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| Easing Tension Posted by: Driana Blackscale at 11-14-2015 17:25 PM, Last Modified 11-14-2015 17:25 PM |
Author note: Upon reading the formats will change between characters and the author’s own mentality taste.
It had been one of those mornings where Eris had spent the night sleeping until the loud cries of her cell phone went off. “Dammit.” Came Eris’s sleepy voice. It was definitely a way to start the morning. A Saturday morning nonetheless. She rolled over to see if her special guest had still remained in bed with her.
Smiling as she saw the dark colors of his fur she sighed contently. He had spent the night with her. She couldn’t help but think of last night when he kissed her sensually and cuddled with her. Gaelan Thorne. The man everyone was pinning for secretly. He had weaseled his way into her bed something like awkward glances and the mentioning of getting drunk and being fucked senseless.
That type of tension was well pent up. Especially when it was all in the mind of the woman who was typing the story. It wasn’t awkward then. It was.. Erotic. To awaken and have to think about her character Gaelan in such a dirty way was well. Arousing.
The horniness was already rising as she thought back to that little moment of her characters being in the same bed and fucking each other senseless. Perhaps it was time to give you guys a little taste?
The author let out a soft chuckle.
Eris hadn’t taken him up on that cheap vodka and carton of orange juice that he so graciously brought. It was like Gaelan Thorne to not only be self indulged but was always fashionably late when it suited him. She had already been feeling fairly tipsy off his presence. It was no secret that a guy like him was well desired upon first glance. Shit like that helped boost his ego and encouraged his narcissistic personality.
Looking over the rim of her pillow she let out a shuddering sigh. Damn. Only if last night had been their first time. But no. Only about a week before, this man had dominated her against her own bedroom wall. How did that ever make her feel? Fucking turned on. There was no sugar coating their desire and his bluntness. Throwing aside all that tension had really made last night all the more intense. Gratefully it had been an excursion that was taken in her bed .. this time.
Their lips locked and his arms had fallen around her tiny waist just as she had ran her well manicured hand through his highly groomed fur reaching the tips and ends of his dark red hair. Tangling her nails in it as she wrapped her finger around it tugging him closer wanting him to fall into the kiss. He had only tensed for a brief moment as he pushed her back onto the bed. He didn’t waste any time going to work on removing his steam punk pants. “Over excited are we?” She teased.
“Shut the fuck up bitch,” His smirk and that look in her eye as he reached up the curve of her calves traveling further up until his hand was right between her legs. He hooked his claw into her panties barely brushing the smooth side across her clit before tugging down her panties off near her ankles.
“I love it when you talk dirty to me. Now come here and give me some of that dick.” demanding she was. Hooking her ankle in his left hand he pulled her down until her ass was nearly hanging off the edge and he stood wedged with his cock between her ass. Sliding his claw against her pussy lips parting them apart seeing she was already dripping. It made him smile.
“Just how I like you.” He sneered pushing in his finger inside her instantly feeling her walls clamp and his thumb reached up to toy with her hard nub button. He could sense she was gonna say something else. Although he prefered her to be louder in other ways, like how his dick felt good, he wasn’t gonna wait around for her yapping mouth to shut up. Taking her panties from her ankles he balled the cloth up and stuffed it into her mouth the second she did open it.
Working his finger in and out of her before he slipped in the second one listening to her adorable gasps of pleasure. He was careful to work his hand away from her mouth cupping up the back of her neck. A firm tug brought her arching up into his chest, her breasts gave that little bounce that always made his cock twitch.
He had made good on the last threat, he worked his way up and over her collarbone biting down on her neck. Leaving hickies and new fang piercings like jewelry distracting her long enough to slide his fingers out of her. Grabbing her hip roughly he didn’t just slid into her depths. He hammered every last inch inside of her, “Gaelan! …”
Kissing her neck finding a patch of soft skin in his mouth, sucking it gently, it was like insurance to leave everyone who knew Eris something to whisper about tomorrow.
Enough of the romantic stuff. Getting bored over here and I’m the writer. Tsk. Can you only imagine as to what is going to come, cum.. cum.. oh yes cum! So delicious. Just don’t forget guys, this is all inside her mind. Let’s rewind and take it back to where she was laying down in bed besides him.
The feeling of his cock was still burning bright inside of her. Just the way all those fresh bites had her running her hand over them. She was taking in a small breath trying to be quiet. Sure he was asleep but even as frisky as she was feeling, she slid her hand down her dark blue panties stroking over her engorged clit. Peering over the pillows rim again waiting to be caught. She could do this.. Masterbate a little. Scream his name inside of her head.. Oh yes.
Rubbing the tip of her finger over her clit just a little faster each time. She was having a hard time controlling her breaths. ‘Shh..’ She told herself, have to be quiet. She started counting backwards from sixty and slowly got stuck at thirty four. Forget the seconds. Thirty four seconds… she could do this. It’s not like he wasn’t there to help her fantasize. Her fingers loved dancing around her mound, closing her eyes, she bit her lip letting her finger work the outer rims before focusing on the centers little bead. She fantasized about his head between her clenched thighs going upwards over the curve of her thighs tickling the most sensuous places.
Twenty seconds. She made use of his tongue slowly making the same circles her fingertips were already doing. Something about that sensation and the ability to push his head down and her hips raising. Grinding into his tongue, guiding him almost to that sweet spot. The cries in her mind were growing louder and louder, begging almost.
Ten seconds. Sweat started rolling down the side of her face as she struggled to climax and remain quiet. She shouldn’t be quiet.. but dammit he was sleeping. Just please.. please.. please.. Gaelan.
Five seconds.. Ahhhhh.. fuck! ..
“None of that missy.” Gaelan’s low primal chuckles dared to stop her. She needed just a few more seconds. But there she remained motionless.. caught.
Damn this Author. Just needed a few more seconds. Five seconds.. dammit. And here I sit with a smile and my cheeks a little flushed. Guess you’ll have to wait till next time…
To be continued.
Personal story.
Driana Le Souris.
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Comments:
| Maddox: Woah. Did not see that coming... You should write more like this. I would buy one. |
| Shade Blackscale: One of the more riling stories yet. The change in perspective really gives depth and feel to what all is going on. Definitely...mmmf. |
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