Build Our Altar Here

by ragnarok89

Summary:

Drabble. "First time for everything."

Notes:

Hello! Kept you waiting, huh?

I’m back, and Happy Kinktober/Whumptober this October. Please enjoy the delicious delights, the carnage, and the feels! Comments are welcome and encouraged!

"What do you think?"

Lancer looked up from where he sat, and he almost swallowed his tongue.

Rider stood in front of him, leaning against the door frame, a coy smile on her face. Her mask was off, her pink eyes bright, and her long hair brushed past her shoulders.

What she wore was what caught his attention, and with full intent. She wore a purple lace babydoll dress, contrasting with her pale skin, the embroidered lace and mesh accentuating her ample chest and curves. She wore violet panties, the silk clinging to her body, and showing off her legs.

It left very little to the imagination, while giving so, so much to work with.

"Wow." Lancer could only respond, his face bright red, blinking, clearing his throat.

Rider grinned, walking over to him, and then straddling him on the bed. "You're speechless, first time for everything, I suppose."

"Well, yes." Lancer replied, his eyes darkened, smiling, slow and predatory, his hands sliding around her waist. "First time for everything."

She moved closer to him, and she felt his familiar excitement bulging in his pantsuit, prodding her leg.

Such delicious heat twisted inside her, her inner thighs growing damp.

Her cheeks turning pink, Rider leaned in and kissed Lancer full on the lips, her negligee soon sliding to the floor.

They were holding on, tight, tightly, and never letting go.

Notes:

Kinktober 2024 prompt(s): Lingerie
Whumptober 2024 prompt(s): “If only we could hold on.”

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Kinktober/Whumptober 2024