What did he do? He hit a soft spot, a sensitive spot, a spot that he shouldn't have hit. Normally he didn't care about what a girl thought or felt, because those were personal problems, but this time it was different. Well... No, it wasn't different. Why was he lying to himself? Why was he telling himself these lies? He really just kept trying to tell himself that he cared about her feelings, but he didn't. Edreina was beautiful and gorgeous, yes, but she wasn't his mother. He didn't even care about his mother! So why would he care about some foreign women? Why would he really care if she was so damn self conscious? That wasn't his fucking job either, but as earlier, he was a learning boy. Taking her advice and letting down his guard, he felt ok around her, at least for a bit of this. And it seemed, as she spoke to him, that she was also still trusting him a bit. As he felt her legs unwrap, and the firm woman slide down, patting the ground.
The way her face looked at first, was downtrodden and faded, just like when she expected him to know about her home.He was doing exactly what she said though, lowering his guard and getting out of his cocky state, listening to what she was saying. Yes, she was very self conscious, but apparently she didn't care too much, and she felt a little better around him. Good, because if he was gonna be open, so was she. And soon, she would be more open... Instantly, perverse thoughts were pushed out, as the cute little woman's lips came forward. The kiss she planted on him was like a shy girl, like she was testing and really trusting, like she was just happy he didn't throw up on her. He smiled back just a bit, more of his right cheek rising, as he looked at her newfound joy. "I like the new attitude..." He said quickly, and relatively softly. His smug smiles never ceased to show up, but he was being honest, Edreina was like a whole new total race to him. And he wanted to explore what made the Svefra tick.
She looked him in the eyes, which was irking a bit, and very scary for him. Women weren't supposed to look a man in the eye, because then they could get info. Especially from this man, she would have no problem getting anything she wanted out of this murky eyes kid, he was practically a walking vault of information. But thank god, it wasn't too long, Edreina knew his to keep things going. Then woman then began at his arms again, rubbing until she took his hands, taking a step back in the process. He enjoyed the showmanship of the woman, taking his hands like that all suddenly, she was on the right track. And then... She shook. With those nice hips and curves, she shook with some new found skill, it was cute. Because her gentle frame was blessed by the sun, and boy was it blessed. He loved how her chest looked when shook, how proud she radiated now, and how her hair shined. Edreina was just Edreina! She was a nice looking girl. A deadly drop dead gorgeous girl, that he could imagine a lot of guys being jealous over, which made this moment even better.
And in one motion, she popped right back up to him, right back up to his body. Her attention on his neck, his attention on what protruded from her body, ever rump and lump. Now, all he could do was listen, as her next words caught him off guard. He could feel kisses flowing on his neck, kisses that felt warm of soft, but with heat behind them. Not just that, he could feel energy rising, as she was warming him up. Warming him up, all happy and playful, and she seemed happy and ecstatic. And then... She spoke. Words that sank into his skin, and flowed into his brain like the water she swam in, words that sparked his body.
"Now... You have me all hot and bothered... and all alone... what are you going to do with me?"
Her hands played a game on his chest, until she used her fingers to hook at his black cargo shorts, pulling him in like a fish, and he flew forwards until there was NO more space between them. His chest forced her's to mush and flatten out like pancakes (Well... Not that thin), as forced to obey under his muscles. He looked into her eyes, standing firm and tall, tilting his head forwards so that he was looking down upon her just a bit. His nose, lips and face in general was just a breath away. And he wanted to be as brisk as possible, moving an inch, to where the tip of his larger nose was gracing her's. It was apparent that she liked his motions, and had no problem with letting him handle her, which was perfect. He then began to feed his hunger, his right hand doing it's best to swallow her left breast, as he squeezed and pushed her back a bit. His left hand went to that very favorite spot of his, that rear rump, placing it firmly in the middle. Except he didn't grip or squeeze, he simply came in hard with an audible slap, using his massive palm to full effect. The whole time he was serious, but broke out in a chuckle with a small goofy grin. "Huhu... I guess I uh... I really like your ass... Is that a crime?" It was quick and snappy, like a joke, but it was really the truth. Nobody said he wasn't honest.
He then dragged his hand up, such friction gave him a burn, as he went back to he lower waist. Hooking it sort of, with his whole lower arm, everything below his elbow, he gripped her firmly. The way, her lower body still had full contact, but her upper body was free to squirm and lean back if necessary. Even better, he had a bit of room, which caused him now to be able to focus on what he wanted to do. He had to feed the beast inside of him, truly... Even more literally, there was a beast inside of him. Well two little devils tonight, who were having a conversation all the while, apparently he wasn't the only one up. And while at first he tried to tune them out, their words now were more encouragement than anything else, it was... The victory song.
What exactly K was hearing... In his head.
Kise, Shin
"Ready Kise?" Shin said brilliantly, his voice ringing with happiness.
"On your start brother, I'm ready." Kise ringed back happily, returning the joy.
"Mmk, follow along now..." Shin spoke out, clearing his throat, as if he was preparing for a musical. "She wants-"
He was.
"The d, you know she want the-"
"D, yeah she want it, and we got it-
"What we got?"
We got that d! That long, d, that black d. So now we gonna
"Give 'er that d, give 'er that d, speed up the song and keep up with me."
"Ok I gotcha, go!"
"She want that d and-"
"We got that d!"
"So how she gonna act when we give 'er that d?"
She gonna lose her mind when we give her that d!
"So giver, giver, giver, giver, giver-"
"That D!
(Repeated times four)
And the song... Just kept going, and got even more annoying. For shame.
[Reality]
Hearing the annoying song ringing in his head, he immediately felt a sense of... Redundancy. It seemed every time he was getting close to intimacy, Shin managed to pop up, but Kise this time was new. Now perhaps, it wasn't so bad, but he didn't enjoy it. It came up at inconvenient times, but it had a special ability, and it was being shown. Just as now, he could feel something swelling deep in him, coming to life. It really helped that Shin had good control over the body, because times like this when he chose to be helpful, he actually came through for his brother. K could feel the gears in his body turning, warming up and quickly getting ready, he was a young machine. Besides that, Edreina already had him warmed up, she already had him turned on and good to go. But Shin knew of natural horomones, kind of like natural aphrodisiacs, and speaking of aphrodisiacs... He had some, over back at the horse's, in one of his saddlebags. Why he carried strange pills... Of that particular type, he did not know, and he would've easily announce that he was framed.
Either way, he had pills that would... Well, then his mind began to become on overload. Between the singing of his brother's, the thought of trying to complex whether or no he would want to put her on drugs, and even worse dealing with the girl he was caressing. He couldn't take it, he couldn't take the multitasking going on, he could barely read when in silence. So how the hell was he supposed to do this? How the hell was he supposed to commit to thinking, balancing thoughts and feelings in his brain, and act on a still sane level? There was no way, not for him at least, the boy who knew on the inside he was just a beast. And he lost it, he lost his mind, and just sort of snapped. He didn't go pure psycho, but he lost himself, as if when he was fighting his patron that one time. He saw one thing, heard one thing, and wanted one thing. And she was going to have to accept his way, and she was going to be forced to be his teacher once more, and in the end be his test subject.[/color]
"Stop Kise, that's it." I think we have done enough." Shin said, hushing his and Kise's voice, as he began to sound contempt. "That bastard 'ill have to thank me later, honestly, that was getting hard just to watch." "Haha no pun I hope..." Kise added before both of their voices drifted off, it was a nice change of pace.
K couldn't exactly tell what was going on, but he liked it. It was nice to be in the bedroom... Well, outdoors? It was nice to be intimate again without having to worry about a mental conversation, seriously he remembered yelling shut up between a girl's legs once, because of Shin. The little bastard never did anything good, but this was a nice start of something new, no doubt he'd like something in return later. Of course he he didn't want to worry about that, he didn't want to think about what exactly would happen later, because this felt amazing. Being the only one in the body, while it was quiet and just him, in control of everything firmly. He felt angry, no, empowered. Like he had energy for no reason, like a bunch of... Oh gods, he knew exactly what that feeling was now, all he had to do was get it out. Go figure. Bottom line and plan, it was time to do what he enjoyed.
Edreina would definitely be able to sense his change, after about another five to eight ticks of blankness, he would snap back. Looking calm yet confused, as if he was in a new body, or he time traveled. His grip on her tightened, and his rougher right hands came to life, as he still realized her left breast was still covered by dark skin. "Well..." He said lowly, looking dead at her, he had to get himself ready. His head dived in, leaning forward as his tongue, once more made another appearance. Stabbing the right side of her neck with his pink warrior, the part where ones pulse was checked, he was going off pure sexual instinct. This was no longer plans and thoughts, about how to please her, because he was merely pleasing himself. As his tongue hit her neck, it instantly flattened out, big and covering a lot of room. His tongue began to flick, except it wasn't slow, they were strong tip flicks right from the beginning.
Gods... He was going to enjoy this, a lot. He could tell, as hit flat tongue pressed, and was dragged down. Creating a cool dry effect on her skin was an aim, the type that when you blow on it felt cold, but he would let the wind hand that. His tongue was still going, until he reached linen, right before her breast. Seriously, this cloth was a no no, and he was going to put and end to it here. His right hand, which was doing just simple squeezing and relaxing at the times, let go of her soft flesh. It migrated north, latching on to the mess of bandage, and grabbed the top layer. Pulling back like a brute, he put his simple strength to use, as his teeth clenched the material. He wasted no time, with his eyes low and dull looking, his grip on her lower back holding her in place still against him. His head began to raise up, as his hand kept pulling, the rich sound of fabric tearing. It ripped easily, contracting and putting up a fight, until it snapped and relaxed. His hands kept going, as he released the dead pieces from his clutch, and gripped the next layer. Except this time, he looked up to see her, and see how she reacted.
"Almost done... Stay with me." He said briefly, his voice plain like he was talking about something normal, because right here and now this was normal. He did the same, trying to yank off and rip it apart, a groan going through his throat at the effort he had to add. It did the same, stretching out and vibrating from stress, until it popped and released. One final band, one final wrap around her body, one final obstacle blocking him. Too easy, way too easy, he was never so ready to do something in his life. Except this time, it was pure brute force, and this was demonstrated as his hand began to move. His teeth gripped it, the side above her right breast, as his hand grabbed it once more. Pulling up as he could feel the bandage like material, already beginning to give in his grasp, stretching out to it's fullest. And finally, with a sound of snapping, it yanked and separated it opposite directions. He enjoyed the sound, because it was silent in all actuality, but to him, it sounded like success. Pure victory, as the binding was freed from his gift, well technically her gift. These were... Amazing.
Now that she was free, those nasty scraps that obstructed his view of her top were gone at least, he had enough done to at least do some more. Meaning basically, his right hand was needed again, but first he needed to observe his toy. Because every kid did, no matter what the gift, had to take time to observe it. And that was exactly what he did, as his hands did, as they shifted and ended back up on her hips. Easily grasping them with his black hands, he held her firmly still close close to him, so that her lower body was stationary. But her top... That was fair game. And now he was open to be what he truly was, he wasn't going to hold anything back. He was going to treat her how he would treat any woman from Syliras, with no true respect for her thoughts or feelings. Call it how you see it, he felt it necessary to make both parties happy.
First thing first, of course, he had to hug her once more. Except this one was pure admiration and embracing, as he pulled her in, once again forcing her chest against his. But this time, he wanted to just feel her warmth against him, once again more proof of his new state. "Sshh... Don't say anything, just hold up." He said bluntly, as he forced his pectoral muscles do dance again her soft chest. You guessed it, more exercise. And he also knew she liked this, well last time it gave him a smile from her, so he'd remember that. Hard proof that he paid attention to women, well things they liked, because he wasn't selfish. Damn sure he wasn't, but he was about to seem like it, so for the time he wanted her to feel good too.
After his moments of embracing her were done, silence as he looked past her shoulder, he used the time to think a bit. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be alone in the body, also how good her body felt against his, because it had been a while. This was why he felt so out of shape in this area, but slowly it began coming back to him. And then, he was ready, breaking the silence in a quick flash. He neck craned, as his mouth was lowered back to her neck, the right side as always. But this time, he didn't lick or suck, he chose to tease. Just for the sake of being cruel, and because it was funny the way women reacted. So he pursed his lips, opening them up with a small crack, paper thin. Air barely was seeping out, hot breath, that was made perfectly for her. As he trailed down her skin, her neck and past her collar bone, until he approached the promise land. His hands instinctively sliding up, from her hips, up her ribs, and under her arms.
Guiding her once more, he raised her arms up for her, preferably trying to bend them at her elbow. But as long as her arms were up, he would be happy, after that she could position them however she wanted. But now, now that he had what he wanted... He was ready to show why he was so, admired, in his town. His lips traveled down her body, hot steamy breath being exerted on the right outside of her right breast, as his hands left her body. He wanted to be swift, keep her busy so she wouldn't notice the absence of his massive grabbers, so he quickly began working. Lowering to a crouch almost, as he leaned his head back and went under her breast, while in actuality he was getting leverage for his shorts. He reeled them out quite nicely, plus he was homophobic, so they were really tight. But with a firm groan, releasing more breath on her chest, he pulled them down to his knees.
Popping up in a nice swift natural motion, he came to the inside, the center of her chest. Leaning up against her, his right cheek rested on her left breast, something he would get to later. For now, he had a little bit more teasing to get to, just a little. Once again, that damned tongue came out, stiff like an arrow. Except this time around, he only used the tip, literally, being as faint and gentle as could be. Starting back on the inside, he began on the left of her right breast, gently touching the soft fat on her chest. It was so light, her mind would become her worst enemy, as it began to anticipate. As he began to move slower, he stepped out of his shorts, kicking them to the side. He began move around, repeating the earlier motion with his lips, but now using that tip of his tongue. But, as if trying to catch her off guard, he cut in once he reached the middle of her chest again, going right for the nipple.
But instead of being blunt, his tongue retracted. And who said he didn't know how to hold himself back? He then leaned back, so he could get a good look at her, and then with a small faint smile, he spoke. "Oh Edreina... Your gonna love this part, I promise." He said gently, grinding his lower body up against her tightly. Because if she thought she could feel him when he had on his shorts, she was gonna flip when she felt him now. But actually, he found himself flipping a bit, as his body pressed against her. It felt... Naughty, like a kid again, as he purposely shoved himself against her. It felt good... And he missed it. He missed this feeling. His body held a lot of heat and energy, and it all flowed into one place, and now he was sharing it. It felt good, this moment right now, like bliss. Yes, bliss was the perfect word for his state right now, he was actually happy. Like Hadyn made me a new scythe happy, like going to go get new shoes happy, or his hair cut happy. He was just a happy kid.
"I wanna see how long you can keep your arms up though... You can hold on to me if you get weak again." He said lowly, his voice crispy with bass, as he looked up at the freckled face girl. "Cuz' I never tried before, so let's see how it affects you." He went back in, after shifting his body, so that her right leg was splitting down between his. Squeezing his manhood against her thigh, he was pretty excited, and she would definitely be able to tell. Because K was a seven inch kid, and for that he was proud. Yes, he wasn't carrying the biggest package out of every mail carrier in Syliras, but he definitely was a proud man. Weighty, he was sure it would satisfy, now they both had just one layer to go. And he was going to make sure, this was beautiful. He decided to get to it, after all he did sort of hype it up, so he was guessing she was ready. With that being said and done, his hands began to move once more, as he relaxed his body with her's. Going back to his left hand hooking her lower back, holding her lower body in place, and leaving her upper body flexible and able to lean back.
He came forward mouth first, using pure technique and skill, for he was going to do it exactly how he imagined it in his head. Pursing his lips once more, but this time, it was a vast hollow hole. His mouth was filled with with hot breath, keeping his best to make and contain it, he wanted to do it right. He craned his neck to look down at her chest at the perfect angle, finally his motions was ready, as his mouth hovered over her nipple. His right hand came into play for his aid, cupping under her right breast, and raising it to face him directly. And then, he made it seem like he was going for a simple suck, his head going straight for it. But as soon as it entered his mouth, he pumped a quick breath of hot air, and finally raised his head back quickly. Looking at her for her reaction, he loved to see them, because she had some of the cutesy he had ever seen. "Ah... I see..." He said softly, glancing up at her, and then back up at her chest. "Guess I'll have to try to do just a bit better. Sounds good to you?" Regardless of her answer, the question was rhetorical, and he was already moving.
His hands shifted and switched places, right hand behind her binding them together, left hand up under cupping her breast. He had a nice angle now, and an even nicer grip, using his hands to his advantage also. Squeezing and gripping more, forcing the exposed victim closer so him, power never felt any more better. And now, he knew he had to step it up, to really make her weak. For he was a guy, getting in the mood was easy, but for a woman... Well some it took work, and he was going to make sure she was in her prime, and begging her for it by the end. This was demonstrated as he repeated what did earlier, except this time when he puffed the warm breath of his, he sucked it back in upon pulling his head back. Now he didn't look at her, he kept his eyes on his prize, something he loved. His index finger wandering off to slowly circle around the center of that exact breast, a pure tease he was, and he wanted to be the most enticing ever. Rubbing in small slow counter clockwise circles, until reversing, and stopping for a moment. His mouth coming back down, and also switching it up, as with this head bob, his tongue barely tipped the... Tip.
Seriously, so faint and delicate, he popped right back up. Blowing cool air gently on it, looking up at her as he began to register reactions and rub circles on it again. "Oh, seems like this wasn't so bad after all... What do you think? Should I stop?" Again another rhetorical question, as he decided to finally stop teasing as went in for the kill, starting off the same way though. Planting his lips above and below that nipple, and giving it sparingly four quick repetitive flicks, and then he used those massive lips to clamp down on it. Sucking four only about two seconds, but like his life depended on her milk... If she was producing milk, but that was irrelevant. It tasted like she had milk, or perhaps that was just the way his breath reacted to her skin, either way he couldn't get enough. And as he pulled off, his hand assumed the position once more, sliding up and palming her whole breast. Forcing the nipple between his middle and ring fingers, he aligned it perfectly with his giant knuckles, squeezing it a little and holding it in place. She had good breast to him, weighty and full, it was still a wonder why she hid them. Oh yeah... Because of her tan line, poor woman, hopefully his hands would take her mind off of it. And so, he began to work her chest more, doing what he felt necessary. First lifting, then he pushed in, and rotated clockwise at a relatively slow speed. Then after thathe twisted a little bit, twisting forty five degrees clockwise, then reverse and back. Until finally.. He was still holding it like normal.
Now he just raised his fingers into her breast, occasionally applying pressure and squeezing between his middle and index, but enjoying her softness no doubt. He looked at her the whole time, glancing at her anytime a sound was made, and he had to observe more. So he shifted his lower body, now his manhood wasn't pressed against her, he was back in the middle of her. And his hands did their final dance behind her back, as he had her in place, because he had been moving inches the whole time. He left hand flew up behind her head again, raking up more of that vivid hair, attempting to palm her head again. His right hand did the same for her left breast, cupping it at first, and circling the the center with his index. And he used his strength to his advantage, guiding her head to look directly at him, so she couldn't try to resist. Of course, he wasn't pinning down her lower body, so she wasn't blessed with the warmth of him downstairs. However, he had did this on purpose, it was another wonder. If she wanted that heat bad enough, it would be up to her to get it back, she would have to close the distance. And now that she was looking at him, unable to lean back and hide her emotions, he was gonna toy just a bit more. Placing his palm directly over her breast, mashing it slowly into her chest, adding a few twist and turns here and there. "Edreina you like this kinda stuff huh? I see... I guess your more dirty than I thought.." He said lowly, looking directly at her. "Remember when you said, why should you beg?... Well," A quick dive with his head, attacking her right nipple with a subtle tongue flick, blowing a pump of cool air as his head flew back up to speak. "I could think of two good... Hard reasons you might want to start begging."
He chuckled a bit, after all this and he was still a dominator, who would've guessed. His palm that was mashing her breast went to work, beginning to just rotate in a massive circle, till he began to become impatient. He wanted it as bad as her, and soon he would break himself, so he decided to speed it up. "You know..." He zoomed in with his head, slowly breathing up her neck with the breath from his mouth, until his cheek was against her's. "I can also be rough... With you." His words were stern, but playful a bit, another time for her imagination to be her enemy. His left hand closed, locking itself with her locks, and pulling down so that her head would lean back. "I'm only gonna ask you one more time, you want it right Edreina? Tell me how bad, show me how much you need it.. Now." He released her hair roughly, letting go of her body everywhere, looking her dead in the eye. "Are you worth it?" He said with a determined look, enjoying her position, and her overall demeanor of the situation. Taking a step back, he through his hands up, in a "Well watcha gonna do?" gesture. Finally placing his hands behind his back, he looked at her kinda like... She was filth. Cruel yes, but once again, it was necessary. Well at least in his eyes.
In all honesty... He was a weak boy in a young man's body, he wouldn't be that hard to break.
During her display, he would attempt to stand firm, like a knight being observed by a superior. Maintaining the same position, he would look at her, but wouldn't say a word. And he wouldn't do a thing, until he was... Impressed. After all, he had proved himself, but had she? Most women in Syliras, would be happy to be in her linen now, and they would be doing way more. But as stated earlier, he liked her, because she was different. Everything to her was happy and pretty, and a guy like him needed a bit of that for once, instead of what he was used to. So this... This was gonna be fun. And when he finally did feel she had done enough, he would lose control, and ultimately take her down. Literally he would go in for a quick kiss, place his left hand behind her head, and whisper trust me while looking into her eyes and smiling. Then he would lean forward and fall on top of her, but his right hands would be extended as like in a one handed push up, and finally he would lower them down to the ground. While looking at her the whole time, he was prepared for flinching and grabbing, hopefully she just didn't claw at him like a cat. He would then climb between her legs, looking at her happily, while sitting on his knees.
"So... Maybe we should get you outa' this huh?" A loud slap, that no doubt to him hurt her a bit, to the underside of her right thigh. The river was on their right now, and he could definitely feel the cool air rolling off of it, the occasional mist. It felt good, but he could tell it was going to feel half as good as what was about to happen. All it had to do now...
Was happen.
It takes skill to tastefully write scenes like that.
