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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 18:05:06 GMT -5
He was straddling her now, gritting his teeth with concentration as he seized her hands and brought them to his chest.
"Touch me."
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 18:10:27 GMT -5
She did, she did, and not solely because he had said to, and not in silence either. She felt a tad too similar to some lurid promotional image from Hammer productions, which gave her a miserable feeling of artificiality. She held onto him to pull herself up just a bit, and, shyly making eye contact, began to kiss his chest.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 18:13:40 GMT -5
He held out his hands again, palms up, and lifted his face rapturously.
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 18:15:23 GMT -5
She had to move to her knees in order to do so, but she kissed up his throat also, to barely nibble at his ear.
"Johannes, won't you touch me?"
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 18:20:44 GMT -5
"Was- ach, yes, my love, yes..."
He slipped his spidery hands over her ribs, felt her heart more acutely than ever, and laid them at last over her breasts, caressing and clutching them.
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 18:24:35 GMT -5
She shut her eyes and leaned into it, then gasped and twisted when the pressure from his hands increased. She pressed her hand to the back of one of his and drew it upward along her body, taking his fingertip into her mouth and opening her eyes to seek his out.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 18:54:08 GMT -5
He stared down at her from above, fangs out.
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 18:55:49 GMT -5
"Is this - good?" she asked hesitantly.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 19:26:16 GMT -5
"Yes-"
He kissed her again.
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 19:29:46 GMT -5
Even though she could feel the press of his teeth, she parted her lips against him, arching her body against his as she kissed him. The self-consciousness that plagued her with Loki was not gone, but the sense of humiliation it gave her to be so wanton seemed no small part of the allure. After a long kiss, she sighed and lay backwards again, inviting him to join her by pulling his hand along with her and guiding it to her leg.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 19:36:21 GMT -5
He nodded and staggered a little as he adjusted the position of his hateful, aching body to accommodate this. His coarse hair fell over his shoulders, over them both.
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 20:19:00 GMT -5
She ran her hands up his body, parting her knees hesitantly underneath him with a sudden flash of modesty. Her bra was still on, and she propped herself up on her elbow to reach back with her hand to try and tug the clasp undone.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 20:21:57 GMT -5
He seized her wrist.
"Not now. Not yet-"
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Post by Teja on Sept 15, 2015 20:23:41 GMT -5
She jumped at that, looking wide-eyed up at him. His fangs seemed to have increased in size, and part of her wondered if perhaps this kind of physicality could not help but make him hunger.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 15, 2015 20:38:55 GMT -5
"Leave the decision-making to me. Is that understood?"
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