At that slight motion forward, his own tension melted. He'd known he'd held onto some, but hadn't seen to it. Just the feeling of rightness that he found in that small motion had set so much of his world right. It hadn't been that long, but it felt that way - a trip on the road, a new family member, chaos in their lives...but their connection persisted. It didn't need the refresher in this way, but it sure was a nice way to relax.
Moving his hips forward, he leaned his weight onto the backs of her steel strong legs, pressing his weight against their tension, using gravity and the angle to push him in as far as biology would allow. Reaching an hand down, he placed it on her cheek. He meant to say something, but he found he didn't need to - the air exited in a happy, windy sigh that did more to explain than any phrase could. Holding there a moment, he just savored her - the feel of her body around his, the looking down on her, hair played out around her body, the feel of his hand on her slightly flushed cheek...
...and the moment was gone. There was a dark and primal urge welling up within him, and putting it off would be silly. He could see the glint behind her eye as well, the same calling, he had heard the same animal sounds. He slid his hands up her arms, clasping them behind his neck. Inhaling deeply, he imagined the physics involved in the motion and set to visualize the gesture. Sliding his arms back around her, he made a scooping motion along her body and up along her lower back to the strong portion of her ribcage. Matching the curl, he pulled his body weight back by craning his back, pivoting back on her hips and then smoothly onto the weight of his feet.
Grunting from the effort, he squeezed her to his body, somewhat surprised and very pleased that the change had gone so well. He was now standing upright, Ginnie's legs pressed to his chest, her arms around his neck, pressing the weight of her body down onto him. Splaying his feet slightly for better balance, he began to tilt his pelvis, slowly at first to ensure that no unfortunate tipping would occur, then with more enthusiasm as he began to trust his footing and the glorious conjoined crushing and sliding sensations wiped his mind of conscious thought.
The Christmas Invasion
It was nearing the witching hour when Ginnie pulled into the Domicile's garage. She pulled the truck into its slot and recruited two Merc's to help her take everything inside. They loaded one of the transport carts, and one of the men, the other guy carried the eight foot douglas fir she'd purchased from a vacant parking lot that had been converted into a live tree lot.
Once inside she set up the stand, filled it with water and while the two men finessed, after much cussing and a scratched face, the tree into the stand, she unloaded the cart. She payed them both as a curtesy, and began to unpack her boxes and bags. Each item was placed in a separate pile; one for the tree, one for the rest of the suite and one for Shay's apartment.
Within another half hour she was singing along with Burl Ives as she put lights on the tree. Her mind happily occupied away from what Shay and Dayle were doing.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie wasn't quite certain how he'd gotten them into this particular position, and so she found the most comfortable way to be in such a precarious junction was to relax into his hold, and that she did. He moved with in her, again something she couldn't quite figure out and all thought of the oddness dissipated with the lovely up and down slide of his body with in hers and the amazing depths at which he touched her.
The jolt against her cervix, with every thrust sent her head into oblivion and her belly began that deep languid slide into the build up before climax and she was lost in the sensations he had invented for them.
The jolt against her cervix, with every thrust sent her head into oblivion and her belly began that deep languid slide into the build up before climax and she was lost in the sensations he had invented for them.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
Running off of the adrenaline and the success of his plan, he continued the motions when he realized fairly quickly that he was starting to sweat and his grip was getting slick. That could mean that her grip might be getting a bit tenuous...which would mean sharp downward motion on areas that would not particularly like that kind of unpleasantness. Returning her back to the edge of the bed, he realized that he was breathing heavily from the exertion of the posture as well as the pleasure - it might have been more successful if they had a larger height difference or if he'd been stronger. Still, a worthy experiment. Maybe in 20 years or so.
"Je suis desole, mon coeur...I needed to try. I'm not sure where that came from."
Blowing out his air, he leaned over her, running his hand behind her head and drawing her to a quick kiss. Running his fingers lightly around her nipples, he began moving his body once again - the brief overexertion had thrown his synchronicity with her body's needs, and he was looking for a cue on what she needed. Altering his senses slightly, he listened to her breathing and pulse for a moment and sought to time his movements to her natural beat.
"Je suis desole, mon coeur...I needed to try. I'm not sure where that came from."
Blowing out his air, he leaned over her, running his hand behind her head and drawing her to a quick kiss. Running his fingers lightly around her nipples, he began moving his body once again - the brief overexertion had thrown his synchronicity with her body's needs, and he was looking for a cue on what she needed. Altering his senses slightly, he listened to her breathing and pulse for a moment and sought to time his movements to her natural beat.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie smiled up at her love, trying not to laugh. "It's alright, it was interesting. At least I can say that things never get boring in our bedroom."
Her legs had slid down his arms to hang over the bed, and because they had grown tired so she found a perch for them where the matress and boxspring didn't quite meet up. Her hips took up the slack and helped Alec to find a rhythm that worked for them both. This particular position kept him from filling her fully, but she was able to angle things just right so that with each stroke he moved against that most sensitive place at the top of her vaginal wall, something a magazine she'd read once had call the "G-spot." She thought it was a ridiculous name, but damn if she didn't have a mini orgasm with every thrust.
Her legs had slid down his arms to hang over the bed, and because they had grown tired so she found a perch for them where the matress and boxspring didn't quite meet up. Her hips took up the slack and helped Alec to find a rhythm that worked for them both. This particular position kept him from filling her fully, but she was able to angle things just right so that with each stroke he moved against that most sensitive place at the top of her vaginal wall, something a magazine she'd read once had call the "G-spot." She thought it was a ridiculous name, but damn if she didn't have a mini orgasm with every thrust.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
As the grip of her internal muscles began to change around him, Alec was fairly confident that he'd be forgiven. The combination of altered respiration, internal tension change and increasing lubrication indicated that she was quite pleased. If he were to increase the pace slightly, he would be able to speed her to her finish. But he'd already overplayed a hand this evening, so he maintained the steady rhythm that would bring her to a slower boil. Hopefully the end result would be more lingering and ultimately more satisfying for her.
That and he didn't want to collapse from exhaustion afterward - that wasn't fun. He wanted to savor the alone time they'd been given, and that wouldn't happen as effectively if he were asleep.
That and he didn't want to collapse from exhaustion afterward - that wasn't fun. He wanted to savor the alone time they'd been given, and that wouldn't happen as effectively if he were asleep.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie's legs grew uncomfortable so she slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at Alec. With a gentle push of those tired limbs, and a crook of her finger she moved deeper onto the bed. She whimpered softly at the loss of Alec with in her, but it was soon replaced by a soft moan as he resumed his place between her thighs.
She drew her knees up, until her feet rested flat on the bed. With each thrust of Alec's hips she lifted her slightly by tightening her abs and pushing her feet into the bed. It pulled him just a little deeper with in her and in turn began to increase the heat building in her belly.
Soft cries came from her open lips, as their movements brought her closer and closer to climax. Her hands began to roam his body, filling her senses with him.
She drew her knees up, until her feet rested flat on the bed. With each thrust of Alec's hips she lifted her slightly by tightening her abs and pushing her feet into the bed. It pulled him just a little deeper with in her and in turn began to increase the heat building in her belly.
Soft cries came from her open lips, as their movements brought her closer and closer to climax. Her hands began to roam his body, filling her senses with him.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
As they migrated back up the bed, Alec slid free to let her arrange herself a bit more comfortably. Watching from the end of the bed as she spread herself out before him he couldn't help but feel a bit predatory and possessive. Those thoughts made sense to him. Want and territoriality were etched somewhere deep in his psyche - it probably was why he suffered from both emotional detachment and covetous - he didn't feel as much as many people, so what he felt for he wanted completely. He'd read that it wasn't healthy, lead to mental illness and whatnot...so he'd fed on the author on one of his work trips. Just a side stop, some healing through osmosis. She'd been tasty, and was writing amateur horror now. Strange things about shadows solidifying from the darkness to destroy all of the good in the world or something. Clearly she was the one imbalanced.
With a bit of a feral glint, he licked his lips and climbed back onto the bed. The predatory moment passed as soon as the skin of his hands caressed her stomach - everything but the moment slipped away when he was with her, and when they were preoccupied with each other the rest of the world was reduced to background music. Vaguely acknowledged or ignored completely. Entering her softly, he picked up where they had left off.
Smiling as her legs crept up the bed, he watched her as she began to spread her toes and pushed the balls of her feet against the bed, rippling the fabric beneath them. The pattern in the blankets was a prelude to her internal alterations - that meant Alec was free to open his senses a bit more. He'd gotten into the habit of dulling them down just a tidge so they would last the same length of time - he wasn't conscious of doing it, but would always remember to enervate his touch before the end.
Tonight was no exception. As her moans became more heavily vocal - Alec wasn't quite sure to call them, but he knew he enjoyed hearing them - he began pushing his senses open. Concentrating on his ear canals, he expanded the lower sound threshold and capped the upper, hearing a wider band, catching everything within her vocals. The sound was exquisite - distilled aural emotion. As that helped relax his mental hold on things, he moved to taste and smell. He'd be wanting those in just a moment. Since he always seemed to close his eyes when kissing, he skipped over sight and went straight to touch as Ginnie's hands began exploring his body. He was a bit sweatier than usual, but it wasn't distracting, even with his senses opened. The spinal column was mostly preoccupied with the glorious treasure trove of information assaulting him from below in the form of his lover.
Usually, it was the touch that set him off, but not tonight. There was something in her vocal tones, some clearer note of passion that latched onto him. She was close, so close. He liked waiting for her to finish first...it felt like he had done his duty, or something similarly irrational, but he simply couldn't. Perhaps his own expression of pleasure would set her over. Gasping slightly as she reproduced that perfect sound in conjunction with an interior constriction, Alec leaned into her, letting himself free.
Kissing her lightly as he thrust involuntarily into her, he found he couldn't focus enough to find her fang. Instead, he bit his own tongue, letting the blood pass its way naturally down into her mouth from his teasing lips.
With a bit of a feral glint, he licked his lips and climbed back onto the bed. The predatory moment passed as soon as the skin of his hands caressed her stomach - everything but the moment slipped away when he was with her, and when they were preoccupied with each other the rest of the world was reduced to background music. Vaguely acknowledged or ignored completely. Entering her softly, he picked up where they had left off.
Smiling as her legs crept up the bed, he watched her as she began to spread her toes and pushed the balls of her feet against the bed, rippling the fabric beneath them. The pattern in the blankets was a prelude to her internal alterations - that meant Alec was free to open his senses a bit more. He'd gotten into the habit of dulling them down just a tidge so they would last the same length of time - he wasn't conscious of doing it, but would always remember to enervate his touch before the end.
Tonight was no exception. As her moans became more heavily vocal - Alec wasn't quite sure to call them, but he knew he enjoyed hearing them - he began pushing his senses open. Concentrating on his ear canals, he expanded the lower sound threshold and capped the upper, hearing a wider band, catching everything within her vocals. The sound was exquisite - distilled aural emotion. As that helped relax his mental hold on things, he moved to taste and smell. He'd be wanting those in just a moment. Since he always seemed to close his eyes when kissing, he skipped over sight and went straight to touch as Ginnie's hands began exploring his body. He was a bit sweatier than usual, but it wasn't distracting, even with his senses opened. The spinal column was mostly preoccupied with the glorious treasure trove of information assaulting him from below in the form of his lover.
Usually, it was the touch that set him off, but not tonight. There was something in her vocal tones, some clearer note of passion that latched onto him. She was close, so close. He liked waiting for her to finish first...it felt like he had done his duty, or something similarly irrational, but he simply couldn't. Perhaps his own expression of pleasure would set her over. Gasping slightly as she reproduced that perfect sound in conjunction with an interior constriction, Alec leaned into her, letting himself free.
Kissing her lightly as he thrust involuntarily into her, he found he couldn't focus enough to find her fang. Instead, he bit his own tongue, letting the blood pass its way naturally down into her mouth from his teasing lips.
Ginnie
17 years ago
'Close, so very close.' Were her only thoughts as she felt Alec's release, then he did the most magical thing. Sweet, coppery liquid filled her mouth, and slid down her throat. The taste and slight tingle pushed her over the edge. She gave a soft cry and pulled gently on the source of the heady liquid. Her hips rocked against his as wave after wave of pure pleasure rushed over her body.
The blood stopped all too quickly, but it helped to bring her down out of the clouds. When orgasm finally released its hold on her body she collapsed into the silky softness of the bed. Her eyes opened with a flutter of lashes and she smiled up at her lover.
Word seemed appropriate, but she didn't have any quite yet. She needed to come down from the high a little bit more, before she could speak or even utter a syllable. So she contented herself with exploring his sweat-sheened body with her finger tips.
The blood stopped all too quickly, but it helped to bring her down out of the clouds. When orgasm finally released its hold on her body she collapsed into the silky softness of the bed. Her eyes opened with a flutter of lashes and she smiled up at her lover.
Word seemed appropriate, but she didn't have any quite yet. She needed to come down from the high a little bit more, before she could speak or even utter a syllable. So she contented herself with exploring his sweat-sheened body with her finger tips.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
Spent, Alec held still, savoring the shuddering sensations welling up from below. Watching, he waited, waited...and there it was. The little flutter of consciousness returning from wherever it was that it visited when the body was taxed in such a pleasant way. Being knocked out was similar, in many ways, but not nearly as pleasant to experience or come back from. He suspected different destinations, but all of it was theory.
Returning the soft smile, he savored the feel of her hands, soft from oil and calloused from labors, rub over his energized skin. Sighing happily, he began to relax his weight down on top of her, then stopped. With his index finger, he brushed up a droplet that had missed its intended destination. Offering his finger to his love, he opened his mouth slightly, barely a smile, in anticipation of the licking sensation - it would probably be exquisite if he pushed his senses open a little further...
Returning the soft smile, he savored the feel of her hands, soft from oil and calloused from labors, rub over his energized skin. Sighing happily, he began to relax his weight down on top of her, then stopped. With his index finger, he brushed up a droplet that had missed its intended destination. Offering his finger to his love, he opened his mouth slightly, barely a smile, in anticipation of the licking sensation - it would probably be exquisite if he pushed his senses open a little further...
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie grinned at him, then slipped her tongue from her mouth and licked slowly at the tiny crimson drop. Her lips followed her tongue until she had his finger in her mouth. She sucked at the digit gently then just as carefully pulled her mouth away. Her tongue slid over her lips, and they smacked a few times. "Yummy."
She snuggled down into the blankets and wrapped a leg around his, holding him close to her. She loved this time just after their love making when they were both reluctant to move and desired to hold each other close. They drew this time out for as long as possible, even when they were in a mod for more than one round. They lingered there, holding onto the joy and pleasure that this act brought them.
She snuggled down into the blankets and wrapped a leg around his, holding him close to her. She loved this time just after their love making when they were both reluctant to move and desired to hold each other close. They drew this time out for as long as possible, even when they were in a mod for more than one round. They lingered there, holding onto the joy and pleasure that this act brought them.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
Biting the corner of his lower lip, the sensation was about what he'd expected. When she extended the treatment to the rest of his finger, he shivered a bit - a little too much goodness. Sighing happily, he let his weight relax around her, twining with her and to a lesser extent the mess of bedding. He was never quite sure how it got how it was after they were finished. Sometimes it was all in a pile off the end of the bed, other times a wad in the middle. Other times, like this one, it was fairly well behaved, simply cockeyed. It made for easy twining.
Wrapping them up a bit farther, Alec squirmed in as close as possible. Inhaling their scent deeply, he smiled. Kissing her, he wrapped her in his appendages as much as possible. This was like dessert, but sweeter and better for the waistline. Not that either of them had to worry about that, ever. Brushing his nose against her cheek, he relaxed...well and truly relaxed. For a moment, he just was. Not any of his labels, not any of the impressions of others. The sensation had become increasingly rare as their lives had grown more busy.
From the sound of things, life tended to get more complex as time went on rather than less. Of course, that was probably good - it would alleviate boredom over eternity. But he couldn't see getting bored with this. Comfort and affection were tender traps, and all too welcome.
Wrapping them up a bit farther, Alec squirmed in as close as possible. Inhaling their scent deeply, he smiled. Kissing her, he wrapped her in his appendages as much as possible. This was like dessert, but sweeter and better for the waistline. Not that either of them had to worry about that, ever. Brushing his nose against her cheek, he relaxed...well and truly relaxed. For a moment, he just was. Not any of his labels, not any of the impressions of others. The sensation had become increasingly rare as their lives had grown more busy.
From the sound of things, life tended to get more complex as time went on rather than less. Of course, that was probably good - it would alleviate boredom over eternity. But he couldn't see getting bored with this. Comfort and affection were tender traps, and all too welcome.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Ginnie drifted into a sort of half doze, while Alec's weight pressed her into the matress. She loved the feel of his weight on her. In the grand scheme of things he wasn't all that heavy, not when she could lift the front end of a car or carry a three hundred pound dead man. It was just the feel of him that satisfied her.
Her left leg moved down and that caused him to move with in her just a little, and that brought her fully back into consciousness. Green eyes opened to stare at the ceiling above her as fingers begin to play over the skin of Alec's back.
"Up for another?" She whispered in a voice heavy with sleep and sex.
Her left leg moved down and that caused him to move with in her just a little, and that brought her fully back into consciousness. Green eyes opened to stare at the ceiling above her as fingers begin to play over the skin of Alec's back.
"Up for another?" She whispered in a voice heavy with sleep and sex.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
They could be so silent, so unmoving when they shared space like this. It was almost like being one flesh. Inspiration and memory conjoined into...something else. The something else seemed to enjoy being dormant, unmoving. At times like this, he could almost feel the way her body sent its own messages, the electrical impulse combination that dictated her patterns...and that led back through her skin and muscles to her central nervous system, to the nest of her thoughts. If they stayed like this long enough, would he be able to read her mind one day? How strange would that be? Was that much intimacy possible, desirable? Would it work both ways?
An unspoken warning marked movement - her leg slid down a bit, moving his own body. The spell was broken, but the results were...rather pleasant. Motion at their joining had made him aware of the still untapped potential of the moment. Her voice seconded the question - was he ready to leave her body? Involuntarily, he responded, his flesh growing torrid within her as the blood refreshed itself. Slowly, he let loose a sigh, that turned into a low hum of pleasure, then affirmation. Not moving from their coiled state, Alec resumed the practice of breathing in a meaningful way.
Kissing her shoulder, he then turned his head to kiss her neck, then her lips. Lightly, softly at first, then he retreated to her neck. Kissing it slightly, he kept his body as motionless as possible...then began tensing himself within her, pulsing slightly, allowing himself to refresh and to wake her body slowly from its dormant state. Abstractly, he wondered what it felt like - he hoped that it was as pleasant for her as it was for him. Letting free a sigh of contentment, he ran his nose lightly along her neck.
An unspoken warning marked movement - her leg slid down a bit, moving his own body. The spell was broken, but the results were...rather pleasant. Motion at their joining had made him aware of the still untapped potential of the moment. Her voice seconded the question - was he ready to leave her body? Involuntarily, he responded, his flesh growing torrid within her as the blood refreshed itself. Slowly, he let loose a sigh, that turned into a low hum of pleasure, then affirmation. Not moving from their coiled state, Alec resumed the practice of breathing in a meaningful way.
Kissing her shoulder, he then turned his head to kiss her neck, then her lips. Lightly, softly at first, then he retreated to her neck. Kissing it slightly, he kept his body as motionless as possible...then began tensing himself within her, pulsing slightly, allowing himself to refresh and to wake her body slowly from its dormant state. Abstractly, he wondered what it felt like - he hoped that it was as pleasant for her as it was for him. Letting free a sigh of contentment, he ran his nose lightly along her neck.
Ginnie
17 years ago
It was much like a butterfly emerging from her cocoon, the way her body awakened in response to his subtle movement. Her fingers tingled with anticipation, as blood rushed to fill and stimulate the parts of her he touched. The whispers of his breath across her skin sent little shivers down her spine. Somewhere in the back of her mind she regretted that small movement of her leg, but the rest of her reveled in the result.
She moved her body in just such a way as to press her lips to his flesh. Occasional flicks of her tongue brought the taste of him fresh and heady to her brain. His usual palate was infused with a tang of salt, it delighted her to know she was the cause of such a change.
Her own soft sigh followed his as she felt the result of her awakening of their bodies. Her neck arched and her lips found the tender flesh of his earlobe. She licked gently at the soft bit of skin, before sighing softly across the moistened spot.
She moved her body in just such a way as to press her lips to his flesh. Occasional flicks of her tongue brought the taste of him fresh and heady to her brain. His usual palate was infused with a tang of salt, it delighted her to know she was the cause of such a change.
Her own soft sigh followed his as she felt the result of her awakening of their bodies. Her neck arched and her lips found the tender flesh of his earlobe. She licked gently at the soft bit of skin, before sighing softly across the moistened spot.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
The soft rush of air past his ear let him know that they were almost ready to start moving again. Moving his right arm with almost glacial slowness, he migrated his hand first up along her back, then over her shoulder, along her cheek, clearing a path for him to kiss. As he did so, so so slowly, he moved his hand down her shoulder, chest, over the soft rise of her breast, the hardening peak of her nipple, down her ribs, along her belly and finally between them where their bodies joined. Stopping just above the point of their connection, he slowly worked a new circle on what he couldn't help but think of as the Magic Button. The changes that could be brought about at this tiny spot were incredible...so he was very, very gentle. A slight caressing in a circular motion, just enough to wake her internal systems a bit more and lock her brain into a rather pleasant state, if the faces she would make on his visits there meant anything.
Satisfied that the changes were well underway, he lightly pushed her head to the side with a kiss on her jawbone. Licking her neck lightly, just above the collarbone, he carefully made a small puncture there, welling a tiny bit of blood up. Tasting her unique mix of rich coppers and oils within the larger taste of iron and proteins set him on fire...even that slightest taste.
Satisfied that the changes were well underway, he lightly pushed her head to the side with a kiss on her jawbone. Licking her neck lightly, just above the collarbone, he carefully made a small puncture there, welling a tiny bit of blood up. Tasting her unique mix of rich coppers and oils within the larger taste of iron and proteins set him on fire...even that slightest taste.
Ginnie
17 years ago
The slow movements of his hands were almost torture to her wakening body. A gasp of surprise and joy filled her lungs, when he touched her. Her back arched and her body came fully alive. She pressed into his hand, and just then she felt the unmistakable sharp sting of his fang piercing her skin. A sort of grunted sigh emptied her lungs, and she found herself squirming below him. Her body became greedy for him, and her breath grew shallow and ragged with the anticipation building in her belly.
She was expecting their love making to be slow and lazy this go around, but he had pressed a button that had her wanting something more raw and carnal. She moved her face to flesh part of his shoulder and returned the bite, just a small one, that only gave her a few drops of blood, but she knew he would understand what she wanted. He always knew.
She was expecting their love making to be slow and lazy this go around, but he had pressed a button that had her wanting something more raw and carnal. She moved her face to flesh part of his shoulder and returned the bite, just a small one, that only gave her a few drops of blood, but she knew he would understand what she wanted. He always knew.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
With the sudden and extremely pleasant squirming from below him counterpointed by the sharp prick, he knew he'd increased the rate far faster than anticipated. Never underestimate the power of the magic button. Still, there was no rule about changing plans.
Shifting his shoulder, suddenly, slightly, to open the cut a bit more, Alec returned to the fresh mark he'd made on her neck and returned the favor. By angling his teeth slightly, he opened the pinpoint punctures enough to pour her thick life into his mouth. He didn't swallow - he let the fluid coat his mouth, roll over his tongue...the essence of her assaulting him from inside and out. It was, honestly, a bit more than he could handle - withdrawing from the punctures, mouth half full, he let a hiss of exhilaration escape through his nostrils as he began arching his pelvis, renewing the motion of their bodies. A bit shocked from the sensory overload, he squeezed her tight and rolled onto his back, holding her close to him as he took a more submissive position to regain his clarity.
Shifting his shoulder, suddenly, slightly, to open the cut a bit more, Alec returned to the fresh mark he'd made on her neck and returned the favor. By angling his teeth slightly, he opened the pinpoint punctures enough to pour her thick life into his mouth. He didn't swallow - he let the fluid coat his mouth, roll over his tongue...the essence of her assaulting him from inside and out. It was, honestly, a bit more than he could handle - withdrawing from the punctures, mouth half full, he let a hiss of exhilaration escape through his nostrils as he began arching his pelvis, renewing the motion of their bodies. A bit shocked from the sensory overload, he squeezed her tight and rolled onto his back, holding her close to him as he took a more submissive position to regain his clarity.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Life's blood filled her mouth in a rush, and she moaned, forcing herself not to swallow until her mouth was as full as it could get. Alec's very essence exploded on her tongue, cheeks, palate, teeth and tickled the back of her throat. She swallowed as slowly as possible and let her mouth begin to fill again. The deft roll of their bodies did not dislodge her mouth from it's prize.
With one last pull on the closing wound, Ginnie moved her hands to Alec's shoulders and pushed herself up. As his member slid deeper with in her, she swallowed his life's blood. With a small closed lipped smile she began to move her hips in a small circle.
With one last pull on the closing wound, Ginnie moved her hands to Alec's shoulders and pushed herself up. As his member slid deeper with in her, she swallowed his life's blood. With a small closed lipped smile she began to move her hips in a small circle.
Alec Devereaux
17 years ago
With Ginnie's weight pressing down on him from above, his world contracted to the area directly surrounding their joined bodies. There could have been a fire in the next room, Ellis could have been crawling her way through the plumbing in the bathroom to come and eat his soul and he wouldn't have noticed until it was entirely too late. Dying at a time like this would be acceptable - a sacrifice on the altar of his lover. If he had to carry an emotion, a sensation, a moment into eternity or darkness, whichever...he couldn't think of one better. Relaxing his mind around the distillation his mouth contained, he arched his body to the angle she seemed to seek most frequently - right around 40 degrees with an arcing motion. At this point he'd made the calculation, and it was both conscious and unconscious - a rarity that both sets of thought would agree on anything, so actions flowed together nicely. Letting her blood finally slide down his throat, he let loose the sounds he'd been withholding in order to not risk spilling any of her precious ruby nectar.
Welling deep from his body, he pushed loose all of the stored air in a series of silky sibilants, expressing his satisfaction in terms any vertebrate could have understood. Relaxing his body, he was rewarded with those small, delicious circles that she would make from time to time, the gyrating motion playing upon every angle of his phallus, leaving no angle wanting. The twin pressures on his shoulders meant that she was really moving into it - he didn't need the presence of her hands to notice, but the tripod contact added an extra little something that made his toes go wide and grasp the air as he involuntarily sucked in the surrounding atmosphere. It tasted of them - the smell of their salts, their mingling fluids, the scent of her body wash and his degreasing soap, gun oil and leather softening agents, metal and satin, citrus and blood. Reminded, he pulled back from the tastes overwhelming his mind and focused on the tactile sensations.
Sliding his hands up her arms, he snaked them up toward her chest, where he cupped her breasts. Cradling each orb, he trained each thumb over the peak of each mound, teasing the tips with cycles in time with the larger circle of her hips. Opening his eyes...had they been closed this whole time? He beamed up at her - it was foolish of him to deprive his orbs of her radiance. Sensory overload could make a body perform some nonsensical actions. Eyes fuzzy, he took in the shapes that her body was creating, a swirl of colors and geometries above him that formulated into the divine equation. The lines that formed the curves that created the bodies that held the spirits that housed the emotions that sparked the thoughts that were processed electrically throughout the bodies comprised of the shapes that were expressing the emotions of the housed spirits through calculated motions of physical forms. And most teenagers claimed to not like mathematics.
Locking his gaze with her, Alec slid his hands down from Ginnie's lovely breasts to rest on each of her hips. Moving in time with her cycles, he pulled out slightly, then probed more deeply, adding a piston motion to the cycles that she had created. Careful with his timing, he ensured that each upward gesture was a carefully engineered motion of pleasure, sure to hit the internal target area that her body had defined for him over time. Thanking her through actions seemed most appropriate. Keeping his timing as the cycles altered with her internal states, he let the stimulation wash over him.
Welling deep from his body, he pushed loose all of the stored air in a series of silky sibilants, expressing his satisfaction in terms any vertebrate could have understood. Relaxing his body, he was rewarded with those small, delicious circles that she would make from time to time, the gyrating motion playing upon every angle of his phallus, leaving no angle wanting. The twin pressures on his shoulders meant that she was really moving into it - he didn't need the presence of her hands to notice, but the tripod contact added an extra little something that made his toes go wide and grasp the air as he involuntarily sucked in the surrounding atmosphere. It tasted of them - the smell of their salts, their mingling fluids, the scent of her body wash and his degreasing soap, gun oil and leather softening agents, metal and satin, citrus and blood. Reminded, he pulled back from the tastes overwhelming his mind and focused on the tactile sensations.
Sliding his hands up her arms, he snaked them up toward her chest, where he cupped her breasts. Cradling each orb, he trained each thumb over the peak of each mound, teasing the tips with cycles in time with the larger circle of her hips. Opening his eyes...had they been closed this whole time? He beamed up at her - it was foolish of him to deprive his orbs of her radiance. Sensory overload could make a body perform some nonsensical actions. Eyes fuzzy, he took in the shapes that her body was creating, a swirl of colors and geometries above him that formulated into the divine equation. The lines that formed the curves that created the bodies that held the spirits that housed the emotions that sparked the thoughts that were processed electrically throughout the bodies comprised of the shapes that were expressing the emotions of the housed spirits through calculated motions of physical forms. And most teenagers claimed to not like mathematics.
Locking his gaze with her, Alec slid his hands down from Ginnie's lovely breasts to rest on each of her hips. Moving in time with her cycles, he pulled out slightly, then probed more deeply, adding a piston motion to the cycles that she had created. Careful with his timing, he ensured that each upward gesture was a carefully engineered motion of pleasure, sure to hit the internal target area that her body had defined for him over time. Thanking her through actions seemed most appropriate. Keeping his timing as the cycles altered with her internal states, he let the stimulation wash over him.
Ginnie
17 years ago
Her head bowed forward as he began to move in time to her circles. It was pure magic and she wondered how he managed to keep in perfect time. 'No I should know, his brain just works like that.' The unnecessary function of breathing became ragged, and heated the small space their gaped bodies made, and a fine dew od sweat popped out on her face, and between her breasts.
Her body became one long tingling creature, and her head began to feel light and unattached. The muscles that held tightly to his member clenched, and the waves of orgasm began to overload her senses. She cried out his name, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders, long past the point when she felt something hot pool in her fingernails.
It surprised her to come so quickly after the first, but there was nothing she could do to hold off the tide, so she rode the waves on the impalement of her lover.
Her body became one long tingling creature, and her head began to feel light and unattached. The muscles that held tightly to his member clenched, and the waves of orgasm began to overload her senses. She cried out his name, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders, long past the point when she felt something hot pool in her fingernails.
It surprised her to come so quickly after the first, but there was nothing she could do to hold off the tide, so she rode the waves on the impalement of her lover.