(pigs foot tavern)Some ale, and maybe a doctor.(Vuil/Mature)

Xi's runin wiht an angry mob a few days back has caused him a good injury and a fairly nasty injury. sill a fair drink helps numb the pain and wh knows what company you might find in a tavern.

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(pigs foot tavern)Some ale, and maybe a doctor.(Vuil/Mature)

Postby Ximal on April 12th, 2012, 6:26 am

liro le this hands do the work slowly teasing at her soft spot. So small, his fingers ran over it slowly, it felt so small beneath his hands then again she was small compared to him. His hand rolling over and around her breast gently as he kissed her. His lips locking with hers he barely noticed her change and lay him on the bed. Now he lay along the bed at her straddling his waist. His hands moved away from her and up her chest slowly caressing and manipulating her chest with every motion she made. then she began to kiss down his body. As her soft lips kissed down his rough skin. He found himself steadily getting more roused and as she pulled the clothed from him and rubbed her cheek against his bare manhood he felt the heat of them and it surge into life. As she slowly kissed back up to his lips. Nipping her teeth against the skin of his lips, he could taste her breath, full of ale and sweet fumes. The waves of pleasure this sent through him resonated with the already existing lust. It poured from him. The lust almost ran from him as he stared into her eyes. That primeval darkness willing him to take back control. Now he would. His instincts roared as he surged forwards, and locked his lips with hers, driving his tongue into her mouth to push the air out of her. Latching his arms around her he pulled her shirt clean off of her. Breaking the kiss for that moment, the relocked his lips with hers as he rolled her over onto her back.

Now lets see if we can get more of a rise out of you my dear. He lashed out his arm like a whip to grasp both of hers using he left hand an arm he pinned them above her head. To stop her fighting back as he pulled down her pants slowly. but left her undergarments on, as he rocked his fingers back and forth across her sweet spot again, teasing her. Tortureing her. his dark black blue yes met her olive green orbs and stared into them wit the smallest trickle of madness willing her to fight back. Then he kissed along her neck slowly dragging his tongue across, to her shoulder letting his lips kiss across and down her shoulder slowly. Lets see if she can get control back again. Tracing his lips down her body slowly between her breasts and down to her stomach he let his fingers keep working their magic. He then slowly brought his lips back up her body, and gazed into ehr eyes as if to say. ' Try to get he control back.' And with that he pressed his finger harder against her sweet spot. Holding her arms back he smiled a devilish smile, as he slowed his fingers down pressing them harder as he lent into kiss her soft sweet mouth again. Liro looked her in the eyes as he kissed her, his own trickles of madness trying to rouse her instincts further. He was trying to wake her inner beast. Trying to get her to let loose the prime eval desires she held in her eyes. As if to accentuate this, he brought his fingers lower and pressed harder. Until he could feel them become moist.
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(pigs foot tavern)Some ale, and maybe a doctor.(Vuil/Mature)

Postby Vuil on April 16th, 2012, 12:56 am

Vuil let out a delighted purr as Liro pressed his lips against her's, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He tasted sweet, with the stale taste of ale lingering in his mouth. At that moment, nothing in the world had ever tasted better. Their kiss was only broken a moment as fabric forced their lips apart, before they came crashing back together. Heated and animalistic, all instincts and no tact. She was on her back now. When had that happened? It didn't matter, just a blip in her physical ecstasy. Surprise filled her gaze as her arms were suddenly grabbed, pinned high above her head. Vuil pulled against his hold, the rocking of her hips helping in the removal of her pants. Liro kept the same, slow motion against her, feeling heat rise up to flood over her cheeks as her need increased, his actions pleasurable but horribly unsatisfying. Almost like torture, the kisses along her neck just adding to its wonderful build up.

Their eyes met, dark and deep, glazed with lust and passion. Growling, the young woman fought harder against his hold, wanting her hands free, needing to explore and grasp and feel. The man's hand changed pattern, pressing down hard, eliciting a sharp gasp from the woman, her back arching hard as a shot of electricity ran up his spine. Her body spasmed, reaching its peak for just a moment, but not quite able to push past, her body shuddering as her physical need built to unbearable levels. Her hips raised up in an effort to create more friction, more contact, but it just wasn't enough. Vuil felt Liro's lips on her's again, staring up into those dark pools, seeing madness and lust linger. Her moan was muffled by his lips, pressing down harder as fingers moved lower. She thrashed, his torturous actions driving her mad, managing to free her right hand from his grasp, pushing hard on his shoulder to flip their positions, rubbing her bodies against the man affectionately, her teeth leaving small red marks as she nipped along his collar bone.
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Postby Ximal on April 16th, 2012, 2:58 am

More purrs from her, more glances of excited lust, her wall was breaking the animal being set free. The sheer heat coming off of her small body was incredible. He thought she might burst into flames. Setting free an animal to battle against an animal always created tension, friction. A fight for control, not just physically. Though physically he had the upper hand pinning her down the weight of him helping him pin her. But the trickle of madness and lust he was emitting through his eyes into her. Just his emotions alone, the look in his eyes had brought forth that animal. Broken the beast free of it's cage. And now he could have his fun, now the animal was fee the cage could be rebuilt, with a door designed just for him. She thrashed against him restraining her. The sheer will of her was staggering, he wanted out and he could tell it but she didn't want him to stop. She wanted more? A light growl emanating from her throat. This animal was one he was starting to enjoy playing with, she had more of an animalistic side than he would have expected. Even her light frame possessed enough strength to slip free of his hold. She snapped her arm onto his shoulder to flip her back into control again.

Yes make this interesting, try as you might. Your cage is rattled and broken. Your restraints on your beast broken. Now lets see how you really act. He could feel the heat of her skin against his own, her body causing more heat more rise. Feeling small pangs of pain against his collar bone. She was biting him, not harshly but enough for sensation. Interesting. She's starting to succumb to her primal side, to let out her more wanting nature. The side of her that feels no shame. And now to steal a piece of her mind to rebuild my own. Running his fingers slowly and lightly down her pronounced spine, and trailing it right the way down, before dragging it back up. He was trying to build that primal need up again to see how far she would leap over the edge when she went. Because when she fell, the drop would be never ending until she met him again. And then she would be his, completely mentally. She had the dominant stance, but he had the control. His dark blue eyes of pure madness and passion looked into her olive green ones, and started to pick apart her castle, he would be done before she knew it and by the time he gave her what she wanted. That same motion would smash her mind. Then he would claim a piece of her sanity to re-build his. Dragging his hand back up her, but this time he took it lightly up her front. Now that your free, my animalistic feral companion. Show me just how far the madness of a beast extends.

He traced his free hand along her bare back and pressed sparsely, randomly and lightly along it. The hard swelling he now had would be pressing against her inner thigh, about half way up, the hand that was driving her crazy remained there and continued it's slow rocking rhythm but now it continued it where his fingers had sunk in. His free hand now reaching lower, grazed over her behind before rearing back up and pulling her lower undergarments tighter against her sensitive spots. Right now liros mind was focused on one thing and one thing only. Getting her to do what he wanted. Lifting his and from her now taught undergarments he brought it back up to her shoulders and pride her nibbling teeth off of his shoulder lightly. Before dropping his hand to her chest once again, smoothing the soft mass there, He wanted to make her mind melt, but right now he had to melt her body first. And his current way of doing, was doing just that. Liro drew a finger down her front slowly. Before tracing it back up, hooking ehr chin lightly and pulling her back into another lingering kiss. His black blue pools of liquid fiery madness now seeping into her calm eyes,those olive green eyes were nod going to struggle to contain the beast within. His tools were many, and at that moment. They were all focused on one thing. bringing her to her melting point. Bringing his hand slowly back down her front he traced it between and over the soft masses on her chest and down to her naval before pressing a little lower to try to emphasise her want, her need, her lust...
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