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[It shouldn't feel so good. The way his tongue slid up her neck to taste her skin and lap at the precious blood that slid down her throat was nothing more than a vampire's natural instinct to feed and indulge. They were naturally greedy creatures, born to take the very life blood of another. But she was the one to take pleasure in the sensations that sent shivers down her body.]
Hah-
[Her fingers curled into the material of his coat, grasping at his shoulders as his lips pulled upon her skin, drawing her blood inside him. She tried to disguise her feelings. He didn't need to see or know the affect he had upon her right now, when he looked and smelled so familiar, when he intimately drew nearer when she already longed for the warmth and caress or another, but couldn't allow herself that indulgence. But he didn't need to taste arousal when it already lingered in the air. Her pulse raced, skin flushed with desire. Lips parted, her voice was breathless.]
I... [His fingers kneaded into her waist. She barely noticed the way her skirt hiked up in such a position as her legs wrapped around him for support.] I wish you would.
[She bit her bottom lip in a desperate attempt to disguise a soft moan. Head tilted to the side, neck exposed to his exploration she clung tighter.]
[There was so much wrong with this situation that also seemed to coax him further. The way she looked at him, the way she tilted her head to offer him her blood. The arousal that rolled off the both of them in waves. It was one thing to be with Ai, but Yuuki had no idea who she was to him. Going further would only make things more complicated when she finally did become aware, whenever he got up the courage or she somehow remembered later in the future.
He didn't want to think that far ahead about the repercussions at the moment.
Stepping into her embrace more fully, he could feel her heart beating from her ribcage against his own. One hand drifted down her thigh, bunching up her skirt so that it rid high on her hip while his fingers sought skin on skin. He nuzzled her healing neck, mumbling under his breath between kisses that trailed on her skin.]
You don't know what you're offering me.
[Or she could have a perfectly clear idea, if her scent was any indication. His hand slid under her skirt, his thumb drawing circles high up her inner thigh without going too far in his exploration.]
Or how badly I want to.
[ His teeth sunk into her flesh again, drawing up more blood. He could taste memories of times that had passed between her and both of his fathers at various points in her life up until that moment as he drank deeply from her again. Part of him wanted to erase them and make her feel how he could make her feel. He'd had hundreds years to learn his way around a woman while she had less time to experience such intimacy.
He tugged at the hem of her top, leaving red marks with his lips while seeking out that elusive heartbeat that thumped beneath her sternum. It just happened to be where her breasts also could be found. Those certainly deserved attention, while her clothing only got in the way. Not even hesitating, Ren tugged on the garment and a split second was all it took for it to be torn in a jagged line down her torso.
His impatience only seemed to grow from there as he peeled away her bra just as quickly before descending once again, this time latching onto her breast. Discarding her top, he pulled her to ride high on his hips, his budding erection pressing into her and leaving no question of where he wanted things to go.]
[Deep down she knew exactly what it was she offered him. Maybe not consciously on the surface, but thoughts only interfered with the experience in the moment. The knowledge that Ren was here, his body pressed to hers, his lips upon her neck, and his hips pushed snugly between her legs. Every movement sparked new desires and why would anyone want to let reason or the mind interrupt what their bodies already determined felt best? Her reply was spoken with little thought to the consequences of their actions.]
Then don't stop...
[When her top was torn the cool air in the kitchen ghosted across her pale skin as he worked at her bra. That fabric was discarded quickly, along side the remnants of her shirt. It was only a second later that his warm mouth captured a swollen pink nipple between his lips. A soft, pleasured gasp slipped past her control. Head tilted back one arm wound around his head to keep him pressed close to her chest and her body balanced, while the other slid up his cheek and curled within the silky strands of his hair.
She wanted this too she realized, alarmed by the wanton desire that manifested in her core, and prompted her to suddenly rock her hips against the bulge that intimately pressed against her. It sparked a small thrill in her to realize she was responsible for the arousal he felt. He was just as excited as she was, skin flushed, the scent of their intentions clear in the air. Her nails dragged down his neck, trailing around his body to the buttons of his shirt. One by one she impatiently worked to free his chest to her perusal, but it took too long. With a frustrated growl her fingers tore the fabric down the middle. It hadn't been her intention to tear his clothes, but despite that she leaned in to whisper quietly within his ear.]
You tear mine I tear yours.
[It was only fair. Now if only she had been able to speak the suggestive words without the deep blush that darkened her cheeks.]
[Somewhere that thin veil of what self control he had left had dissipated. Shrugging out of his shirt and coat, his mouth leaves her breast without a sound. He'd been suckling hard enough to leave the peak red and wanting. It was satisfying to see. His hands fumble about the remainder of her clothes, long fingers teasing her center once he was finally able to have her naked and wrapped around his body in the perfect fit. He wanted her begging him for release from the torture, before he finally planned to give in and take what he so badly wanted.]
I believe I'm the one with the advantage right now.
[His lips touch her ear and become kisses dancing over the nape of her neck while he finally brought a single digit inside of that wet warmth that greeted him. Experimenting, he moves his finger back and forth inside, rubbing against her and seeking what pleasure he could draw out of her. He felt a bit smug over the fact that he knew exactly what he was doing and he anticipated seeing her unravel in his hands before he finally sunk into that heat that now taunted him, making his arousal more uncomfortable by the minute.]
[There was no way to properly prepare for the onslaught of new and pleasurable sensations Ren brought to her body. Her pale skin was flushed with the heat of arousal, her center wet as he teased the sensitive nub of her clit. Before this moment she had never imagined the two of them wrapped up in a position like this. Since their meeting she had admired him. He was warm and kind, always concerned with her and doting. More than anything he was safe and familiar... someone she felt instinctively close to, her trust there from the start. There was something about him she felt inherently close to. She had to wonder why she felt so drawn to him but questions as to why would only interfere with the moment.
One long finger slipped past her wet warmth and curled inside her, hugged tight by the slick walls that wrapped around him. With a gasp her lips parted as her arms wrapped around his shoulders to find purchase.]
Ahh-
[A pleasured moan escaped her. Almost at once she bit her bottom lip to prevent a second, which only resulted in a muffled sound. His lips trailed like fire across her sensitive skin and she shivered, head tilted to the side as hot breath drew over the healed flesh he had only just bitten minutes ago.]
Ren--
[His name was a breathless whisper. Restless and unable to hold still as he played her lovingly like an instrument, her hips rocked up against his hand and body, full of wanton need and desire. She was already wet with clear arousal, her nipples taut and her scent a dead give away to the heat she felt. And still he stoked the fire inside of her further.]
Please... [Please what...? Confused by her own thoughts she didn't know what it was she begged for. It was only that every touch of his fingers sent a shock-wave of pleasure rippling down her body, and she couldn't get enough.]
[Feeling her on his fingers, in the warmth that overwhelmed him by touch and smell and taste, was a new sensation but he rode the same waves of need that she did. He wanted her. His senses burned so hot with her presence. She smelled good and her arousal clung to his fingers as he finally withdrew them. He couldn't slow himself down anymore.
He had the presence of mind enough to take certain precautions, sure, but that was as far as he went with having a thought that wasn't centered around her. The only warning she would get was his hands yanking her hips towards him, lining his arousal with her entrance and bringing himself inside of the sweet warmth waiting for him. He lets out a noise of impatience that might have sounded like a growl.]
Is this what you wanted? [He makes a needy sound in the back of his throat, willing himself to stay calm, bringing her legs to wrap tightly around him as he eases into her. He was absolutely going to whatever Hell there was a thousand times over because, for the briefest moment, he didn't care about the familial ties of their blood. He only cared about this heat wrapped around his cock and the way her blood sang to him like a Siren song, as Purebloods often did.]
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sunflowering) wrote2017-10-30 11:08 pm
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Hah-
[Her fingers curled into the material of his coat, grasping at his shoulders as his lips pulled upon her skin, drawing her blood inside him. She tried to disguise her feelings. He didn't need to see or know the affect he had upon her right now, when he looked and smelled so familiar, when he intimately drew nearer when she already longed for the warmth and caress or another, but couldn't allow herself that indulgence. But he didn't need to taste arousal when it already lingered in the air. Her pulse raced, skin flushed with desire. Lips parted, her voice was breathless.]
I... [His fingers kneaded into her waist. She barely noticed the way her skirt hiked up in such a position as her legs wrapped around him for support.] I wish you would.
[She bit her bottom lip in a desperate attempt to disguise a soft moan. Head tilted to the side, neck exposed to his exploration she clung tighter.]
It's fine, you know...
[All of it.]
You've never once troubled me.
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He didn't want to think that far ahead about the repercussions at the moment.
Stepping into her embrace more fully, he could feel her heart beating from her ribcage against his own. One hand drifted down her thigh, bunching up her skirt so that it rid high on her hip while his fingers sought skin on skin. He nuzzled her healing neck, mumbling under his breath between kisses that trailed on her skin.]
You don't know what you're offering me.
[Or she could have a perfectly clear idea, if her scent was any indication. His hand slid under her skirt, his thumb drawing circles high up her inner thigh without going too far in his exploration.]
Or how badly I want to.
[ His teeth sunk into her flesh again, drawing up more blood. He could taste memories of times that had passed between her and both of his fathers at various points in her life up until that moment as he drank deeply from her again. Part of him wanted to erase them and make her feel how he could make her feel. He'd had hundreds years to learn his way around a woman while she had less time to experience such intimacy.
He tugged at the hem of her top, leaving red marks with his lips while seeking out that elusive heartbeat that thumped beneath her sternum. It just happened to be where her breasts also could be found. Those certainly deserved attention, while her clothing only got in the way. Not even hesitating, Ren tugged on the garment and a split second was all it took for it to be torn in a jagged line down her torso.
His impatience only seemed to grow from there as he peeled away her bra just as quickly before descending once again, this time latching onto her breast. Discarding her top, he pulled her to ride high on his hips, his budding erection pressing into her and leaving no question of where he wanted things to go.]
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Then don't stop...
[When her top was torn the cool air in the kitchen ghosted across her pale skin as he worked at her bra. That fabric was discarded quickly, along side the remnants of her shirt. It was only a second later that his warm mouth captured a swollen pink nipple between his lips. A soft, pleasured gasp slipped past her control. Head tilted back one arm wound around his head to keep him pressed close to her chest and her body balanced, while the other slid up his cheek and curled within the silky strands of his hair.
She wanted this too she realized, alarmed by the wanton desire that manifested in her core, and prompted her to suddenly rock her hips against the bulge that intimately pressed against her. It sparked a small thrill in her to realize she was responsible for the arousal he felt. He was just as excited as she was, skin flushed, the scent of their intentions clear in the air. Her nails dragged down his neck, trailing around his body to the buttons of his shirt. One by one she impatiently worked to free his chest to her perusal, but it took too long. With a frustrated growl her fingers tore the fabric down the middle. It hadn't been her intention to tear his clothes, but despite that she leaned in to whisper quietly within his ear.]
You tear mine I tear yours.
[It was only fair. Now if only she had been able to speak the suggestive words without the deep blush that darkened her cheeks.]
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I believe I'm the one with the advantage right now.
[His lips touch her ear and become kisses dancing over the nape of her neck while he finally brought a single digit inside of that wet warmth that greeted him. Experimenting, he moves his finger back and forth inside, rubbing against her and seeking what pleasure he could draw out of her. He felt a bit smug over the fact that he knew exactly what he was doing and he anticipated seeing her unravel in his hands before he finally sunk into that heat that now taunted him, making his arousal more uncomfortable by the minute.]
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One long finger slipped past her wet warmth and curled inside her, hugged tight by the slick walls that wrapped around him. With a gasp her lips parted as her arms wrapped around his shoulders to find purchase.]
Ahh-
[A pleasured moan escaped her. Almost at once she bit her bottom lip to prevent a second, which only resulted in a muffled sound. His lips trailed like fire across her sensitive skin and she shivered, head tilted to the side as hot breath drew over the healed flesh he had only just bitten minutes ago.]
Ren--
[His name was a breathless whisper. Restless and unable to hold still as he played her lovingly like an instrument, her hips rocked up against his hand and body, full of wanton need and desire. She was already wet with clear arousal, her nipples taut and her scent a dead give away to the heat she felt. And still he stoked the fire inside of her further.]
Please... [Please what...? Confused by her own thoughts she didn't know what it was she begged for. It was only that every touch of his fingers sent a shock-wave of pleasure rippling down her body, and she couldn't get enough.]
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He had the presence of mind enough to take certain precautions, sure, but that was as far as he went with having a thought that wasn't centered around her. The only warning she would get was his hands yanking her hips towards him, lining his arousal with her entrance and bringing himself inside of the sweet warmth waiting for him. He lets out a noise of impatience that might have sounded like a growl.]
Is this what you wanted? [He makes a needy sound in the back of his throat, willing himself to stay calm, bringing her legs to wrap tightly around him as he eases into her. He was absolutely going to whatever Hell there was a thousand times over because, for the briefest moment, he didn't care about the familial ties of their blood. He only cared about this heat wrapped around his cock and the way her blood sang to him like a Siren song, as Purebloods often did.]