ardent

been waiting all night for you



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07-04-2013, 01:24 AM



The red fiend would more than tolerate her influential grasp, leaning into the pressure of her jaws, jugular pounding against the roof of her sweltering mouth. A fine path of saliva would begin to crawl down his coffer, the banshee?s hold maintaining potency as the monster?s being seemed to simmer with lust beneath her grasp. Good, let him feel the aching pain he had recently forced upon his lover, let him bathe in the merciless touch of lust as she denied him as much he had denied her. But his tolerance would not last, the powerful forcing of a fore-limb would take advantage of her bodies quivering instability; sending the lady scrambling into her side in a fleeting fit of shrilled yowls. Pain? Don?t kid yourself. Hatred? Hardly. She basked within every moment, struggling beneath the weight of his body with a roaring pleasure she had never before experienced. Jaws would reach ambitiously for the limb that had forced her athwart, clamping it within her orifice, barely hard enough to maintain her hold; simultaneously Syrinx would lean over her, causing raging thrashes of electricity to pulsate her skin as the sensation of his tongue only encouraged her more ravenously on. She wanted him so badly; would he really deny himself of her now?

Torso would begin to roll, releasing her grasp upon his appendage; he had shown her his vigor, he had proven to her he was worthy of fulfilling her desires. Would he claim his prize? Limbs would stretch in an attempt to raise her body once more, silent now, spine arching to push against the base of his throat with her nape. She would swivel in taunt, haunches pressing to his chest, only momentarily before she would turn again. But all the while she would maintain contact, creeping along his side with her own, pressing her shoulders to his haunches as salmon tongue would stray thirstily down the back of his leg; chasing it to the earth before beginning again, but this time she would attempt to knaw, nibbling fondly at the divot of his thigh, encouraging him, keeping her own haunches to his ribs, tail twitching faintly from side to side.