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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:15:44 GMT -5
She bit her lip, smiling up at him.
"Who's to say I do?"
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 16:21:46 GMT -5
"Do you miss him so much already?"
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:22:32 GMT -5
"You're the one who kept talking about him," she reminded him, not teasingly.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 16:33:59 GMT -5
"I'm not finished with you yet," Johannes said, leaning his head to one side. His hair fell over his shoulder.
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:35:15 GMT -5
"Oh?" she asked, but not flirtatiously. She seemed to have come a bit to her senses and was trying to hang onto them.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 16:38:05 GMT -5
Johannes reached down and tugged sharply at her panties.
"There. Help me with this."
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:39:15 GMT -5
She gasped in shock, unable to disguise it as anything else. Mutely she moved her hands over her hips, but she didn't take any initiative to push them down further.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 16:44:01 GMT -5
He moved his hands over hers, prodded her fingers into the right place and pushed down.
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:48:11 GMT -5
Now she felt more vulnerable than before - the picture worked perfectly, the trembling girl entirely divested of her clothes and the smirking vampire in complete control of the situation; she felt like a joke, which she did not like - and shyly favored one hip, her knees very close together. She was going to ask him what next, but she barely managed to form the first syllable before biting her lip again.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 16:52:31 GMT -5
"Just a little further, my love. Almost there."
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 16:56:21 GMT -5
She pulled them from her ankles herself and tossed them aside, but she didn't fall back and writhe for him as she had been minutes before. Her ankles were still crossed, and she looked like the picture of modesty - not entirely contradictorily, like a lascivious old painting of some shepherdess at a stump with her breasts bare but wreathed in flowers.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 17:02:38 GMT -5
The effect was not lost on Johannes.
"Ah," he said. "You reject me, then?"
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 17:04:05 GMT -5
She hesitated, and shook her head.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Sept 16, 2015 17:58:11 GMT -5
"I suppose you must be thinking to yourself that I am merely some kind of poisonous old leech who wants you for nothing but a run in the sheets," he sighed. "And under such circumstances, I can scarcely blame you, poor little creature. Do you fear that I will dispose of you once I've had my sport?"
He punctuated this with a kiss to her belly, just above the little triangle between her legs, and moved up again to lean over her, balanced precariously on one arm while the other slid between her thighs and gave a little push to part them.
"I can't very well get in there if you're going to be this stubborn," he said dryly. "Do you still want me inside you?"
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Post by Teja on Sept 16, 2015 18:50:00 GMT -5
She made a little noise partway between a coo and a wide-eyed cry that would have made Loki smirk.
"Yes, yes, I do-"
She pulled Johannes upward hastily so that she could put her mouth on his, and opened her legs at the same moment.
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