▷ pick canon, modern au, game verse, or 'other' ▷ look through this list for ideas if needed. ▷ appropriately warn for rated material ▷ write a prompt or leave a blank comment ▷ specify if it's open for everyone or closed to someone in particular ▷ profit??
[When you find yourself at the very beginning of the ruins you might question whether or not they are ruins at all. In fact, the scenery is no different from that of an elegant manor house. The furniture and decor is rich without being overly extravagant, decorated in good taste. The room is large, the ceiling high above, yet strangely windowless. Toys and knickknacks can be found in the corner of a room, indicating that a child must live here, while a fire burns warmly upon a log in the chimney. An open book sits upon an empty chair near the couch, a page about magical trees left open. Beside it rests an umbrella, propped up against the furniture.
It could pass for normal but for the empty picture frames that line the wall. The atmosphere is undoubtedly happy, but nostalgia hangs thick in the air. There's only one door, but it appears to be locked. No amount of struggle will budge it. Perhaps there's a key? Perhaps you should look around. But be careful what you touch, or you may find yourself becoming part of a memory. You can search, but you quickly realize you aren't alone. Standing in the corner of a room is a woman. She smiles cheerfully with a pleasant and welcoming aura. Strangely, she looks incredibly similar in appearance to Yuuki, but perhaps that gives her away.]
[This house is certainly lived in. The open book, the toys in the corner of the room - all of it speaks to this house being occupied. The empty picture frames... that's strange, but these heart ruins deal in symbolism as much as they deal in real memories.
After Chuuya's done taking a look around, he turns to address the woman.]
Good evening.
[At least, it was evening when he found Yuuki's unconscious body outside.]
That child is sleeping somewhere deep inside her heart right now. She is currently struggling through a great deal of pain. All of those painful experiences have begun to pile up and she's lost in the middle of them.
If you decide to go looking for her she may protest. Her heart is fragile right now.
[Most of the time Ren dealt with his thirst well enough with blood bags but it didn't hold a candle to how it felt when he could sink his teeth into flesh and run his fingers through Ai's hair. Her blood was like heaven, for him. But then everything about her was just as perfect. Somehow, after time stuck in this place apart from her, he had begun to lose that taste on his lips. Blood bags did nothing to help.
Which is why, Yuuki was unfortunate enough to find herself a very affectionate room mate in the evening after he had spent a long day agonizing over keeping his thirst in check. Blood bags kept him alive but he didn't feel at all satisfied. Having already shared blood with his mother once before (and several occasions before that in more innocent ways throughout the years of his lifespan) Ren let her scent carry him to her side, effectively stopping her from whatever she was doing while he pulled her close to smell her skin and resist the urge to sink his teeth into it right then and there.]
Sorry... if you don't want me to just say so, okay?
[But he knew she understood thirst. She had spent a year apart from his father when they were younger and while this was like slow torture, he could only imagine how she'd felt while cooped up in the Kuran Manor and going without, save for what blood his other father had to give her.]
[Dinner was almost always Ren's job. The kitchen was a room that had quietly been designated as his. Last time she tried to cook she couldn't quite place when he had effectively taken over. But in the beginning she had been at the counter, utensils in hand, and in the end she had been at his side, watching him mix ingredients and place the meal in the oven.
Tonight she was determined to make it from start to finish. After all, he deserved to relax! She placed a bowl on the counter to dump her ingredients into, engrossed in her work. It wasn't until a set of hands wrapped around her petite body and drew her to the warmth of their arms that she stiffened, aware of her fellow company for the first time.]
Ah-
[It was Ren. That thought relaxed her until his breath tickled her throat. In which case she felt color rise to her cheeks. Even before he spoke the thick air of thirst clung to him. It seeped into the room and she could feel how he had obviously struggled. The instincts of a vampire were cruel and it was impossible to suppress forever.
. . . How long had he been holding it in? She had known he was thirsty for a while now, but he had always been so adamant that he could handle it on his own. Not any longer it seemed. Her eyes softened. The pain of thirst could be unbearable... there was no reason he had to suffer alone. Her voice was quiet and gently when she spoke.]
It's okay, Ren.
[She closed her eyes. She understood what he needed most right now.]
Take as much as you need. You don't have to hold yourself back, you know. I'll be fine.
[She was a pureblood. No matter what he couldn't truly hurt her. And she absolutely wouldn't leave him to starve.]
[Ren let the sound of her voice steady him, as he'd done so often in this place by now. She helped him through harder moments without Ai when he felt lonely, even if she didn't know that her help was only effective because she was his mother. He felt guilty for keeping everything from her like always, but now wasn't the moment to worry about guilt.
Letting his breathing even out, he continues holding onto her for a moment as her scent filled his senses. Loosening his hold at last, his hands drift up her arms to rest on her shoulders before he gently pushed her long hair to the other side of her neck. At first, he resists the temptation her pulse presented him. He grit his teeth, fangs digging into the inside of his lip. Like a steel cable snapping and threading, his control dissipated and his teeth sunk into the curve between her neck and her shoulder. He would have been more gentle, given at least some warning with his lips or his tongue, but he couldn't stop himself. Holding her by the collar bone, he presses her against him like an animal pinned its prey.
When he was satisfied the wound wouldn't close, his teeth retracted, only to be replaced by lips and tongue as he clung to every drop he could get. A relieved sigh was about as articulate as he would get in the moment while his hands wandered aimlessly back down her sides again to wrap his arms around her waist. He was so lost in a daze that somehow he had forgotten to be more careful not to get carried away with how and where he might wander. With Ai he could cling onto her like an octopus and she accepted it. It usually lead to more intimate things as they carried on.
Now? His thoughts were filled with his elder sister, so much so that it was probably a precarious situation he had invited upon himself and Yuuki. Never mind centering his thoughts again, they were too busy with finding the best way to coax as much blood from Yuuki as he possibly could.]
[The sharp, dull feeling as fangs pierced flesh and sunk deep in her throat wasn't new. But it had been a while since she felt it. There was something wholly intimate and dangerous and addicting to being on this side of a vampire. To know that your life was connected to their thirst and they could peer inside you in a way words could never describe.
Her body stiffened as his mouth clamped down upon her, head tilted back and to the side as he held her in a vice. He smelled so much like Zero. That scent was familiar, something she loved and easy to lose herself in. It was somehow different, too. Cheeks flushed as his fangs retracted, only to be replaced with his lips and tongue she expelled a breath. He drank so deeply. Impossibly she tried to ignore the pleasurable feeling as he pulled upon her, lips and tongue dancing across pale, sensitive flesh. The wandering of his hands only intensified the drugged feeling of someone who tenderly fed upon the most intimate of emotions.]
Ren...
[A soft, breathless pant. She needed to face him, she thought. If she could see him it would clear her head, which was pleasantly tied to the sensation of his lips upon her. She turned in his grasp and clung onto him. He could still drink like this, right? One hand grasped the front of his shirt while she tried to reach around him with the other.]
You're really thirsty, aren't you.. [Hah- she gently panted. His thirst was obvious though and unrestrained.] You shouldn't wait so long... [Not if she could help him.]
[He was still lost in the moment, yanked out of it when she twisted away from him. At first he thought she was stopping him and he couldn't mask the disappointed sound that escaped when his lips pulled from her skin. Dazed and drunk off the taste of her blood, Ren stared her in the eyes, his own amethyst colored eyes replaced with a blood red. With his hands braced on either side of her against the counter, he lets her guide him back to that sweet alluring scent of her blood that pulsed beneath her skin. It now coated his lips too, staining them red.
Pressing a kiss to her throat, his lips part again as this time he took more care with her. He found her pulse and chased it with his tongue that swept over her skin before he sunk his teeth in again. Once he was comfortable again and he was assured that she wasn't going to squirm away again, his hands move to push away the dishes she had been using to cook. He used the open space to lift Yuuki up onto the countertop, his fangs finally retracting. Blood escaping down her neck was chased by his mouth, his tongue sweeping out over her collarbone before traveling back to the open wound he'd created.]
I didn't want to trouble you.
[His answer might not qualify as an actual answer, given he was currently licking blood off of her skin and his hands were at her waist. If waiting this long caused him to feel this good, he'd draw it out as much as he needed to. He was finally having some of that ungodly thirst quenched and it had been worth the wait just to have another warm body so near to his own.]
[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.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sunflowering) wrote2017-10-30 11:08 pm
Lost Raiders - Heart Seed | Closed
It could pass for normal but for the empty picture frames that line the wall. The atmosphere is undoubtedly happy, but nostalgia hangs thick in the air. There's only one door, but it appears to be locked. No amount of struggle will budge it. Perhaps there's a key? Perhaps you should look around. But be careful what you touch, or you may find yourself becoming part of a memory. You can search, but you quickly realize you aren't alone. Standing in the corner of a room is a woman. She smiles cheerfully with a pleasant and welcoming aura. Strangely, she looks incredibly similar in appearance to Yuuki, but perhaps that gives her away.]
no subject
After Chuuya's done taking a look around, he turns to address the woman.]
Good evening.
[At least, it was evening when he found Yuuki's unconscious body outside.]
no subject
[How polite he is.]
Oh my! To think we have a visitor! Have you come to find my cute daughter? ♥
no subject
I was looking for Yuuki, haven't found her yet. Have you seen her around here?
[Definitely not in this room.]
no subject
If you decide to go looking for her she may protest. Her heart is fragile right now.
no subject
She pulled me out when I was stuck in my pain, so I'll do the same for her.
no subject
no subject
[...maybe he shouldn't say that to her mom?]
Empathias AU - Hunger Pains | Closed
Which is why, Yuuki was unfortunate enough to find herself a very affectionate room mate in the evening after he had spent a long day agonizing over keeping his thirst in check. Blood bags kept him alive but he didn't feel at all satisfied. Having already shared blood with his mother once before (and several occasions before that in more innocent ways throughout the years of his lifespan) Ren let her scent carry him to her side, effectively stopping her from whatever she was doing while he pulled her close to smell her skin and resist the urge to sink his teeth into it right then and there.]
Sorry... if you don't want me to just say so, okay?
[But he knew she understood thirst. She had spent a year apart from his father when they were younger and while this was like slow torture, he could only imagine how she'd felt while cooped up in the Kuran Manor and going without, save for what blood his other father had to give her.]
no subject
Tonight she was determined to make it from start to finish. After all, he deserved to relax! She placed a bowl on the counter to dump her ingredients into, engrossed in her work. It wasn't until a set of hands wrapped around her petite body and drew her to the warmth of their arms that she stiffened, aware of her fellow company for the first time.]
Ah-
[It was Ren. That thought relaxed her until his breath tickled her throat. In which case she felt color rise to her cheeks. Even before he spoke the thick air of thirst clung to him. It seeped into the room and she could feel how he had obviously struggled. The instincts of a vampire were cruel and it was impossible to suppress forever.
. . . How long had he been holding it in? She had known he was thirsty for a while now, but he had always been so adamant that he could handle it on his own. Not any longer it seemed. Her eyes softened. The pain of thirst could be unbearable... there was no reason he had to suffer alone. Her voice was quiet and gently when she spoke.]
It's okay, Ren.
[She closed her eyes. She understood what he needed most right now.]
Take as much as you need. You don't have to hold yourself back, you know. I'll be fine.
[She was a pureblood. No matter what he couldn't truly hurt her. And she absolutely wouldn't leave him to starve.]
no subject
Letting his breathing even out, he continues holding onto her for a moment as her scent filled his senses. Loosening his hold at last, his hands drift up her arms to rest on her shoulders before he gently pushed her long hair to the other side of her neck. At first, he resists the temptation her pulse presented him. He grit his teeth, fangs digging into the inside of his lip. Like a steel cable snapping and threading, his control dissipated and his teeth sunk into the curve between her neck and her shoulder. He would have been more gentle, given at least some warning with his lips or his tongue, but he couldn't stop himself. Holding her by the collar bone, he presses her against him like an animal pinned its prey.
When he was satisfied the wound wouldn't close, his teeth retracted, only to be replaced by lips and tongue as he clung to every drop he could get. A relieved sigh was about as articulate as he would get in the moment while his hands wandered aimlessly back down her sides again to wrap his arms around her waist. He was so lost in a daze that somehow he had forgotten to be more careful not to get carried away with how and where he might wander. With Ai he could cling onto her like an octopus and she accepted it. It usually lead to more intimate things as they carried on.
Now? His thoughts were filled with his elder sister, so much so that it was probably a precarious situation he had invited upon himself and Yuuki. Never mind centering his thoughts again, they were too busy with finding the best way to coax as much blood from Yuuki as he possibly could.]
no subject
[The sharp, dull feeling as fangs pierced flesh and sunk deep in her throat wasn't new. But it had been a while since she felt it. There was something wholly intimate and dangerous and addicting to being on this side of a vampire. To know that your life was connected to their thirst and they could peer inside you in a way words could never describe.
Her body stiffened as his mouth clamped down upon her, head tilted back and to the side as he held her in a vice. He smelled so much like Zero. That scent was familiar, something she loved and easy to lose herself in. It was somehow different, too. Cheeks flushed as his fangs retracted, only to be replaced with his lips and tongue she expelled a breath. He drank so deeply. Impossibly she tried to ignore the pleasurable feeling as he pulled upon her, lips and tongue dancing across pale, sensitive flesh. The wandering of his hands only intensified the drugged feeling of someone who tenderly fed upon the most intimate of emotions.]
Ren...
[A soft, breathless pant. She needed to face him, she thought. If she could see him it would clear her head, which was pleasantly tied to the sensation of his lips upon her. She turned in his grasp and clung onto him. He could still drink like this, right? One hand grasped the front of his shirt while she tried to reach around him with the other.]
You're really thirsty, aren't you.. [Hah- she gently panted. His thirst was obvious though and unrestrained.] You shouldn't wait so long... [Not if she could help him.]
no subject
Pressing a kiss to her throat, his lips part again as this time he took more care with her. He found her pulse and chased it with his tongue that swept over her skin before he sunk his teeth in again. Once he was comfortable again and he was assured that she wasn't going to squirm away again, his hands move to push away the dishes she had been using to cook. He used the open space to lift Yuuki up onto the countertop, his fangs finally retracting. Blood escaping down her neck was chased by his mouth, his tongue sweeping out over her collarbone before traveling back to the open wound he'd created.]
I didn't want to trouble you.
[His answer might not qualify as an actual answer, given he was currently licking blood off of her skin and his hands were at her waist. If waiting this long caused him to feel this good, he'd draw it out as much as he needed to. He was finally having some of that ungodly thirst quenched and it had been worth the wait just to have another warm body so near to his own.]
no subject
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.
no subject
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.]
no subject
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.]
no subject
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.]
no subject
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.]
no subject
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.]