We Were Never Here[P]
08-12-2014, 11:23 AM
He would hold onto her physically and with a temptation that was hard to deny, her body wanted to let go and to allow him to have his way. It knew exactly what he planned to do and welcomed him openly. Her mind however, would fight with every fiber of its existence. She wanted to be true to Dhiren. She had no intentions of betraying him again. The fiery stranger was persistent though, and callous, he made it no secret what he wanted. His nuzzles would distract her, but his grip would keep her still. He?d answer her bold words, reminding her subtly who really was in control. He?d drop her though, making her sunny eyes meet his moon light gaze. He was presenting her a challenge. Whoever won would obviously be the dominant party and thus would be the one to advance on their will. He wished to satisfy primal needs while she only wanted to go home without another such intimate encounter. He pushed her, chest colliding with her own. His body heat would wash over her as his close contact begged her to just let go. Her mind was reeling, she had to run, she had to go and get away from this demon. Her body had other ideas though, and Guinevere could once again feel her ability to control slipping away. An enraged whine would leave her throat as she battled internally for control. Her form would freeze as her eyes closed, concentrating on the internal battle. The needy male would fight against her, taking advantage of her weakness he?d coax her body to side with him. He wanted her to give into the urges he was creating, he?d not forced anything but pleasure on her form. He?d pierced her flesh in retaliation, and nuzzled her softly in opposite behavior. He was chaos and lust rolled into one brilliant sun. He?d continue to push her buttons, playing her needy form. Shivers would race over her skin as he whispered into her delicate ears, further bringing her protective walls tumbling down. Her mind would blur as she fought for control, but her instincts were called forth and were much too powerful to ignore. He?d caught her in an inescapable snare of subtle seduction and she was losing faith she?d be able to hold on. Her heart wanted to beat right out of her chest, her breathing was ragged and strained as he worked up the heated blood within her veins. Her fur was on edge from the shivers and trembles that came from his lips whispering over her ear. Guinevere would lose her focus, her vision would blur and a ringing could be heard that would start to drown out his sweet lyrics. Guinevere would feel her mind blackout, and from that moment she would forget all that would transpire. Consciousness was a pleasant thing if this was always what it was like. She?d awake into reality with a feeling over her body that was almost overwhelming. She?d gasp loudly, feeling the weakness in her knees and the pressure that was threatening to make her explode. Veera would moan as brilliant yellow eyes searched for the cause of such feelings and she?d find herself embraced by strongly muscled arms. The instinctual being would press herself into his form, needily seeking his weight upon her back. She?d bury her features into his fur, and nip with her pretty fangs. "?Who are you?" She?d whisper curiously, finding that were he to ask the same question to her she?d not know the answer. Such thoughts wouldn?t bother her though, as her attention was hard to sway from his masculine form. |