04-29-2018, 07:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-16-2018, 04:40 PM by Kaltes-Herzeleid.)
Suggestive stuff ahead. Be warned.
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The doorknob twisted in my clenched hand, the door squeaking open as I quietly walked in and gingerly closed it behind me. I breathed in slowly, exhaled rather quickly. A voice clearing snapped my attention to its precise location, my eyes greeted by a lovely sight.
Esdeath sat comfortably on the edge of the bed. Garbed in little else than crimson hued lacy lingerie. Her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically with each breath, small panties just barely concealing her most private and sacred area. Unabashedly fixing me with a seductive grin she oh so very slowly, almost excruciatingly slow, pulled an equally red lacy stocking up the length of her long leg. The pale smooth skin tensing flawlessly over her well developed muscles at her will. Her blue air spilling out like a waterfall behind her to pour over the darkly colored bedspread.
"Just in time," she cooed approvingly, leaning back slightly, fingertips caressing the bare skin of her left leg. A gesture of amorous invitation.
"You're wearing red," I stated, my eyes still gulping down how gorgeous she was in it.
"I felt inspired to wear something new. On a whim," she smiled at me, "never really had those sorts of feelings until you came along." I couldn't resist the desire to smile back at her. Extending an arm, she continued to speak, "Would you be a dear and put the other stocking on for me?" Her forefinger and thumb loftily held the delicate material.
"Why?" I playfully inquired. She loved it when I coyly pretended to resist her. As expected, her smile grew and her piercing blue eyes had a certain little glint in them now.
"Because I like seeing you on your knees before me," she dangled the material still. Both of us became silent. I crossed over towards her, gently accepting the stocking from her. Briefly my eyes fixed on her face, lowering over soft lips and easing down over shapely shoulders and a perfectly sculpted clavicle. I swallowed when I saw the tattoo. The mark of her mastery over the Demon's Extract. Her breasts contained within the bra and I had the sudden desire to feel her nipples hardening under my palms.
Slowly I sank to my knees, her grin widened and a pleased little sigh escaped her. Lifting her left foot so I that I may proceed. I eased the fabric over her foot, tugging it lightly over the ankle.
"Ah, slower." She purred her command, eyes half lidded now as she drank in the sight of me on my knees. Teasingly she draped her other leg over my shoulder as I resumed my work with careful diligence. My fingers brushed her skin as I pulled the material upwards. I puffed out a breath at the sensation. Despite popular belief, she did not feel like a freezing cold block of ice. Her skin was beautifully pale. Supple and toned. I made sure to purposefully graze my fingers along her flesh. I was rewarded with a satisfied moan as I completed my task. I gave a single adjusting tug to ensure it matched the other. Promptly she secured her freshly covered leg around my back, locking me in place. My eyes flitted to the exposed thighs.
"Mmm, you always know how to please me," Esdeath spoke, drawing my gaze back towards her face. Temptingly she wet her lips with her tongue. Fingers stroking my hair, nails pleasurably grazing my scalp, legs giving a quick squeeze akin to that of a hug. I knew she was getting more and more...excited with every second. As was I.
"I love you, my General." I knew she loved it when I called her that. A claim that marked her as mine every bit as much as it made me hers.
"And I love you. Now come here," she eased the grip on me with her legs but I just couldn't resist giving a bare thigh a little kiss before softly sucking the flesh, my ears graced by another pleased moan running my tongue over the skin before releasing it. I came up to her as she swooped down to enclose her arms around me and pulled me into a heated kiss.
Perfect moments in time do exist. It's all a matter of creating them with those you love above all others.
Esdeath sat comfortably on the edge of the bed. Garbed in little else than crimson hued lacy lingerie. Her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically with each breath, small panties just barely concealing her most private and sacred area. Unabashedly fixing me with a seductive grin she oh so very slowly, almost excruciatingly slow, pulled an equally red lacy stocking up the length of her long leg. The pale smooth skin tensing flawlessly over her well developed muscles at her will. Her blue air spilling out like a waterfall behind her to pour over the darkly colored bedspread.
"Just in time," she cooed approvingly, leaning back slightly, fingertips caressing the bare skin of her left leg. A gesture of amorous invitation.
"You're wearing red," I stated, my eyes still gulping down how gorgeous she was in it.
"I felt inspired to wear something new. On a whim," she smiled at me, "never really had those sorts of feelings until you came along." I couldn't resist the desire to smile back at her. Extending an arm, she continued to speak, "Would you be a dear and put the other stocking on for me?" Her forefinger and thumb loftily held the delicate material.
"Why?" I playfully inquired. She loved it when I coyly pretended to resist her. As expected, her smile grew and her piercing blue eyes had a certain little glint in them now.
"Because I like seeing you on your knees before me," she dangled the material still. Both of us became silent. I crossed over towards her, gently accepting the stocking from her. Briefly my eyes fixed on her face, lowering over soft lips and easing down over shapely shoulders and a perfectly sculpted clavicle. I swallowed when I saw the tattoo. The mark of her mastery over the Demon's Extract. Her breasts contained within the bra and I had the sudden desire to feel her nipples hardening under my palms.
Slowly I sank to my knees, her grin widened and a pleased little sigh escaped her. Lifting her left foot so I that I may proceed. I eased the fabric over her foot, tugging it lightly over the ankle.
"Ah, slower." She purred her command, eyes half lidded now as she drank in the sight of me on my knees. Teasingly she draped her other leg over my shoulder as I resumed my work with careful diligence. My fingers brushed her skin as I pulled the material upwards. I puffed out a breath at the sensation. Despite popular belief, she did not feel like a freezing cold block of ice. Her skin was beautifully pale. Supple and toned. I made sure to purposefully graze my fingers along her flesh. I was rewarded with a satisfied moan as I completed my task. I gave a single adjusting tug to ensure it matched the other. Promptly she secured her freshly covered leg around my back, locking me in place. My eyes flitted to the exposed thighs.
"Mmm, you always know how to please me," Esdeath spoke, drawing my gaze back towards her face. Temptingly she wet her lips with her tongue. Fingers stroking my hair, nails pleasurably grazing my scalp, legs giving a quick squeeze akin to that of a hug. I knew she was getting more and more...excited with every second. As was I.
"I love you, my General." I knew she loved it when I called her that. A claim that marked her as mine every bit as much as it made me hers.
"And I love you. Now come here," she eased the grip on me with her legs but I just couldn't resist giving a bare thigh a little kiss before softly sucking the flesh, my ears graced by another pleased moan running my tongue over the skin before releasing it. I came up to her as she swooped down to enclose her arms around me and pulled me into a heated kiss.
Perfect moments in time do exist. It's all a matter of creating them with those you love above all others.
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