All five of her senses were nearly overloaded. Sight, touch, hearing, taste and smell were all actively engaged and full, quite full of Vaughn. She love the attention he gave to her neck. It might be slightly odd but she knew that the mulo could not live on her blood, she knew it made him ill. And as his kind was always portrayed as biting necks, it was good to give Vaughn something her keeper could never have.
She looked up at him and could only smile at his promise. Thérèse wasn't at all sure how much of herself she was free to give. He had to know that, or at least suspect it. All of her that she could give though...
"You are mine."
It was said fiercely with out reservation and with complete disregard for his position as the Alpha. Vaughn was -hers- not the mulo's. Her keeper would never have him. Never.
Their more deliberate savoring pace was suddenly thrown out the window and she didn't mind at all. Her hips rose to met his her pace and desire matching his. Thérèse was not at all surprised that their actions had become slightly more desperate, there was still so much that could go wrong. Far too much.
For now though, she had him. She believed he would not willingly let her go and Thérèse knew she would do anything to keep him and if not with her at least safe. She felt herself reaching her peak . She would have tired to hold out longer but it had simply been too long and she would have him again tonight or know the reason why. However, she did not want to end this alone, she had been alone far too often.
Her kiss matched his, intense, deep and almost desperate. Her voice was low almost gravely but only if the gravel had been drenched in sweet honey.
"Together. Not without you... please..."
What the future holds (Attn:Therese)
Vaughn had moved much of his things to one of the other rooms in the asylum. Tonight he invited Therese there. It was sparse yet but important things had been set up, such a bed, television and desk. He was told by Antoine that the Alpha could not live in such a tiny apartment it was unseemly or something. Vaughn had laughed at his friend. It would be fine for now. He grew up traveling in a wagon so really this was huge by comparison.
He was no longer concerned about what the pack thought of his infidelity. He had spoken all he was going to say in his own defense. He was not going to hide it. However, he was not going to make Therese the object of public scrutiny either. This 'date', if it could be called one, was on pack grounds but not out in the public eye of the Vyusher. Some time in the near future perhaps the rest of the R'asa here in Nachton would see them together but for now he preferred not to share his time with Therese.
He set out the copy of Blade Runner on top of the television set. His personal collection of movies was rather slim but he thought Therese might find it interesting, at least he hoped so.
Vaughn brought out the ice bucket, the bottle of wine and glasses, setting them on a nightstand. He needed to talk with her about what he had learned from the other pack first. It was his sincere hope that she had a good explanation for her actions and that they could quickly put that discussion behind them and go on to enjoy the evening together.
Stepping out into the common area nearest his room, Vaughn sat on the sofa with a book and awaited Therese's arrival.
Therese
12 years ago
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Vaughn was taken aback by the vehemence of her statement, he lifted his head and looked down at her, solemnly.
"Yes, Cariad, I'm yours." If she needed an reassurance about that then he would gladly give it. Vaughn was hopelessly her's or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he was hopefully her's. There was so much that he now looked forward to for himself and for Therese. She held his heart in her slender fingers and he hoped that she took very good care of it.
As they moved together, he lost all sense of anything else. Therese's voice, sultry and hoarse with need, told him she was close to succumbing to the final throws of ecstasy. She asked him to join her over that edge, not wanting to go alone. Vaughn snorted softly, that would not be a difficult request to fill.
"As you wish"
He thrust deeply several more times, gasping in effort until his climax overtook him. Vaughn arched, clutching her close, as his body shook with pleasure. He rode it to the end and the collapsed limply on top of Therese, burying his face into her hair. His muscles felt blissfully leaden but inwardly he was still alight with having Therese so close.
"Hmmmm, so much better than the movie." Vaughn smiled against her neck.
"Yes, Cariad, I'm yours." If she needed an reassurance about that then he would gladly give it. Vaughn was hopelessly her's or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he was hopefully her's. There was so much that he now looked forward to for himself and for Therese. She held his heart in her slender fingers and he hoped that she took very good care of it.
As they moved together, he lost all sense of anything else. Therese's voice, sultry and hoarse with need, told him she was close to succumbing to the final throws of ecstasy. She asked him to join her over that edge, not wanting to go alone. Vaughn snorted softly, that would not be a difficult request to fill.
"As you wish"
He thrust deeply several more times, gasping in effort until his climax overtook him. Vaughn arched, clutching her close, as his body shook with pleasure. He rode it to the end and the collapsed limply on top of Therese, burying his face into her hair. His muscles felt blissfully leaden but inwardly he was still alight with having Therese so close.
"Hmmmm, so much better than the movie." Vaughn smiled against her neck.
Therese
12 years ago
Her desire for Vaughn had never been purely physical, not even that first night under the influence of the madness of the full moon. Even then she had recognized him as something more. She had fought for him, it may have been a subtle fight, but it was on going but it was all worth it to hear him say that.
As he thrust deeper into her she tighten herself further around him increasing the friction and sensation. Her ankles locked around him trying to take him further into herself. She was glad he hadn't been hard to persuade because as soon as she felt him reach his peak her own climax followed swiftly on its heels. Passion, ecstasy mix and mingled, feeling his release only fed hers. Muscles tightened of their own accord and she wordlessly cried out as she gave over to a pure indescribable pleasure.
Her breathing was harsh and ragged and she could only just lay their, her face buried in his neck as hes was buried in hair. Their scents mingled and created a cocoon a place she was safe and warm. Thérèse sighed contented and smiled at his quip.
"And you are much better than your sweatshirt."
She had made no move to slide from under him finding his weight a comfort. That had been the one thing it was hardest for her to remember, the warmth and weight of his body on hers. Tenderly she ran her fingers through his hair simply enjoying being able to touch him right then.
As he thrust deeper into her she tighten herself further around him increasing the friction and sensation. Her ankles locked around him trying to take him further into herself. She was glad he hadn't been hard to persuade because as soon as she felt him reach his peak her own climax followed swiftly on its heels. Passion, ecstasy mix and mingled, feeling his release only fed hers. Muscles tightened of their own accord and she wordlessly cried out as she gave over to a pure indescribable pleasure.
Her breathing was harsh and ragged and she could only just lay their, her face buried in his neck as hes was buried in hair. Their scents mingled and created a cocoon a place she was safe and warm. Thérèse sighed contented and smiled at his quip.
"And you are much better than your sweatshirt."
She had made no move to slide from under him finding his weight a comfort. That had been the one thing it was hardest for her to remember, the warmth and weight of his body on hers. Tenderly she ran her fingers through his hair simply enjoying being able to touch him right then.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Vaughn chuckled softly at being better than his sweatshirt. "I hope you wear me often. Just clean me every now and then." He nibbled softly on her neck. "I prefer being hand washed and tumbled to dry."
The hand in his hair felt wonderful, he sighed contentedly before deciding that he was probably making it hard for her to breath. Pulling away, Vaughn scooped Therese up into his arms and settled them both back onto the pillows. He trailed a hand lightly over her shoulder and down her side. The small smile on his lips felt permanent but he was too happy to care.
"So about this house. We can build it here...or a bit further away if you like. I do prefer to be close to the pack though so on the grounds makes the most sense." If she wanted more privacy than living so close to everyone else then he did have another suggestion; still most of their kind were used to a certain amount of close knit community. Vaughn tilted his head back and stared up at the ceiling, looking at the house yet to be built in his mind. "How do you feel about going green?"
The hand in his hair felt wonderful, he sighed contentedly before deciding that he was probably making it hard for her to breath. Pulling away, Vaughn scooped Therese up into his arms and settled them both back onto the pillows. He trailed a hand lightly over her shoulder and down her side. The small smile on his lips felt permanent but he was too happy to care.
"So about this house. We can build it here...or a bit further away if you like. I do prefer to be close to the pack though so on the grounds makes the most sense." If she wanted more privacy than living so close to everyone else then he did have another suggestion; still most of their kind were used to a certain amount of close knit community. Vaughn tilted his head back and stared up at the ceiling, looking at the house yet to be built in his mind. "How do you feel about going green?"
Therese
12 years ago
"I shall look forward to laundry days."
She said with a great deal of suggestion and innuendo. She missed feeling his weight but happily nestled into his side trying to keep as much contact with Vaughn as possible. Thérèse smiled into his chest and closed her eyes satiated, at least for now.
While she didn't move hearing him again speak about this house made her smile broaden. She didn't need a house, she'd be perfectly happy in a larger room in the Asylum but that he wanted them to have a home together made her quite happy. They had a chance to have a normal relationship, to be happy together.
"Non, we cannot have you too far away from the Pack. We shouldn't look like we are hiding either."
It was an odd thought, to be apart from the Pack. She had always been near her family but the privacy might be nice. Therefore a house on the grounds made the most sense.
"The color or the environment?"
She asked languidly as one arm snaked across his chest and her fingers absently traced nonsensical patterns for the sheer pleasure of feeling his skin.
"I am in favor of environmentally conscience construction. What did you have in mind? The color I like as well."
The dream was as rewarding as the reality. Thérèse didn't know know long they would have to wait, how long it would take the Pack to accept her, or at least tolerate her but eventually they would, she was certain they would. Change wasn't easy but there really wasn't much that was changing.
She said with a great deal of suggestion and innuendo. She missed feeling his weight but happily nestled into his side trying to keep as much contact with Vaughn as possible. Thérèse smiled into his chest and closed her eyes satiated, at least for now.
While she didn't move hearing him again speak about this house made her smile broaden. She didn't need a house, she'd be perfectly happy in a larger room in the Asylum but that he wanted them to have a home together made her quite happy. They had a chance to have a normal relationship, to be happy together.
"Non, we cannot have you too far away from the Pack. We shouldn't look like we are hiding either."
It was an odd thought, to be apart from the Pack. She had always been near her family but the privacy might be nice. Therefore a house on the grounds made the most sense.
"The color or the environment?"
She asked languidly as one arm snaked across his chest and her fingers absently traced nonsensical patterns for the sheer pleasure of feeling his skin.
"I am in favor of environmentally conscience construction. What did you have in mind? The color I like as well."
The dream was as rewarding as the reality. Thérèse didn't know know long they would have to wait, how long it would take the Pack to accept her, or at least tolerate her but eventually they would, she was certain they would. Change wasn't easy but there really wasn't much that was changing.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
"You and me both." Vaughn said quietly.
He looked down at her, holding her closer when she worried about what the pack would think of their housing location choice. "If you wanted further away then I wouldn't worry about what they will think. We would just give them time to see that we aren't hiding before moving but the pack grounds would be better." Vaughn was happy that she was okay with that choice. He thought she might be, no doubt her family had worked like almost all the other Kumpania out there but right this moment Therese might not have felt much like sharing or being social. "It will be safer that way also." For her and for him. The Legion would probably have his head if he suggested moving off away from the protection of the grounds.
"Green the environment, specifically in the context of house building. However, if you'd like to paint it green then we can do that as well."
Vaughn laughed as she explained that both the colour and the environmentally conscious design were acceptable. It might be easier to show her the plans that he had found but right now Vaughn didn't want to stop holding her so he would just explain. "I was looking into some housing designs that were environmentally friendly and easy to construct with the man power we have here." The less outsiders involved in the project, the better. "How do you feel about round?"
He looked down at her, holding her closer when she worried about what the pack would think of their housing location choice. "If you wanted further away then I wouldn't worry about what they will think. We would just give them time to see that we aren't hiding before moving but the pack grounds would be better." Vaughn was happy that she was okay with that choice. He thought she might be, no doubt her family had worked like almost all the other Kumpania out there but right this moment Therese might not have felt much like sharing or being social. "It will be safer that way also." For her and for him. The Legion would probably have his head if he suggested moving off away from the protection of the grounds.
"Green the environment, specifically in the context of house building. However, if you'd like to paint it green then we can do that as well."
Vaughn laughed as she explained that both the colour and the environmentally conscious design were acceptable. It might be easier to show her the plans that he had found but right now Vaughn didn't want to stop holding her so he would just explain. "I was looking into some housing designs that were environmentally friendly and easy to construct with the man power we have here." The less outsiders involved in the project, the better. "How do you feel about round?"
Therese
12 years ago
She tilted her head upwards and sought his lips, kissing him softly, silently agreeing.
Part of her was quite greedy, and a little selfish, she wanted him now no more waiting no more discretion she wanted to be open about how she felt. But if they came out slowly, patiently they would probably have less trouble in the long run. She just had to keep telling herself that.
"We can look for a good spot. Not to close but not too far."
It would probably be best if the house was with in sight and easy walking distance of the asylum. No doubt it would be bad if the Pack thought she was trying to steal him away or causing him to neglect his duties.
Safety... she had not even considered safety. For some reason Thérèse had assumed she was safe on the grounds, but realistically he had to know where she lived. Could he be watching here? Even now? No, not possible. She held Vaughn closer, tighter worried. This was the other reason they couldn't be open now.
She determinedly put all these thoughts aside. Time would fix this. They would be able to be open at least among the pack. And eventually she would be free of her keeper's commands. They would be able to have their house and... maybe... a family. Maybe? Not until the mulo was dealt with though, so Thérèse didn't even mention that.. She would just enjoy the dreams right now.
"I think we would pick the house out and build it before we paint it. It might not look good in green."
The idea of building it themselves, with the Pack's help was extremely appealing. She smiled broadly nodding and running her hand through his hair.
"It is a wonderful organic shape, perhaps a bit hard to hang pictures... but I think I could be persuaded."
She actually found the idea atheistically intriguing and would like to see the plans. It touched her that he'd obviously been thinking about this for a while and it was not a spur of the moment decision.
Part of her was quite greedy, and a little selfish, she wanted him now no more waiting no more discretion she wanted to be open about how she felt. But if they came out slowly, patiently they would probably have less trouble in the long run. She just had to keep telling herself that.
"We can look for a good spot. Not to close but not too far."
It would probably be best if the house was with in sight and easy walking distance of the asylum. No doubt it would be bad if the Pack thought she was trying to steal him away or causing him to neglect his duties.
Safety... she had not even considered safety. For some reason Thérèse had assumed she was safe on the grounds, but realistically he had to know where she lived. Could he be watching here? Even now? No, not possible. She held Vaughn closer, tighter worried. This was the other reason they couldn't be open now.
She determinedly put all these thoughts aside. Time would fix this. They would be able to be open at least among the pack. And eventually she would be free of her keeper's commands. They would be able to have their house and... maybe... a family. Maybe? Not until the mulo was dealt with though, so Thérèse didn't even mention that.. She would just enjoy the dreams right now.
"I think we would pick the house out and build it before we paint it. It might not look good in green."
The idea of building it themselves, with the Pack's help was extremely appealing. She smiled broadly nodding and running her hand through his hair.
"It is a wonderful organic shape, perhaps a bit hard to hang pictures... but I think I could be persuaded."
She actually found the idea atheistically intriguing and would like to see the plans. It touched her that he'd obviously been thinking about this for a while and it was not a spur of the moment decision.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Vaughn enjoyed her kiss and felt that if she ever wanted him to stop talking that was a good way to achieve it. When she leaned back, he smiled. "We can go looking some time in the daylight."
He noticed that Therese held him tighter when he mentioned the safety of the grounds. Vaughn pulled her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "The mulo would be a fool to come here, Cariad. This is my kingdom and these are our people. We are safe here." From a frontal assault certainly but this subversive hold over Therese bothered him. She had very little information to give the vampire about their operations here in Nachton but with time she would know more. How could he trust her? He wanted to be able to talk to her and right now the safety of his pack depended on him keeping her in the dark. As soon as possible he would talk to Alfarinn. Perhaps the Elder would help him find a solution. The idea of being in debt to a vampire rubbed him wrong but it was the best solution. He tried to put aside such thoughts for later.
"True enough, bright fuchsia might be the best colour. We should wait and see."
Therese pointed out that it might be difficult to hang pictures in a round house and he was happy that she was already considering the decoration of it. That the curator of the Arch would immediately concern herself with artwork came as no surprise.
"Not a problem, with a wire and a hook, the pictures hang fine. In fact, the gentle curve helps hold them place." Vaughn took her delicate hand in his own, spreading the fingers out flat. Then he curved his slightly around it to demonstrate his point. "Should we have an earthquake, our house will be the one with the pictures still standing."
He tumbled them over on the pillows and leaned partially over her. Vaughn bent down and nipped her playfully on the neck, coming back up to look into those beautiful eyes, he grinned with a hint of mischief behind it. "And by earthquake... I mean children."
"So... shall we practice now... or start this movie?"
He noticed that Therese held him tighter when he mentioned the safety of the grounds. Vaughn pulled her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "The mulo would be a fool to come here, Cariad. This is my kingdom and these are our people. We are safe here." From a frontal assault certainly but this subversive hold over Therese bothered him. She had very little information to give the vampire about their operations here in Nachton but with time she would know more. How could he trust her? He wanted to be able to talk to her and right now the safety of his pack depended on him keeping her in the dark. As soon as possible he would talk to Alfarinn. Perhaps the Elder would help him find a solution. The idea of being in debt to a vampire rubbed him wrong but it was the best solution. He tried to put aside such thoughts for later.
"True enough, bright fuchsia might be the best colour. We should wait and see."
Therese pointed out that it might be difficult to hang pictures in a round house and he was happy that she was already considering the decoration of it. That the curator of the Arch would immediately concern herself with artwork came as no surprise.
"Not a problem, with a wire and a hook, the pictures hang fine. In fact, the gentle curve helps hold them place." Vaughn took her delicate hand in his own, spreading the fingers out flat. Then he curved his slightly around it to demonstrate his point. "Should we have an earthquake, our house will be the one with the pictures still standing."
He tumbled them over on the pillows and leaned partially over her. Vaughn bent down and nipped her playfully on the neck, coming back up to look into those beautiful eyes, he grinned with a hint of mischief behind it. "And by earthquake... I mean children."
"So... shall we practice now... or start this movie?"
Therese
12 years ago
Safe here, yes but she was going to have to go out every day she couldn't hide from him completely. She couldn't however, imagine that Vaughn would give her free reign knowing she was a liability of this magnitude. Obviously he couldn't tell her but she suspected she wouldn't be alone. Perhaps if they could find a way to tell Navid too... She'd worry about that in the morning.
For now she was happy enough to be reassured and laugh at his color scheme.
"Mon Dieu. Non I would never live it down if my staff found out about a fuchsia house!"
Thérèse watched fascinated as he demonstrated the advantages of curved walls. Of course, she was more intrigued by watching her hand in his than in the actual explanation but she was paying at least some attention. She was puzzling over 'earthquakes' when he suddenly shifted their position.
Laughing she happily offered him her throat for a moment before returning the favor and carefully nibbling her way down the curve of his neck and to his shoulder. As she reached his shoulder her bite became somewhat sharper. She wouldn't risk children, not until she was free of her keeper, or they at least had a plan to keep her safe from him. But that he wanted them, was willing to try again made her warm, she practically glowed with the idea.
"Je t'aime. I should like an earthquake or two. If you think you are ready for all that work again."
Thérèse had long since forgotten they had started out to watch a movie. Seeing the teasing in his eyes, her hand which had been pressed to his chest slid down along his torso and over his hips before she found what she sought and began some teasing of her own. Slight, light feathery touches just to see if she could change the look in his eye from play to passion.
"Practice does make perfect... but perhaps something more relaxing is in order."
For now she was happy enough to be reassured and laugh at his color scheme.
"Mon Dieu. Non I would never live it down if my staff found out about a fuchsia house!"
Thérèse watched fascinated as he demonstrated the advantages of curved walls. Of course, she was more intrigued by watching her hand in his than in the actual explanation but she was paying at least some attention. She was puzzling over 'earthquakes' when he suddenly shifted their position.
Laughing she happily offered him her throat for a moment before returning the favor and carefully nibbling her way down the curve of his neck and to his shoulder. As she reached his shoulder her bite became somewhat sharper. She wouldn't risk children, not until she was free of her keeper, or they at least had a plan to keep her safe from him. But that he wanted them, was willing to try again made her warm, she practically glowed with the idea.
"Je t'aime. I should like an earthquake or two. If you think you are ready for all that work again."
Thérèse had long since forgotten they had started out to watch a movie. Seeing the teasing in his eyes, her hand which had been pressed to his chest slid down along his torso and over his hips before she found what she sought and began some teasing of her own. Slight, light feathery touches just to see if she could change the look in his eye from play to passion.
"Practice does make perfect... but perhaps something more relaxing is in order."
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
"No?" Vaughn laughed and rolled his eyes upward considering. "How about puce? Chartreuse? Why is it the truly hideous colours have french names? Is it to make them sound better?"
Therese's return nibbles were wonderfully arousing. He shivered at the light touch of her lips across sensitive skin. The harder bite on his shoulder, earned her a quiet moan and a look that suggested she do it again.
"I love you, of course, I want to have children with you. If they look like their mother then they are bound to be darling and probably spoiled rotten their father. I will be ready, as soon as this mulo is no longer a threat to you. Until then..." Vaughn leaned down and nibbled gently on her ear. "practice."
Therese's hand drifted down his body, eventually finding more private places. Vaughn stilled and closed his eyes, all of his attention focused on the feel of her feather light teasing touches. He shifted restlessly in her grasp; the success of her handiwork was rapidly becoming evident to both of them.
It took him a moment to remember to speak again in response to her suggestion.
"Something more relaxing?" Vaughn moaned softly before raising his eyebrows in question. "What did you have in mind."
Therese's return nibbles were wonderfully arousing. He shivered at the light touch of her lips across sensitive skin. The harder bite on his shoulder, earned her a quiet moan and a look that suggested she do it again.
"I love you, of course, I want to have children with you. If they look like their mother then they are bound to be darling and probably spoiled rotten their father. I will be ready, as soon as this mulo is no longer a threat to you. Until then..." Vaughn leaned down and nibbled gently on her ear. "practice."
Therese's hand drifted down his body, eventually finding more private places. Vaughn stilled and closed his eyes, all of his attention focused on the feel of her feather light teasing touches. He shifted restlessly in her grasp; the success of her handiwork was rapidly becoming evident to both of them.
It took him a moment to remember to speak again in response to her suggestion.
"Something more relaxing?" Vaughn moaned softly before raising his eyebrows in question. "What did you have in mind."
Therese
12 years ago
"Non, they are warnings to artists and the other colors to steer clear of them."
She loved feeling his reactions as she teased him the soft moan particularly and made a note to repeat that. Bracing herself she rolled Vaughn on to his back and she followed, casually draping herself over his chest. Casually, leisurely she trailed light nipping kisses down his torso occasionally punctuating them with a sharper bite. Noting that would break the skin or even leave a mark, just something that he would feel in an attempt to be rewarded with that quiet moan again.
Savoring the taste of him Thérèse smiled into his chest as he spoke. The very idea that she was in love, that she could finally give voice to the feeling and that he felt the same was such a sweet release.
"You flatter me, I'm sure they will be quite as handsome as their father."
Her hand had continued to tease, obviously having an effect but she left off such attentions using both hands to hold herself over him and kiss him, softly and sweetly a quiet celebration. Reveling in the fact that they were in love, that she'd gotten her message through and might possibly be freed from the mulo and at that were together again.
"We could watch the movie that would be relaxing."
She said with utter sincerity before sliding down him, making as much contact as possible with Vaughn. With a hum that was both satisfied and questioning if he would prefer to watch the movie she resumed her kisses but she had moved considerably lower her mouth traveling over his hip and thigh slowly moving to his inner thigh.
"After all I do feel bad completely changing our plans for the evening."
She loved feeling his reactions as she teased him the soft moan particularly and made a note to repeat that. Bracing herself she rolled Vaughn on to his back and she followed, casually draping herself over his chest. Casually, leisurely she trailed light nipping kisses down his torso occasionally punctuating them with a sharper bite. Noting that would break the skin or even leave a mark, just something that he would feel in an attempt to be rewarded with that quiet moan again.
Savoring the taste of him Thérèse smiled into his chest as he spoke. The very idea that she was in love, that she could finally give voice to the feeling and that he felt the same was such a sweet release.
"You flatter me, I'm sure they will be quite as handsome as their father."
Her hand had continued to tease, obviously having an effect but she left off such attentions using both hands to hold herself over him and kiss him, softly and sweetly a quiet celebration. Reveling in the fact that they were in love, that she'd gotten her message through and might possibly be freed from the mulo and at that were together again.
"We could watch the movie that would be relaxing."
She said with utter sincerity before sliding down him, making as much contact as possible with Vaughn. With a hum that was both satisfied and questioning if he would prefer to watch the movie she resumed her kisses but she had moved considerably lower her mouth traveling over his hip and thigh slowly moving to his inner thigh.
"After all I do feel bad completely changing our plans for the evening."
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Vaughn raised his eyebrows about the French words being warnings to the other colours to stay away.
He found himself on his back. Smiling at this turn of events, Vaughn laid back and failed to give any of the various hues further thought. Therese was teasing him wonderfully; he closed his eyes and focused on the feel of her soft lips against his flushed skin, sighing and arching when she found particularly sensitive spots.
"Mmmhmm..." Vaughn didn't argue with her. They would have lovely children. He was currently more focused on her attentions and the effort required to make these little visions of beauty than whose genetics produced the best results.
Therese stopped stroking him, causing a small disappointed sound in protest. It was quickly stifled by her kiss, delicate and tender. Vaughn wrapped his arms around her and held her close, long enough for a deeper embrace, letting her know with his lips and tongue, the effect that she had on him.
Her idea of what would be relaxing caught him by surprise. He snorted lightly in disbelief as she suggested actually watching the movie. Vaughn sighed as she slid down the front of him, reveling in the feel of her silky smooth skin and the deliriously distracting sensation of her nipples, hard yet soft, as they trailed two teasingly light lines down his chest.
"You know..." Vaughn marshaled his thoughts to respond to her statement. "I remember it differently. At the very least it was a mutual change of plans."
He found himself on his back. Smiling at this turn of events, Vaughn laid back and failed to give any of the various hues further thought. Therese was teasing him wonderfully; he closed his eyes and focused on the feel of her soft lips against his flushed skin, sighing and arching when she found particularly sensitive spots.
"Mmmhmm..." Vaughn didn't argue with her. They would have lovely children. He was currently more focused on her attentions and the effort required to make these little visions of beauty than whose genetics produced the best results.
Therese stopped stroking him, causing a small disappointed sound in protest. It was quickly stifled by her kiss, delicate and tender. Vaughn wrapped his arms around her and held her close, long enough for a deeper embrace, letting her know with his lips and tongue, the effect that she had on him.
Her idea of what would be relaxing caught him by surprise. He snorted lightly in disbelief as she suggested actually watching the movie. Vaughn sighed as she slid down the front of him, reveling in the feel of her silky smooth skin and the deliriously distracting sensation of her nipples, hard yet soft, as they trailed two teasingly light lines down his chest.
"You know..." Vaughn marshaled his thoughts to respond to her statement. "I remember it differently. At the very least it was a mutual change of plans."
Therese
12 years ago
She chuckled slightly at the small sound of protest, although it was more of a purr. But that was lost in their kiss. That one seemingly simple action could convey so much. His embrace though, added to that, she felt safe. And safe was something Thérèse didn't take for granted, it was far to rare. But she hadn't let herself get lost in that feeling and had continued her attentions to him.
There was something to be said for obvious visual queues, knowing she had his attention was intoxicating. Her tongue flicked delicately, cautiously at the base of his shaft. The fact that he was still speaking meant she wasn't being distracting enough.
"Mmmm... you did seem agreeable...."
Her ministrations became more focused and less cautious and her mouth was other wise engaged so further talking was out. Again, she broke off temporarily and lay her head on his thigh, blowing a smooth stream of warm air over his erection.
But she did love the taste of him, the feel of him as she coaxed him along, not that Vaughn seemed to need much encouragement. She moved back to him, and continued to use lips and tongue to thoroughly torment him.
There was something to be said for obvious visual queues, knowing she had his attention was intoxicating. Her tongue flicked delicately, cautiously at the base of his shaft. The fact that he was still speaking meant she wasn't being distracting enough.
"Mmmm... you did seem agreeable...."
Her ministrations became more focused and less cautious and her mouth was other wise engaged so further talking was out. Again, she broke off temporarily and lay her head on his thigh, blowing a smooth stream of warm air over his erection.
But she did love the taste of him, the feel of him as she coaxed him along, not that Vaughn seemed to need much encouragement. She moved back to him, and continued to use lips and tongue to thoroughly torment him.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Vaughn's breathing hitched in his chest at the feel of her tongue gliding featherlight along his shaft, he closed his eyes and pressed his head back against the pillows, managing a shake of his head and mumbled agreement to her statement.
"Mmmmhmm...agreeable, very....agreeable."
He was thankful that no more questions were forthcoming because he quickly lost all capacity to answer them. The feel of her hands and mouth stroking him was enough to have him moaning incoherently, but quite consistently, punctuated by the occasional gasp as her hands and mouth managed to find the perfect spot and rhythm.
When she paused to breath gently along his erection, Vaughn shivered and sighed. The break seemed to make him more sensitive to her renewed ministrations instead of cooling down his ardor. He gasped when Therese's lips slid around him once more and then moaned in relief when she resumed her former pace.
Lifting his head up off the pillows, he made reached down to her. Vaughn combed his fingers gently through her dark hair and spoke in a voice hoarse with desire.
"I think that's enough relaxing. Come ride me, Therese. Show me you missed me."
He watched her with pale blue eyes filled with desire, desperately wanting to fill her around him once more.
"Mmmmhmm...agreeable, very....agreeable."
He was thankful that no more questions were forthcoming because he quickly lost all capacity to answer them. The feel of her hands and mouth stroking him was enough to have him moaning incoherently, but quite consistently, punctuated by the occasional gasp as her hands and mouth managed to find the perfect spot and rhythm.
When she paused to breath gently along his erection, Vaughn shivered and sighed. The break seemed to make him more sensitive to her renewed ministrations instead of cooling down his ardor. He gasped when Therese's lips slid around him once more and then moaned in relief when she resumed her former pace.
Lifting his head up off the pillows, he made reached down to her. Vaughn combed his fingers gently through her dark hair and spoke in a voice hoarse with desire.
"I think that's enough relaxing. Come ride me, Therese. Show me you missed me."
He watched her with pale blue eyes filled with desire, desperately wanting to fill her around him once more.
Therese
12 years ago
Even though she was concentrating with all her might on this most pleasant activity Thérèse couldn't help but smile at his reactions. It was a heady sensation knowing that he was having an effect and it only inspired her to redouble her efforts. She stroked and sucked slowly as if they had all the time in the world.
Feeling his hand in her hair she hummed her pleasure of just that simple touch. The sound of his voice, his tone the honest desire in his voice, made her look up. Mischief sparked in her eyes but it was quickly quelled by what she saw in his expression. She would swear that the intensity of his arousal, his desire had darkened the color of his eyes. But they were still his eyes, and there was no way she could deny him, even if she'd wanted to.
Slowly, deliberately, she left off with her hands and mouth and slowly mounted him. Very very slowly, thank god for her running and strong leg muscles. Lowering herself tiny bit by tiny bit taking him into her with great care. There was no way she could show him how much she'd missed him, not in one night but she would make an effort.
Once he filled her Thérèse let her head fall back with a soft quiet moan of pleasure. She held him for a moment or two before starting a rhythm that was almost gentle, her hips rocking back and forth, slowly though it grew and she began to lift herself, to make her motions bigger. If he wanted some idea how much he'd missed her, she could try and show him.
Feeling his hand in her hair she hummed her pleasure of just that simple touch. The sound of his voice, his tone the honest desire in his voice, made her look up. Mischief sparked in her eyes but it was quickly quelled by what she saw in his expression. She would swear that the intensity of his arousal, his desire had darkened the color of his eyes. But they were still his eyes, and there was no way she could deny him, even if she'd wanted to.
Slowly, deliberately, she left off with her hands and mouth and slowly mounted him. Very very slowly, thank god for her running and strong leg muscles. Lowering herself tiny bit by tiny bit taking him into her with great care. There was no way she could show him how much she'd missed him, not in one night but she would make an effort.
Once he filled her Thérèse let her head fall back with a soft quiet moan of pleasure. She held him for a moment or two before starting a rhythm that was almost gentle, her hips rocking back and forth, slowly though it grew and she began to lift herself, to make her motions bigger. If he wanted some idea how much he'd missed her, she could try and show him.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Therese slowly slid down over him. Vaughn found that he could take his eyes away from the sight of her, not that he would have wanted to. Not realizing he had been holding his breath for the entire experience, He let it out in a low agonized moan. His hips arched beneath her seemingly of their own accord. He continued watching her, loving everything about her, every line and curve, the expression on her face, the thrust of her breasts as she rose and fell in a slow steady rhythm, the gentle swell of her hips, the tension in her muscular thighs...everything.
He ran his hands over the tops of her legs, up the sides of her narrow waist, pausing to cup each breast in his palms and run a thumb over both nipples. They then slid around behind her, feeling the planes of her back. One hand traveled upward and buried itself in her hair and the other trailed lightly down her spine, fingers dipping low, following the curve of her ass before traveling in a long slow journey back upward.
Vaughn smiled softly, a part of him only now believing they were here together with the time to fully enjoy each other's company. The beautiful woman driving him slowly mad with desire was indeed his Therese, not a figment of his fevered imagination.
"My French Temptress..." He sighed quietly. "...hopelessly lost in you."
He ran his hands over the tops of her legs, up the sides of her narrow waist, pausing to cup each breast in his palms and run a thumb over both nipples. They then slid around behind her, feeling the planes of her back. One hand traveled upward and buried itself in her hair and the other trailed lightly down her spine, fingers dipping low, following the curve of her ass before traveling in a long slow journey back upward.
Vaughn smiled softly, a part of him only now believing they were here together with the time to fully enjoy each other's company. The beautiful woman driving him slowly mad with desire was indeed his Therese, not a figment of his fevered imagination.
"My French Temptress..." He sighed quietly. "...hopelessly lost in you."
Therese
12 years ago
She wanted to laugh, to enjoy his torment and tension but she wasn't exactly unaffected by all of this.
Thérèse sighed happily as he touched her, when every possible she leaned into his caress. Her nipples were taught, tightened to the point that they were painful, his hands felt rough on them, but she loved it. Her back arched thrusting her breast forward, she turned her face into his hand. But she never lost the her rhythm.
Raising herself nearly off him she again slowly impaled herself on him, and again. While she controlled the pace and her balance, at the same time Thérèse knew she could trust Vaughn to support her if she should falter at some point. She wasn't quick to trust new people be he had more than earned it
She smiled faintly at his words. No, she wasn't a temptress. She had been tempted and succumb to that temptation. No doubt it was something she would pay for later, the spirit had a way of sneaking up on her. For now though she wasn't going to dwell on it. The only think she could focus on now was giving to him, to driving him over the edge.
Looking down at him she felt her smile grow, bracing her hands on his chest she once again tightened herself around him. Did he understand how much she's missed him, needed him yet?
Thérèse sighed happily as he touched her, when every possible she leaned into his caress. Her nipples were taught, tightened to the point that they were painful, his hands felt rough on them, but she loved it. Her back arched thrusting her breast forward, she turned her face into his hand. But she never lost the her rhythm.
Raising herself nearly off him she again slowly impaled herself on him, and again. While she controlled the pace and her balance, at the same time Thérèse knew she could trust Vaughn to support her if she should falter at some point. She wasn't quick to trust new people be he had more than earned it
She smiled faintly at his words. No, she wasn't a temptress. She had been tempted and succumb to that temptation. No doubt it was something she would pay for later, the spirit had a way of sneaking up on her. For now though she wasn't going to dwell on it. The only think she could focus on now was giving to him, to driving him over the edge.
Looking down at him she felt her smile grow, bracing her hands on his chest she once again tightened herself around him. Did he understand how much she's missed him, needed him yet?
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Therese was setting a deliciously slow pace, each movement stood out as a moment of achingly intense pleasure. She rose off him, pulling away and he arched beneath her, yearning for the feel of her around him once more. Soon her efforts brought him to the point that he was panting with pent up need. The temptation to assert control was great, to roll them over and push the rhythm into something more frantic. But he loved this, Therese in control, watching her tease and seduce, prolonging the experience for both of them; he did not want to change it this time.
He moaned, pressing his head back against the pillows, bowing his back, his chest rising beneath her hands as she clinched around him. Therese's expression was enchanting. Vaughn loved that womanly private smile; she knew what she was doing to him and she enjoyed it. He adored that confidence. She was claiming him with every little move, every look and gesture.
Vaughn was hardly helpless beneath her and, though he did not intend to take control from her, neither did he plan to lie still and simply abide completely by her whim. He trailed the hand on her back downward, swirling it lightly over the curve of one hip, bringing it around front. Vaughn's lips stretched into a little knowing smile of his own, as he slid his thumb between her folds and began gently massaging the small hard bead he found there. They would soon see how long she could continue to ride him at a controlled pace.
He moaned, pressing his head back against the pillows, bowing his back, his chest rising beneath her hands as she clinched around him. Therese's expression was enchanting. Vaughn loved that womanly private smile; she knew what she was doing to him and she enjoyed it. He adored that confidence. She was claiming him with every little move, every look and gesture.
Vaughn was hardly helpless beneath her and, though he did not intend to take control from her, neither did he plan to lie still and simply abide completely by her whim. He trailed the hand on her back downward, swirling it lightly over the curve of one hip, bringing it around front. Vaughn's lips stretched into a little knowing smile of his own, as he slid his thumb between her folds and began gently massaging the small hard bead he found there. They would soon see how long she could continue to ride him at a controlled pace.
Therese
12 years ago
Her eyes, which had been half closed flew open as his fingers began to stroke her. With a low moan they closed again. The feel of him him with in and his fingers stroking her was almost all than she could bear. She had intended to drive him to the edge and beyond, but now the game had changed.
Without meaning to Thérèse let him goad her into increasing her pace. There really was no option. Opening her eyes just for a moment she saw the knowing look in his eyes and found it both arousing and endearing.
Anything she had been holding back Thérèse let forward. Her moments were not frantic but she was holding on to what little control she had by the barest thread. Rocking her hip further forward with more urgency.
"Do you believe I missed you yet?"
Her breath was ragged, her voice teetering on the edged of control. She laced her fingers into his, the one hand that wasn't pushing her further along and held on for dear life. She wanted to feel his climax, to feel his release within her and refused to give over just yet. But she was slowly melting there was a limit to how much she could take.
Without meaning to Thérèse let him goad her into increasing her pace. There really was no option. Opening her eyes just for a moment she saw the knowing look in his eyes and found it both arousing and endearing.
Anything she had been holding back Thérèse let forward. Her moments were not frantic but she was holding on to what little control she had by the barest thread. Rocking her hip further forward with more urgency.
"Do you believe I missed you yet?"
Her breath was ragged, her voice teetering on the edged of control. She laced her fingers into his, the one hand that wasn't pushing her further along and held on for dear life. She wanted to feel his climax, to feel his release within her and refused to give over just yet. But she was slowly melting there was a limit to how much she could take.
Vaughn Emiliano
12 years ago
Therese's rhythm increased and Vaughn smiled through the moan of pleasure her movements invoked.
He nodded his head at her question, hearing the strain in her voice. "I think so..." Vaughn smirked, not really up for witty commentary but still feeling very lighthearted with Therese close to him. He wondered how many times they would need to have desperate passionate sex before he was truly convinced that she was here...to stay.
Sitting up, he loosened her grasp on his free hand and placed it on his shoulder. Wrapping his arm around her back, Vaughn pulled her close. He murmured softly in her ear. "want...to keep...showing you..." He muffled a soft growl of pleasure against the side of her neck, closing his eyes and holding her tightly. After a moment he finished what he was saying. "how much... I missed you...all night."
This wouldn't continue all night, it might not continue more than another few minutes, but he felt confident that they would get around to doing it again.
He nodded his head at her question, hearing the strain in her voice. "I think so..." Vaughn smirked, not really up for witty commentary but still feeling very lighthearted with Therese close to him. He wondered how many times they would need to have desperate passionate sex before he was truly convinced that she was here...to stay.
Sitting up, he loosened her grasp on his free hand and placed it on his shoulder. Wrapping his arm around her back, Vaughn pulled her close. He murmured softly in her ear. "want...to keep...showing you..." He muffled a soft growl of pleasure against the side of her neck, closing his eyes and holding her tightly. After a moment he finished what he was saying. "how much... I missed you...all night."
This wouldn't continue all night, it might not continue more than another few minutes, but he felt confident that they would get around to doing it again.