and he would apologize for the damage later.

For now he was lost in the moment, feeling himself drawing closer to the edge just from how many sensations were overwhelming him. Yet, he refused to fall so fast. No, he wanted and needed to enjoy this longer...