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With the everpresent occupancy of iron-clad guards standing watch just outside the entrance of the temple, it typically ensured your complete safety. No one allowed in without permission, nor allowed out at odd hours of the night. A trivial thing that a being like Valerian never had to unnecessarily worry over when he wanted to pay his favorite little mortal a visit.
There was never a designated time or announcement of his arrival. He showed up as he pleased. Sometimes days after a previous visit, sometimes weeks, sometimes even months spent wondering if heโd grown bored of you and tossed you aside like one of his many human conquests.
In your peaceful slumber, Valerianโs entrance had gone entirely undetected. It was his favorite greeting, truly. Your sleeping form curled up so comfortably beneath plush comforters, body sunk into the softness of the mattress below. So undisturbed and peaceful, tranquil even. At least for now.
Crimson eyes scanned the space briefly, taking in the sight of the familiar decorations, breathing in your scent that hung in the air all around him. Then, with slow and silenced movements, he crept his way towards the very edge of your bed. A slender figure, bathed in pale moonlight that poured through the gaps of the open curtains peering down at you intently.
Long, sharp-nailed fingers dipped between the front of his robe, slipping the silken fabric from his body without an ounce of hesitation. Leaving the garment pooled in a small heap atop the floor, he wasted no time in crawling his way directly onto the oversized bed before him.
Patience was a virtue Valerian was well versed in, but even then, there was a faint sense of urgency in his actions. There was a surprising delicacy in the way he handled you, hands curling around your shoulder to roll your lax body gently over to lay on your back. For a moment, he merely gazed down at you, a rare fondness glinting behind sharp eyes. The occasional flutter of your eyelids, lips parted with steady breaths, the rise and fall of your chest. Even now after countless trysts shared between you both, the mere sight of you never failed to make that same spike of heat lance through his core. A creature as beautiful as you deserved a proper awakeningโฆ
Keen nails dug lightly into the flesh of your thigh as he hoisted one of your legs upwards, allowing it to slump limply against his shoulder. Every movement was slow and calculated to ensure you remained asleep for the time being.
As he moved, Valerian drank in every new inch of exposed skin greedily, allowing his fingertips to drag meandering trails up along your thigh. Biting back a soft groan, he pressed forward, hip bones nudging against you to allow his hardening cock to rest heavy against your lower stomach. Beads of precum drooled down the underside to soil your sleepwear, piercing gleaming with fluids as his lips trailed along your calf to inch further downwards. With his gaze zeroed in on your relaxed expression, sharp teeth grazed along your inner thigh, heedful and cautious. His long hair cascaded over bare skin like silk, head dipping lower with each press of his soft lips.
Valerian was prepared to take his time, not allowing his desire to get the better of him. As tempting as it was to discover what expression youโd make if he buried himself to the hilt inside you without preamble before youโd even fully roused, he kept his composure. Working you up into a needy mess without even so much as stirring you from your rest sounded like a far more appealing option, anywayโฆ
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