#i cannnootttttt believe i am writing this and i cannot believe i am showing you

[datura-tea]

can we have a glimpse of the ulysses smut?

hmmmm i'm actually writing two scenes, one where ulysses basically has a sex dream and then the other is the reality haha uhh here's some of what i have so far:

moz cradled his cheek with her left hand and pressed her mouth to his. he kissed her back eagerly, his tongue darting out to taste hers. as they kissed, moz's hands traveled from ulysses's face to his shoulders to his chest, down his arms and his back, her touch feather-light. she went up for air, and ulysses took the opportunity to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, his eyes twinkling, full of wonder.

"you good?" she asked him playfully.

"was reminding myself this is real," he said. "only had you like this in dreams, before."

"really?" moz smiled wickedly, slowly leaning back so that he had a fuller view of her bare body, her spread legs. "you've dreamt of me like this? naked, on your bed?"

ulysses swallowed. "yes," he answered, his throat suddenly dry. he was transfixed, and couldn't move. "many times."

moz hummed and trailed her fingers over her breasts, her nipples. ulysses watched in rapt attention.

"how many times?" she asked. her fingers walked down her stomach, lower and lower, until two of them disappeared into her slit.

"too often to count," he replied, wanting nothing more than to put her fingers in his mouth, to taste her on his tongue again. his hand moved of its own accord to his cock, stroking himself slow, matching moz's pace.

moz watched him watch her, the hunger in his eyes almost enough to make her come. she slid her fingers out of herself and rubbed them over her clit instead. "did you fuck me, in those dreams?"

"show me how."

ulysses nodded. she presented him with her slick fingers before licking them clean. his gaze was intense. she smiled wide.