Symbols in the Sand (Kaie)

A pair find themselves reunited in the strangest way possible.

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Symbols in the Sand (Kaie)

Postby Skyard Underwood on July 10th, 2016, 2:48 am

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As the moments passed a new tale had been told; one without an immense brutality. Instead brutality had been temporarily replaced by graceful bliss filled moments. Her dominance continued to show through her body language. Skyard was not surprised in the least bit after their first encounter. Her lips felt amazing to the touch, and their warmth could steal a mans heart in an instant. He felt the woman as she laid her palm against his chest and it continued to move. Finally she grasped hold of his armor and adjusted her position to complement his. He did not want his lips to unlock from her own; not even for a moment but they did.

As he observed her actions she shoved him to the ground, and a dull thud could be heard as he impacted the sand. A bit of sand flew upward as he landed, and like before she straddled him and her bottom came to rest upon his pelvis. However, she shocked him with her next set of motions, and she specifically targeted key areas of his body. Firstly she kissed away at his throat, and Skyard was immediately driven mad. Each and every kiss she placed upon him felt incredible; like minute shocks that trailed along his skin. He was at a loss for words, and his breath drew short for a moment whilst she gently sank her teeth into his flesh at times.

Skyard refused to allow her to dominate him as easily as she had. He made the next move, and ran his fingertips along the woman's thighs. His hands explored her flesh as he trailed the tips of his fingers all the way up to her posterior. He grasped hold of a handful of her rump and felt how firm yet soft it was simultaneously. Whilst he released his grip with his right hand and continued the journey upward to the base of her spinal cord. He ran a single fingertip along the length of her spine, and aggressively tilted his head to the left so that he could give her affection of his own.

Skyard gently sank his teeth into the flesh of the womans neck in a playful manner and gave it a light tug before he released it. Just as suddenly as he ceased one motion he began another, and he kissed away at her windpipe. However he made the journey down toward her collar bone and left a trail of kisses along the way. His opposed hand which still held part of the womans rear end gave it a firm smack. Skyard chuckled a bit as he continued to run his finger upward until he grasped a hold of her hair. After he grasped hold of her hair he gave it a rather gentle and soft tug; he could compare her hair to that of the softest material in the world. Skyard admired so many things about her, but he knew that he would soon develop a relationship with her; one of brutality and pleasure all at the same time.

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Postby Kaie on July 10th, 2016, 3:31 am

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She could feel the competitive undertones breathing to life amidst their spontaneous romance, and like any true Myrian, she would bask in opportunity to showcase her dominance while reveling in his doting. Gooseflesh arose in the wake of his meandering about her skin, muscles gently tensing with each brush of his curious fingertips. The smack on her rear brought her smiling with mirth against the warmth of his chest. With a quick adjustment of his visage, Skyard began to make a case for himself: submission to Kaie would not come oh so very easily.

The man mirrored her earlier movements with finesse. Like a true-born predator, his jaws tugged at her vulnerable throat under the initial guise of kisses. A pattern of lips were pressed from her windpipe to her clavicle. Waves crashed behind them with a roar. Sand parted from their way with each movement of their bodies. Desire burned like a sword white-hot before its forging. Fingers locked in her hair gave a tug, guiding her head back to expose her to his affections. The Myrian woman closed her eyes and drew in a long, slow breath. She savored the tenderness of the moment. Then, she sought to ruin it.

Kaie moved downward, left hand slipping along the soft inner flesh of his arm, trailing up with the backs of her fingers past his wrist, until their fingers were lacing their hands together. She inclined gently toward him with parted lips. They locked upon his slowly at first, deceitful in their benevolence. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth, pulling at it as she broke their kiss before release. The Myrian woman smirked mischievously at him.

Her right hand navigated its way up along his armor, admiring the sensation of good leather-working against her touch. It found purchase with fingers wrapping around his throat, a light pressure applied while her visage dipped back down to join their lips. Hers moved against his more aggressively now, hungrier with the greater angle in the turn of her head. The fingers around his throat harmlessly curled.

I want to tear you apart.
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Postby Skyard Underwood on July 11th, 2016, 6:31 am

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She made a series of movements that were impossible for Skyard to predict. He enjoyed the fact that she was just as aggressive as he was. She was the flame, and he was the fuel; they practically fed off of each other. She continued to display her dominance, and he felt as if she would never give up until he submitted. The tension grew, and the entirety of the world disappeared instantaneously; everything beyond the pair showering one another in affection ceased to exist. Suddenly he felt the woman as she explored the flesh of his inner arm and interlocked fingers with him. His breathing only continued to increase in pace; he tried to calm himself and slow himself down, but he simply could not. He was incapable of self control, and his instincts overcame him entirely.

Whilst she came forth again to kiss him yet again; she surprised him and gently sank her teeth into the flesh of his bottom lip. He felt the light tug, and let out a rather subtle moan followed by short lived breaths as she released and smirked at him. She drove him mad, and he could not get enough of her touch. He wanted more, and he wanted the battle for dominance to continue until one of them finally gave in. Skyard knew that he had to be the victor, and decided to take a drastic measure and just as he gathered his train of thought it was broken. She coiled her fingers around the circumference of his throat, and attacked him with multiple kisses.

In a swift motion Skyard sat upright with her still atop him and their lips still locked only to change their roles. He wanted to be atop of her, and he gently threw the woman against the sand as his knees landed just below her rump. It was his turn to take control of the situation, and he did not bother to waste a single moment of his time. A short lived smile crept across his visage as he locked eyes with the woman yet again. He immediately brought his cranium forward, and targeted her windpipe again; however this time rather than kiss her he decided to experiment. With parted lips his tongue extended and the tip of his rather hot oral muscle explored the length of her windpipe.

Along the journey of the young ladies flesh he made an effort to ensure that his fingers remained intertwined with her own. While his opposite hand was used to trail along his index finger until he reached the button upon her vest. He immediately opened the vest without even a hint of effort, and continued the descent toward her womanhood. His tongue followed each and every motion his finger did; he made a stop and kissed away at the woman's navel. He sat upright again for a moment, and the journey his fingertip took along the womans flesh ended upon her inner thigh. Finally Skyards incredibly warm palm rested mere inches away from what he truly desired.

I will make you mine

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Postby Kaie on July 11th, 2016, 11:18 pm

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His moan fueled her ego, fanning the burning desire that was starting to possess her body and mind. The increasingly rapid rise and fall of his chest was the only tide that existed within the world, and the Myrian would find satisfaction riding every wave this encounter had to offer. Skyard's body surged upward to search for a new advantage over her. The sand hissed as her back made impact with it, recoiling again when Kaie arched her spine with each tongue-infused kiss he imprinted upon her.

Now it was her turn to revel in the tease. She dared to let her eyes close. The single button upon her leather vest was easily pried away, exposing her bosom to the platinum-blonde man so that his longitudinal exploration might continue. The heat of his palm found the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Her hand squeezed within the grasp of his own, breath momentarily catching.

Amber eyes flashed wide open, lust evident within the fiery color of her stare. Her free hand reached up, catching the collar of his armor and tugging him down atop her again. Her lips sought to lock with his once again, to remember the forbidden sweetness of his taste. Her left leg crossed over his right as he mounted her. Her left hand rested upon his shoulder while the right slipped from his grasp to cup behind his neck. Then, with a buck of her hips over her left shoulder and a good grip on his too, the Myrian succeeded in dominating him once more.

With Skyard landing on his back in the sand, Kaie sought to maintain her control. The wind flapped open the ends of her vest as she broke away from their kiss, revealing her breasts to the man as she slipped lower in his guard. Assuming his previous position with knees in the sand between his legs, the Myrian girl showed no shyness as she watched his face, fingers loosening his waistband. Kaie glided forward up past his legs again to place her lips beside his earlobe, breath turning as excited as his. Her heart was like a wild beast in her chest as one of her hands reached down to begin stroking him below.
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Postby Skyard Underwood on July 12th, 2016, 8:10 pm

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Skyard thought he had control of the situation, and grew confident in himself for a brief moment. However, he swiftly realized that his temporal dominance would be short lived as she squeezed his hand tightly for a brief moment. After his longitudinal journey of the womans flesh ended and he saw her spine arch multiple times she fueled his lust. She surprised him and grasped hold of his collar for a moment and as she locked lips with him again the blissful moments only intensified. Each and every passionate touch felt as if it lasted an eternity. Time passed without either of the pair noticing the change; Synas embrace only continued to warm the entirety of the area they fought for dominance upon. Skyard felt addicted to her touch, her taste, and her scent and he knew that she had to be kept around at all costs.

Just as swiftly as his train of thought began it ended with his back upon the ground. Skyard had been shocked the moment her vest opened as she unlocked lips with him. He saw the tender looking flesh of the young ladies breasts. The Kelvics jaws clenched in an attempt for him to exercise even a hint of self control, but he knew that he did not have to control himself anymore. His facial expression changed, and the skin of his visage became a light crimson color. He blushed a bit as she did not hold back at all, and loosened his waistband. He knew the moment of truth had finally arrived, and he was just as eager as she to get started upon their sexual adventure.

As she placed her lips beside his earlobes, he could hear her now excited and intensive breathing. As she stroked away at his stiff shaft his eyes widened. She took him by storm, and seized the opportunity to pleasure him first. Skyard inhaled and exhaled rather slowly, and a soft moan exited his lips yet again. He immediately responded and grasped hold of both the womans breasts simultaneously and proceeded to fondle them before he removed his right hand. He intended to use the other hand to return the favor that she had done for him.

He swiftly sat upright, and allowed his hand to explore the womans loincloth. He did not hesitate to gently slide in each and every one of his digits. Skyard felt the heat of her womanhood against his fingertips, and he proceeded to caress it in a series of circular motions. He felt for her button and swiftly found it as well; he used his index finger and thumb to caress it individually. Whilst the remainder of his hand continued to caress her flesh. Skyard knew that he would not win the battle for dominance against her; after all when they first met she was the most wild and mysterious person he had ever encountered. She had won from the moment their spontaneous romantic battle began, and Skyard simply would not admit it.

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Postby Kaie on July 21st, 2016, 3:56 am

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Things were moving all too quickly yet time felt as though it was a construct of little importance. Everything around them might as well have frozen in place. Perhaps it wouldn't have bothered them if the whole world burned, swallowing them whole as they ignited with it until nothing were to exist afterward but oblivion.

For now she would let these moments they shared consume her, bind her to this beach with the shiver of delight that branched through her body at the sound of his moan in her ear. His manhood stood stiff against her advances in testament to his pleasure. His hands cupping her exposed breasts only spurred the rush of lust that was beginning to control her body and mind.

Skyard met her again as he sat up, fingers searching past her loincloth to return the favor she was continuing to do for him. His movements told a tale of experience and sexual prowess. The Myrian woman bit her lip, battling the sounds that threatened to escape if she lost herself to his skillful touch. Yet it would prove to be a battle hard won. With each caress he granted her, Kaie increased the gentle intensity of her control over the area of his loins. Her resistance gave soon after in the form of heated breaths and a soft moan in his ear. However, this gesture neither meant she was satisfied or that she was finished with this not-so-stranger.

In a tick she flipped her switch again. Amber eyes glazed over to make way for a focused intensity of vehemence and fervor. The Myrian's hand worked her companion's waistband down to free his manhood from the constraints that clothing provided. She guided him past the simple design of her loincloth to enter her, inhaling sharply as her body welcomed him. Her fingers laced within his oddly colored hair and she buried her attention in his throat with more kisses, hips beginning a slow gyration as their bodies finally became privy to the closeness they had so strongly craved. Her other hand against his back pressed her breasts against his chest.

As the gentleness to her affections yet again began to fade with the increased speed of her hips moving upon his where they sat, those fingers pressed to his skin would eventually curl to nails to leave light marks upon his porcelain flesh.
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Postby Skyard Underwood on July 21st, 2016, 6:34 am

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Each and every moment passed incredibly slowly; every time she touched him he felt as if waves of pleasure crashed against his flesh. After she thwarted his multiple attempts to dominate her he had finally submitted. She was no ordinary woman, and Skyard wanted to do everything in his power to make sure that she would not leave the beach walking upright. As she moaned in his ear he only grew more excited, and his lust intensified. His manhood became incredibly stiff, and his body practically begged for more of her touch. His body trembled as she swiftly made yet another series of movements that surprised him beyond belief.

As she inserted his manhood he inhaled rapidly, and a more audible yet soft moan exited his lips. Her insides were incredibly warm, and so moist that he could compare them to a hot spring. His body trembled slightly harder as she gyrated her hips. The moment she covered his throat in kisses his breath grew short. With her breasts pressed against his chest he felt as if they were connected in a far deeper fashion than he initially intended to be.

With each and every gyration of her hips he slowly but steadily followed the motion with several slow thrusts of his hips. He felt her nails lightly dig into his flesh, and with that she drove him mad ; whilst she increased the pace of her gyrations. Skyard chose to grasp hold of the womans rump yet again, and grip it firmly. The warmth of her incredibly soft flesh felt almost unrealistic in his hands, and yet it was still firm. He suddenly felt something that he had not felt in an incredibly long time; and he could hear his heart as it hammered away beneath his chest cavity.

He was suddenly hit with a surge of adrenaline which felt like temporal empowerment, and he slid his hands to the underside of her knees. Skyard uplifted her rather swiftly and continued to thrust away as the pleasure only grew more intense. He brought forth his cranium, and tilted it forward in order to sink his teeth into the flesh of the womans shoulder gently. He heard the brief sound of their flesh as it collided multiple times. Skyard certainly was not the strongest individual, and he knew that he could not possibly keep the position for long. However, he wanted to please her and ensure that she would leave satisfied.

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Postby Kaie on July 22nd, 2016, 3:50 am

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The warmth of his body as it pressed against her provided an exhilaration outside the thrill of violence. Lips pressed to the side of his neck detected the quickened pace of his beating heart. His hands gripping her rear gave greater motivation to please and enforce her control. Skyard, seized by the moment that held them both willingly captive, suddenly surprised her by raising them from the beach with a stand. A wicked smile broke across her features in light of his showmanship. The Myrian locked her legs around his hips, feigning surrender in the form of a head tilted all the way back while teeth sunk into her vulnerable flesh.

Mere chimes ago her day had turned from one full of hope to one of absolute darkness. Shame. Hopeless. Her mind assaulted itself with punishments for her self-perceived cowardice. All had spun around, around, around, and the Myrian recognized only one way to make it stop and preserve what she knew herself to be. Skyard had offered himself a willing victim, and like any Falyndar savage, she saw, she coveted, and she conquered through force and willpower alone. Sex could prove to be a battle just as fierce as one fought with brandished steel, and Kaie would accept no outcome other than the one in which he would submit to her will. And she would enjoy every gratification that came along the way.

The sunkissed woman could feel the limited strength of the young man's body beginning to waver, and rather than permit him any sort of frustration in his inability to keep up his standing feat, the Myrian broke their rhythm to dip one of her heels down to force one of his knees to bend until they were back down in their previous position. Two bronze hands shoved roughly at his chest, forcing him to the ground where she could command him as she wanted.

The rhythm of their bodies began synchronizing with the racing of their hearts. She took his hands in hers, trailing them along her body up past her thighs until they were trapped in hers over her breasts. All the while she continued to rock with him inside her. Kaie could feel her breath beginning to catch, eyes daring to be closed with a soft tremble that threatened to take her.
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Postby Skyard Underwood on July 22nd, 2016, 5:28 pm

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The moment had finally come, and she had forced him in to total submission. Following his inability to keep her upheld she took the opportunity to dominate him yet again. However, this time she practically immobilized him with the way that she positioned herself. As she trapped his hands within her own, and guided them across her flesh and onto her breasts he'd given in. He remained inside her the entire time their sexual warfare continued. Several short lived moans exited his lips in a series of various tones as she took away his control. Never once had there been a time in his life that he ever found himself submitting to a woman. Each and every single other case the woman allowed him to take control, but Kaie was far different.

Skyard could only compare Kaie to the mightiest warrior that he had ever known. From the first day that he met her he knew she was far beyond “normal”. She was an exceptional lover, and had an intense look on her visage each and every time he locked eyes with her. The womans incredibly soft, warm breasts felt amazing in his hands. He chose to play with them a bit more this time, and used both his index fingers and his thumbs to play with her nipples. Each and every time she rocked against his manhood it felt amazing. His body trembled slightly with her motions, and the sound of colliding flesh grew a bit louder as he too rocked his hips to the best of his ability.

He came to the beach with the intention of investigating what went on with the ship. Only to find a woman from his past, and to have an incredibly enjoyable reunion. Her motions were impressive, and she had to have been far more experienced than he was. Her insides felt as if they wanted to take his manhood with her. With each and every stroke he grew even further intoxicated with pleasure, and felt what were practically waves of pleasure. His breaths slowed down, and yet his heart only continued to race. His breaths became drawn out, deep and audible; each and every breath had been followed by brief moans.

Skyard quickly realized that she was the most beautiful woman that he had ever encountered. Her hair fluttered about violently with each and every one of her movements. He watched as her rump bounced against his pelvis, and no longer bothered to resist. His eyes closed briefly, and his level of lust only continued to rise. The Kelvic hoped that their blissful moments would never end, and knew that he never wanted to let go of the young woman.

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Postby Kaie on July 26th, 2016, 3:56 pm

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Sweet, sweet surrender...

Like their unruly spar a lifetime ago, the fight put up by the unique man beneath her was not quick to be quelled. His inborn desire for dominance over his lover had been palpable from the moment they had locked lips on the beach. Yet it was clear he had never laid with a woman whose people did not subscribe to the reign of men, and the Myrian woman had no qualms over schooling him in the alternative world that had shaped her deep in the jungles of Falyndar.

As Skyard rested beneath her offering soft moans to voice his delight in her movements, Kaie could feel the swell of victory that further motivated her passions. With the closing of his eyes, she could feel him submitting to her will and giving up his reigns. The euphoria felt between their physical intimacy and the securing of near total control was intoxicating.

His touch had stimulated almost every part of her, body and soul; and somehow it felt as though a fleeting embrace had the potential to dig its roots within her. A chance that a day might come in the future where she might flashback to the sensation of rough sand upon their bodies and the lustful eagerness that came with each touch. The briefest notion was one to perhaps ponder over in a time in which she was less encumbered.

Kaie turned her visage skyward, eyes closed as she focused on nothing but the ways in which his hands enjoyed her. Moans escaped her parted lips. As time continued to pass, she could feel the building of pleasure from their lovemaking within her that would soon desire final release. The gyration of her hips upon him quickened toward that certain, satisfying end.
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