GET YOUR SEXY ON

*Guinevere* · 08-05-2014, 01:27 PM

Guinevere could really only watch as his smile would widen at her unsure vocalizations. He was much more experienced here than she, and that realization was more obvious to her than she'd have ever imagined. She certainly did not wish to feel those deep urges that coiled within her and drew her nearer to this strange man who'd found her. Her mind would fog, it was becoming hard for the young girl to resist the temptations her body begged her to give into. He would set her skin on fire as every shiver sent waves of undeniable pleasure over her form. She had to get away before she couldn't reason anymore, before her primal desires finally won over. She didn't know if she was experienced enough to deny him, didn't know if her strength was impressive enough to say no.
His touch was soft and it would promise her so much. His words would echo the pledge of his touch, the sickly sweet words goading the direction her mind would take. He could easily satisfy the feelings that would boil within, the feelings of need and desire that poisoned her mind and begged her to give in. Teeth would graze her ears and she'd feel her whole frame shudder, and she knew she was fighting a losing battle. The odds were stacked against her, her body betrayed her need as his chest rubbed against her sensitive backside.
She didn't know how to escape, her every action would unintentionally draw him more near, still so naive. Her movements were being overtaken by instinct instead of her head as she felt her head roll back when his paw moved to her hips, a sudden gasp following as they both fought to keep themselves from giving in. She wanted to run so bad, wanted to tear herself from his grasp, but it was becoming to late to run. She hated that she would forever just be a conquered endeavor to him, a small satisfaction and then she would be worthless.
Still she couldn't get her body to listen to her reason, or need to get away. The satisfaction he could give her was too much to run from. He would win, and as she realized it she would just pray that their encounter would end quickly. Another whimper would be uttered in final defeat as her body finally took control of the girls actions. She'd feel her rump push back into his chest, another obvious sign of surrender. Her bright eyes would close ashamedly as her form readied itself for him and his intentions for her shivering body.

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