Eliminating the Im-paws-ible (private)

A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen. ~Edward de Bono


Mara looked around her apartment with something approaching satisfaction, although in truth she was highly unsatisfied. She had revised her plans several times already, making last minute changes and fixing minute little details that probably didn't matter but to her seemed like glaring problems.

She was more than aware of the fact that it was mostly nerves speaking. She had never, since buying this building, invited anyone but Amir to visit. She'd never wanted anyone that close. But it was Valentine's Day and she was looking forward to celebrating it. Still, what would Jin think?

This was hardly a gift; if she looked at her motives too closely she might see that it was somewhat selfish of her to have planned like this. Should she have arranged for something more formal? Dinner out? A party? Jin was so much more outgoing than she; maybe this wasn't his idea of fun at all.

Mara had wanted a night alone with him though, something that was just for them to share. She had done her best to mingle things they both enjoyed. Her gifts to him were small ones; the key to her cellar doors, which she realized he didn't need, yes, but she wanted to give to him; the dinner she'd worked to create which neither of them required but she'd thought would be enjoyable to share; the invitation to stay the day most of all, which she wasn't sure he'd want to do but Mara had fallen asleep curled up next to Jin several times now and she loved the feeling.

She wanted to feel that here, in her place, so that when he was gone perhaps a ghost of him would remain and she would always feel him there.

She looked around the dimly-lit area. Mara had very few lights in her apartment; there were, instead, a number of LED 'candles' here and there adding light where it was needed. Tonight, she'd hung three or four of her little glass mobiles from the ceiling, a blue LED light topping each so that the glass reflected the light and scattered colored prisms all over the ceiling like starlight. She didn't know if she'd keep them up but she liked the effect.

She had checked the time repeatedly; it had been a few hours since setting her trail in place. She didn't think Jin would have trouble finding her so he should be there soon. Dinner was ready; it was the sort of thing that would keep. Both that and dessert had been successful with some cook books and a few days' practice. It was too late to change any plans now. Hopefully she'd gotten at least some of the details right.

Mara turned down the music (a CD of classical acoustic guitar) so she could listen for noise downstairs. With any luck Jin would be there soon.

Jin 13 years ago
Jin laughed at the idea that she was at his mercy and waggled his eyebrows at her. Then he poked a finger lightly at her chest and accused.

"You're not fooling me with that innocent act." He narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously. "I think I now know how those Egyptian zombies are made." Jin laughed and squeezed her tight before whispering softly in her ear. "If we can do what we just did a lot more often then I'd happily shamble about murmuring your name."

Jin kissed her forehead when she said she just needed him. He felt much the same, and though day was dawning, he was not yet ready for sleep. It was safe to say that they could definitely do that one more time.

He'd have told her that he loved her kisses as well but he was too busy actually kissing her and he was quite pleased about that.
Mara 13 years ago
Mara shivered when Jin dropped his voice to whisper in her ear, nuzzling up to him and wriggling against him deliciously. She pulled back for a moment at raised one delicately arched brow at him.

"Define 'a lot more,'" she said, her tone surprisingly different, for her. It was... well... it was seductive. She felt her face reddening.

Before she could wonder too hard about that Jin was kissing her again and she was responding enthusiastically. She was amazed by this, by the fact that he cared, the fact that he loved her in spite of her hang ups. Jin could have any woman, even any man, he wanted; Mara didn't doubt that. With his handsome looks, his kind heart, and charming personality, there was no question that he merely had to choose and that person would be his. That that person was her was shocking, in a good way, but still shocking.

Mara savored each kiss this time, loving every long, slow caress and loving the mingled taste of the two of them upon her tongue. It was delightful, almost euphoric. A tiny bit of perfection.
Jin 13 years ago
The tone in her voice was enough to begin quickening the lazy flow of his blood. At its promises, his body responded, shivering in anticipation.

Jin pulled back only enough to answer her. "I'm no expert in Egyptian mummies but I expect that it would take...." He appeared to be thoughtful for a moment. "Oh, at least once a day for the next thousand years or so, give or take an eternity."

He rolled them both back over and then nibbled gently at her neck. Leaning away enough to look at her, Jin added with a lust filled expression. "Though I don't think it will take that long for you to have me moaning your name."

Running a fingertip lightly along her collarbone, he smiled and said. "So what else would you like to try?" Perhaps there was something she had seen or read about, Jin wasn't sure but he'd love to explore whatever things might have her curious. "You know I love quests."
Mara 13 years ago
Mara saw Jin's shiver and didn't think it was brought on by the cool air. She just continued kissing him since it felt so good, smiling up at him when he pulled away. Laughing softly at his words she did the math. "So does that mean in a thousand years I need to give you a day off or I'll find myself making love to a zombie?"

She felt comfortable enough to tease a little so she moved her hands away and said with mock solemnity,
"Maybe we shouldn't do this any more, just to be on the safe side. I like you the way you are."

Instead she was rolled over, buried underneath a hungry looking tiger vampire, and she couldn't complain. She hadn't expected Jin to be ready again this soon; she didn't know how long it usually took. But Mara wasn't going to complain. Having discovered that she could do this with him, without pain, actually enjoying it, she wanted to do more of it.


"I do like your noises," she confessed when he mentioned moaning her name.

As he ran his finger over her collar bone she arched up to him invitingly, wrapping her arms around him and running her toes up the back of his leg. Shaking her head at his question she said,
"I just want to love you, if you keep showing me how."

She had read books, sure, but there wasn't anything she could pinpoint at the moment that was screaming to be tried. It was clear that Jin had more experience than she, and he knew what he liked. Mara wanted to know all of that.

Leaning up a little she pressed her lips to his neck, trailing her fingernails very lightly down his sides to his hips, reaching around to the backs of his thighs and pulling him close. Slowly she pulled her hands back up, letting them rest at the small of his back, stroking gently. All the while she let her tongue travel lightly along his neck, grazing his skin with her teeth suggestively.
Jin 13 years ago
Jin nodded solemnly to Mara about needing to give him a day off in a thousand years. When she teasingly suggested they shouldn't have sex anymore as a precaution, he gave her a pained look in response.

"I think we'll be okay... how about hundred years, then a day off, just to be safe."

That she liked his noises filled him with pleasure and amusement. There were times when only the other person involved in the intimate act with you could fully appreciate the strange sounds or weird face that are occasionally made. Jin would agree with her though, there was just something special about knowing you were giving another person pleasure. It was powerful,beautiful and satisfying to both people. "I like your sounds and have big plans to see if I can convince you to make more of them."

Her statement made him pause. Jin knew what she meant; she was new to sex as something fun and enjoyable. At the same it wasn't something she could get wrong. He was fairly certain Mara could choose to simply stare at him with a come hither look and that would be enough.

"You are special, Amaret." He smiled at her, still finding the sound of her birth name exotic on his tongue. "any way you love me will be as wonderful as you are."

Mara's hands on him were working wonders. Her fingernails across his skin evoked another delightful shudder. Jin breathed out a small breathless sigh of pleasure at the feel of her teeth against his skin. He brushed one hand lightly along her side, enjoying the soft feel of her skin beneath it, memorizing every contour. Jin then leaned away in order to trail his fingertips gently down her chest, around the swell of one breast, and down her stomach before placing his palm against the hollow of her hip. Curling his fingers around the graceful curve, Jin pulled her close again for another kiss, slow and thorough. He wasn't quite prepared to go again but if she kept touching him and kissing him like this then would take no time at all.
Mara 13 years ago
"All right," Mara nodded, smile still upon her lips, "but just one day. We can still snuggle, right?"

Even as newly-introduced to this as she was Mara didn't relish the idea of going a whole day without so much as a touch. Love and trust were very rare for her. Having discovered how pleasurable and special they could be in this way she didn't want to stop.

She wasn't sure she'd ever stop growing red at the idea that Jin enjoyed the things she did or said. When he told her things like that, that he wanted to cause pleasure in her, she felt lovely and special as he next proclaimed her to be.


"You are, too," she said softly. "I don't want to stop proving it to you."

He caressed her and she arched and sighed as his hand traveled over her skin. The sleepy satisfaction of just a few minutes prior was fading, replaced once more by that growing anticipation and coiling heat deep inside. The slow, deep kiss made the heat rise and Mara once more wrapped her leg around Jin's waist to keep him there.

When they broke apart she moved out from beneath him and rolled them back over. There were plenty of pillows against the head of her bed for Jin to lean against and Mara encouraged him to do just that, reclining back but not lying down. She didn't know exactly what she was doing but he had given her permission to play and play she would, until she found out what worked.

Kneeling by his feet she smoothed her hands up his legs, stopping here and there for a soft kiss but mostly rubbing with her palms or grazing gently with her fingernails. When she reached his stomach she lowered her head and kissed her way up it, leaving a warm moist trail where she had been. Leaning forward she ran her lips lightly across his chest, just barely breathing on the light golden skin there before making her way to his arm and placing several kisses down the length of it, stopping at the crook of his elbow, the inside of his wrist, and the palm of his hand.

Because he had said it was sexy earlier she slid onto his lap, kneeling over him, and bent again to kiss him thoroughly. Her hands brushed his chest once more and she let them linger, fingertips brushing lightly, the pads of her thumbs resting just beneath his nipples, stroking in little circles traveling slowly to the center.

She broke away from his lips long enough to look at him questioningly, making sure that the things she was doing were pleasant for him and wanting to create in Jin the same breathless excitement and ecstasy he inspired in her.
Jin 13 years ago
Jin scooted back against the pillows, watching Mara as she decided what to do with him now that he was here. She started at his legs and his pulse quickened with anticipation as those lights touches on his body roamed higher and higher.

She reached his stomach. Her mouth playing across his skin sent chills down his spine and raised the flesh in little bumps. Mara continued onward, finding the sensitive places on his inner arm.

He smiled at her when she slid onto his lap, reaching out and holding onto her hips. Jin returned her kiss, passionately. He found himself, under her tender care, to be capable and more than willing to continue. His breathed hitched in his chest and for a moment he lost all sense of what he had been doing as her thumbs stroked in tiny circles. With a little moan, he continued where he had left off, his kiss taking on a more heated, needful quality.

Mara eventually broke away and looked at him with question in her eyes. Jin tsked softly. "Now see what you've done." He glanced downward to hard evidence of her handiwork. "Now what are you going to do about that, Xiao jie?"


((OOC: I would like to point out that Jin is calling her young lady in the polite term. Not a prostitute. ))
Mara 13 years ago
Mara enjoyed having the ability to direct the flow of things. Jin didn't frighten her, but having some measure of control was still a comfort to her. Their kisses grew steadily more heated and that didn't frighten her either. She drank him in hungrily, almost greedily, a smile on her lips when she broke away, her fingers not ceasing their motions.

She looked down at the indicated result of her ministrations, and then looked back up at Jin.
"I hadn't planned to do anything about it immediately," she said with a little smile.

She shifted forward so that she pressed intimately against him but that was all. As her thumbs continued their little circles she slowly leaned forward, moving one hand, and replaced her thumb with the tip of her tongue. With great patience she continued with her little concentric circles, trying to mimic the motions Jin had made against her earlier.


When she reached the sensitive flesh in the center of his well-muscled chest she attended to it slowly, unhurriedly, and carefully, closing her mouth over it and sucking lightly, flicking with her tongue the way she remembered him doing, grazing her teeth over the little bud while her thumb softly circled and teased on the other side.

In the meantime Mara opened her senses, cheating a little perhaps, but using her perception to note everything she could about Jin... his breathing, the beat of his pulse, the subtle changes in the strength of his grip on her hips. After what might have been an eternity she lifted her eyes to his face and released him with a tiny, soft bite first.


"Is that all right?"
Jin 13 years ago
"Ah, procrastinator..." Jin smiled at her, teasing. "I wouldn't have thought that of you, Mara."

Anything more he was going to say was forgotten when she pressed herself tightly against him. Her mouth on his nipple, teasing and licking was enough to have him moaning incoherently. Jin's fingers flexed and released again and again on her hips, his back arched and his head tilted back into the pillows. The bite was enough to make his gasp and arch more, his eyes closing in pleasure.

When she leaned back to ask him if her actions were alright. He let out a shuddering sigh and tilted his head back up.

"No... you stopped." Jin grinned, running his hands up her back and pulling her close. He showed his appreciation in his kiss, deep and lust filled. Tempting though it was to lay her down and show her just how 'all right' it was, Jin knew that it would be a bad idea. Provoking uncontrolled animal lust was erotic in the right circumstances but he didn't think Mara was ready to see that side of him yet. She may never be.

He leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth, holding her close while he teased and licked, sucking on it gently and then a little harder, feeling its unique texture, firm but soft, in his mouth. Jin let it go, blowing cool air across it before turning his attention to the other one. After paying equal attention to that one, he brought his hands forward and brushed them lightly over the results of his handiwork. Smiling at her, Jin asked.

"So what were you planning now?"
Mara 13 years ago
Mara smiled down at Jin, her heart beating rapidly at the knowledge that what she had done was pleasant to him. When he pulled her close she went pliantly, enjoying the press of bare skin to bare skin, eagerly returning Jin's hungry kiss. As he leaned forward to return the favor Mara closed her eyes and sighed. Wrapping her arms around Jin's neck she dug her fingers into the thick hair at the nape of his neck and ran them upward, cradling his head in a loving embrace as he played with her breasts. She arched her back, exposing them fully to him along with the curve of her neck, uttering a long sound that was half sigh, half moan at the stirring feelings he was creating deep within her. All the while she simply held him, as he held her.

When he asked about her plans she blushed. Mara hadn't had many more plans than that one. In time she suspected she would know more about what Jin enjoyed but for now...


"I had just planned to love you," she said softly. Still cradling his head she leaned down the short distance to kiss him gently.

Meanwhile she rose up a little on her knees and shifted her hips until she was poised over him. There was no fear, again without the fear. Just slightly nervous anticipation which went away quickly as she carefully slid herself onto him, just a short way.

She stopped and pulled away when she'd barely taken the first bit of him inside. There was something about that moment of entry that felt delightful. Backing up she did it again, experimenting with the way her body seemed to wrap naturally around Jin's. Several more times Mara slid herself back and forth over the very tip of his erection until finally she gave in with a hum of pleasure and let herself slide down his entire length, taking him in deliciously deep and settling back onto his lap, rocking very slowly.

As she pulled away from Jin's lips once more Mara left one hand buried in Jin's hair. The other drifted down as well as she bent lower to pick up where her lips had left off, gently teasing the other side of his chest with her tongue. All the while she stroked him slowly, rhythmically, not deeply but slightly teasingly, knowing they had all day to play.
Jin 13 years ago
"That's a good plan. I like that plan." Jin had only asked since she hadn't planned to do anything about the results of her earlier actions. If she wanted, he could form his own plans, picking up where he just left off.

However, it seemed Mara did have other ideas. He sucked in a sharp breath and held it as she began to lower herself onto him, only to stop. She pulled off him and then slid onto him again. Jin bit his lip, to keep from moaning loudly, tense with anticipation each time she pushed down over the tip of him only to pull away.. She was going to drive him insane. He was sure of it. Mara finally sank down fully onto him and he thought he might shed tears of relief. The breath he had been holding escaped in long ragged moan, his chest heaving as he took in air in short gasps.

"Oh god...."

One of them, all of them, he wasn't very picky at the moment.

Her mouth found his chest again, her hand was in his hair and she was rocking on him, slowly. Jin reflected he was wrong. She -had- driven him insane. It was blissful agony and there was no way he wanted her to stop.
Mara 13 years ago
Mara listened to the results of her actions and tried to determine whether they were good ones or if she was tormenting Jin needlessly. He didn't sound unhappy in spite of his voiced plea. Mimicking her previous action she lightly bit the sensitive skin of his nipple before letting go and kissing her way back upwards, over his collar bone, up to the side of his neck where she lingered for a minute, sucking gently.

Still moving slowly upon him she noted the feel of him inside her; she felt pressure but not the painful pushing of a forced entry, a sensation she was far too well acquainted with. This was a far more welcome pressure. There was such a difference in sensation when the person you were with was someone you genuinely wanted and cared for.

Experimentally she flexed her muscles around his enclosed shaft, working her hips in a slow circle, testing to see what felt good for them both. She raised her head from Jin's neck and drew him close to her, kissing him deeply, smoothing her hands through his hair and down his back. Caressing his arms she followed them down to where his hands rested at her hips and pressed his hands against her.


"Show me?" She whispered softly. She knew he was enjoying what she was doing so far but she also wanted to know exactly what he liked, exactly how he wanted her to move, how hard, how fast.

Hands free again Mara returned them to around Jin's neck, cradling him to her chest.
Jin 13 years ago
Mara clinched around him and he moaned softly, a soft smile on his lips as she continued to bite and tease. He was eager for her kiss when she pulled him close, wrapping his arms around her and holding tight. As the kiss lessened in intensity, Jin slid his hands back down to her hips. He tasted and teased, exploring the silky softness of her mouth with his tongue.

Mara's hands moved in his hair and then down his arms to rest on his. He gave her a tender smile at her request and nodded. "You were doing a wonderful." He held onto her hips, guiding her off and on him in a steady rhythm. Leaning forward, he kissed her collarbone and shoulder as they moved together.

"When you..."Jin thought of the best way to explain it. "When you squeeze like you did before. That's very nice." More than that, he wanted to tell her what effect she had on him. It was just hard to put into words.

Pulling one hand away, he slid it up her back and behind her neck, bringing her head close enough to reach. Jin captured her mouth with his, kissing her with hungry urgency. Afterward, he leaned back and looked into her beautiful pale eyes.

"Its you that I want, your touch is enough to drive me insane. It makes me want more of you."
Mara 13 years ago
Mara attended to Jin's words solemnly. She was very eager to learn what he liked. This new experience was something special. She couldn't imagine ever needing to know another's preferences. The act of sex still held no appeal for her in a general sense. She knew that even as she considered the position in which they found themselves.

She let herself become fluid as she moved with his hands, closing her eyes briefly and once again enjoying the blossoming newness of such a pleasurable sensation. It was very much like a dance this way. She enjoyed it just as much as the first time.

Jin pulled her closer, his hand on her neck warm, strong, comfortable. Mara dove eagerly into his kiss, shivering with the intensity of it, that unveiled urgency she was starting to respond to in kind.

His next words, she understood very well. Mara nodded at Jin as he spoke, for she still wouldn't say after this that she liked sex. Making love to Jin, however, was a completely different animal. It was he who made it special, pleasurable, and worthwhile.


"You have me, Jing," she whispered with a smile. "Although I admit. I would prefer you sane."

As she spoke she moved over him, slowly back and forth, calming the steady rhythm some and drawing each stroke out. Every movement was deliciously slow, almost lazy, belying the tightness she felt inside. Eventually she stilled, just for a moment, coming to rest against him with him buried deeply inside of her, her legs locked onto his hips, arms tight around him.

"You know I feel the same," she said, half-questioning, reaching up to frame his face in her hands. "I've never been with anyone who makes me feel the way you do."

Even her own Creator, to whom she was closer than anyone, had never shared this sort of naked, soul-baring intimacy with her.

"I would do it again."

Her voice was very soft as she admitted that, yes, she would, indeed, go through everything again to be at this moment with Jin.
Jin 13 years ago
Jin chuckled softly against Mara's neck. "Sane is over rated. There is a beautiful naked woman in my lap doing the best things to me. I fell in love with her so quickly that I'd swear she cast a spell on me." He smiled against her skin. "But I am happy to be bewitched and hope she never lets me go."

Mara slowed them down again and he did his best to cool the heated urgency in his blood. She wrapped her arms around him, leaning against him. Jin responded by holding her tightly and nuzzling her tenderly as she spoke. Jin answered her softly.

"Yes, I know."

In past relationships he had never been so sure that someone else truly loved him. Perhaps it was because they were more knowledgeable about relationships. They knew when to say 'I love you' whether they meant it or not. Sex was something two adults did. It was expected and enjoyed, nothing more. This was different. Doing this scared Mara and yet she did it anyway, for him. Jin was very certain that she loved him. He was awed and humbled by it.

"Obviously you were with idiots and blind men, who didn't know what a treasure they had." Jin shook his head somewhat sadly. "I would say, they're loss except that they hurt you. Are any of them still alive? Can I eat them?" There was some humor in his voice when he mentioned making a meal of her past romances but he meant it. He would do his best to make sure no one ever hurt her again.

Jin frowned slightly and looked at her. "Would do what? This?"
Mara 13 years ago
Mara gyrated her hips slowly against Jin's, not stroking back and forth for the moment but staying close to him and simply moving in small circles. She covered Jin's face with soft kisses while he spoke to her, tantalizing ones that were doing nothing for her insofar as cooling her ardor.

"Never is a very long time," she breathed. "I will be here as long as you want me here."

She glanced down between kisses, at the beautiful phoenix around her neck. Smiling, she brushed her fingers over it gently and then leaned down to kiss Jin's lips. She said nothing on that topic, but in the back of her head Mara was contemplating dragons.
"I hope you always know it."

As he contemplated her past flames Mara flushed and shook her head.
"There's not exactly a long line since my death, Jin," she said with a little smile, returning his humor lightly. "And before..." She shrugged a little.

At his next question she shook her head shortly and lifted her hand to run her thumb softly along his bottom lip.
"Later," she said. "I'll tell you about it later."

As if to reinforce that statement Mara slid back and repeated her motions from earlier, teasing and caressing, deliberately bringing back the red, heated passion she'd briefly tried to cool. Who was she kidding? She wanted Jin badly. Every slow stroke seemed to hit a sensitive spot that she hadn't even realized was possible. If she had bewitched him, he was certainly of equal skill.


"Right now I will try to keep casting this spell."

Since he'd liked it so well before she bent down again and applied herself to pleasuring him once more, tightening around him, remaining close so her breasts brushed against his chest, leaning in to explore the delightful taste of his mouth and tongue.

When she pulled away it was with another smile.
"I want to know all of you," she said, her hands stroking lightly down Jin's back. "Everything I can know."

She kissed him again with the heated urgency that hadn't quite faded. The little interlude had been lovely but even though it had slowed them down some, it hadn't cooled them off any from what she could tell.

Breaking the kiss once again Mara bent and skimmed her mouth over the beating tattoo of Jin's pulse. She traveled up to his ear, sucked lightly on the lobe for a few moments, and then breathed out. As she breathed she whispered the words again, because they felt so good.
She wouldn't use them too often; like oranges, she didn't want them to become so routine they lost their magic. She'd have to ask Jin about that... maybe he wanted to hear them often. "I love you, my Jing."

She blushed to label him hers but she did it anyway, right before gently biting into the soft skin on his neck.
Jin 13 years ago
Jin nodded at Mara solemnly, suspecting now that whatever she had meant before had to do with her past relationships. "Okay, later, but I want to know." He smiled. "I want to know everything about you, Amaret."

She went back to touching and teasing him. Jin softly moaned, shivering at her every caress. With his kisses he communicated his desire, fiercely hungry for her. His hands roamed, up her back, over her shoulders, through her hair. He felt an urgent need to touch all of her, know every part. Jin paused only briefly to answer her.

"You are doing a fine job of it, Xīnài."

Feeling her tighten around him, Jin growled softly in approval. The feel of Mara's breasts brushing lightly against his chest with each stroke was maddeningly delicious. He tilted his head down to watch briefly, mesmerized by the sight of them. Looking up again, Jin flashed her a smile.

"I like the feel of that too."

She told him that she wanted to know all of him, and he said. "I will tell you anything you wish to know." Jin grinned and added. "The rest of me you will have to explore for yourself."

Mara's mouth found his neck and Jin tilted his head to the side to give her more access. He delighted in the feel of her lips, velvet soft and featherlight brushing across his skin.

"Wǒ ài ni." He caught her blush and smiled at it, kissing her tenderly. "I am yours, Amaret. All yours."

((OOC: In Mandarin he said called her Beloved. Later he says "I love you." ))
Mara 13 years ago
Mara moved rhythmically but slowly in Jin's lap, her fingers kneading through his hair like a cat, alternating between tasting his lips hungrily and traversing the soft skin of his neck and throat. His words made her smile, and she nodded speechlessly down at him. She would indeed tell him whatever he wanted to know, unpleasant though it may be. Jin should know what she was. She was a little afraid to tell him but she did trust him.

She loved the feel of that trust, blossoming within her at every touch and every sigh. It was that trust which made her embrace the urgency, the almost predatory edge to Jin's passionate kisses. When he growled she shivered, a smile slowly creeping over her lips.


"And I liked the sound of it," she said silkily. There was definitely a restraint in Jin this time, a hint of something buried beneath the surface. Mara was suddenly aware that she was making love to a man whose alter ego housed several hundred pounds of predatory cat. She should have been frightened by that... and she wasn't. She wanted to hear that husky growl again.

"We'll learn together," she whispered softly.

She slowly increased her rhythm, turning it into an uneven one as she slowly drew away from him, brought herself to the tip of his shaft, then tightened and slid down along his length once more. She enjoyed the sensation of feeling him rubbing against her, ever so slowly as she moved away, and then the quick, hard thrust of re-entry.

The delicious, molten heat built up as she moved fluidly in Jin's arms. Her gentle bite was short and she heard his voice murmur its endearment as she broke away and returned his kiss. That he would claim to be hers was a precious feeling and she clutched him close. Mara wrapped her arms around Jin's back, fingernails scoring firmly across his muscles as her pace increased.

Tipping her head down she did her best to kiss him again with every bit as much hunger and soft ferocity as he demonstrated, her tongue seeking his out, heat rising quickly. Mara was fast ascending to the point of release once more, only this time she wanted to feel it with Jin. It would be right.
Jin 13 years ago
Jin was pleasantly surprised that Mara enjoyed his gruff sound of enjoyment. He was happy that it had not startled her and he was thrilled that she liked it. Perhaps he was being too cautious. Jin knew that Mara was much stronger in character than her slight form made her appear. She seemed to overcome every hardship without losing her spirit.

His contemplation ended rather abruptly when Mara pulled away and pushed down on him again. Jin murmured a low approval of her fingernails against his back. In contrast, his hands traveled lightly up her's and then down her sides. When she raised up again, he captured one erect nipple in his mouth, sucking and tasting it with his tongue.

Releasing it, he moved his hands around to replace his lips, passing his palms lightly over her breasts before cupping each in his hands. He noted with delight that they were a perfect size, easy to cup and enjoy. Jin rubbed his thumbs in circles against her nipples before pinching them gently, and then brushing the tips once more. Enjoying the freedom to use his hands for something other than supporting his weight, Jin continued his teasing and touching.

He looked up and Mara claimed his mouth. Jin parted his lips, feeling her tongue enter him, claiming him physically as she had with her words. He loved it and her fierce desire, nothing remained of the uncertainty she had just earlier tonight. He returned her kiss; his desire drove him, making it more intense, and perhaps a bit more savage as he lost himself in the simple lust filled need for her.
Mara 13 years ago
Mara felt Jin's mouth upon her breast, warm and wet, and closed her eyes briefly, arching toward him encouragingly. Just as quickly she opened them again. Once more, the sight of Jin beneath her evoked feelings of love, security, and comfort. Without being able to see him it was another time, another person. That was no good. As long as she could see him though, this was an adventure and a new experience.

It was difficult to continue her rhythmic stroking as Jin's hands replaced his mouth. His fingers upon her breasts had her gasping and jumping slightly as he pinched. She dug her fingernails into his back at that point, letting loose a little cry before realizing he might think he'd hurt her. She smiled down at him and pressed herself further into his hands, pressed down upon him with her hips, tried to encourage him as best she could.

Jin's kiss was growing in urgency, in fire, in ferocity. Mara did her best to mirror his passion, reassuring herself with her senses that it was he who was loving her this way. In a way she hadn't experienced before, her senses opened to him and combined the series of tastes, scents, feelings, and sounds into something that she knew she would never mistake for anyone but Jin.

This was what trust was. Mara should have been terrified by this point, or at the very least she'd have pulled the brakes and slowed this train down. Never before, though, had she actually made love to someone. If Jin had ever wanted to hurt her he had had ample opportunity. She felt no fear. There was anticipation and nervousness, excitement and thrill, but at no point was she afraid of him.

Mara found her rhythm again, surprising herself with the ease at which she moved on top of him. This, she had never done before and perhaps in the evening she would be embarrassed at her wantonness but at the moment everything felt right. She reveled in her ability to maintain some sort of control; while she felt Jin's ferocity and embraced it, it was she who currently held the reins. At the moment however, she saw no need to curb any of it and did her best to meet his intensity with equal fervor as she took him into herself with one long, deep stroke after the next.