Awakening in passion [Kaie]

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Awakening in passion [Kaie]

Postby Skyard Underwood on November 23rd, 2016, 5:30 am

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The pair could be called the epitome of addiction; to one another as they spent nearly every moment together in close physical contact. The Lion could not keep his hands off of her, and she was so appealing that he wanted to make her quiver from head to toe. The couple had a habit of being spontaneous and lacked care for the opinions of others. Skyard was certain that neither of them cared if they were caught in the act. Lovemaking was beautiful, and a thing to be admired it created lives just as frequently as it destroyed them. If he were given the option, Skyard would remain at her side for all of eternity. She was a woman who never failed to surprise him, and when she began to strip him of his clothing as he did her Skyard made the process feel as natural as possible. His arms lifted simultaneously as to make the job easier on her, and as the tunic fell from his body to the ground a smile crept across his lips.

He locked eyes with his lover for a moment only to realize that she looked at him like she never had before. Her eyes could set a mans soul ablaze with all of their passion and lust. Skyard watched his lover as her lust unveiled part of her that he had not gotten to see before. The moment she turned her back to him, and he got the opportunity to feast his eyes on her rump; she backed into him and The Lion lost his mind. She had already removed all of the dusty books from the desk nearby, and made it obvious that she accepted his challenge. He did intend to please her until the days end, and knew that he would not stop until she could hardly move.

She returned his challenge with a challenge of her own, and Skyard chuckled a bit at her statement. He made it his business to respond without hesitation “I guess you'll just have to find out.” The Kelvic spoke slowly and in a hushed tone to his beloved woman. However, the moment he spoke she suddenly seized control of his manhood and shocked him to the core. A gasp exited his lips, and before he had time to react he found himself laid back across the desk that she had freshly cleared off for them. He could feel his heart beat become stronger; as if it would soon exit his chest cavity if it beat any harder. As he felt her fingertips journey across his flesh chills drove themselves up his spinal cord.

She had a habit of toying with him both mentally and physically. The moment he felt her teeth loose the strings of his pants yet another sigh exited his lips. The rise and fall of his chest began to increase, and his breath became short. Skyard sank his teeth into his bottom lip as she suddenly took the opportunity to lick away at what was perhaps the most sensitive area of his torso. Moans exited his lips with each and every tease she delivered. His lover intended to drive him to the brink of insanity with each and every passing tick. He wanted so badly for her to take him that he began to shudder.

She continued to play mind-games with him when she warned him to be quiet, and reminded him of where they were. Skyard however had no reason to care about their location; if someone were to interrupt he would continue for the sake of allowing them to enjoy the show and be envious of what they could not have. Majority of the men in the world would kill to have a lover like Kaie; She was ferocious, spontaneous, sweet, and bitter all at the same time. She was everything that a man could ask for, and far more than the typical man could handle.

The moment she took him in her mouth he could do nothing more than react instinctively. Kaie easily eliminated the possibility for him to think rationally, and withered away at his thought process the moment she sheltered his manhood in her hot oral cavity. Skyard could not describe the pleasure that she delivered to him consistently in words. Every single movement she made against him made his legs weak; he felt her tongue against his length and felt as if the entirety of his body would melt if she continued.

“K-Kaie.. Please..” Were the only two words he could muster whilst she took him to the absolute limit of euphoria. He wanted so badly to stir her innards that his jaws began to clench, and subconsciously his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug themselves into the wooden surface of the desk.

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Awakening in passion [Kaie]

Postby Kaie on November 26th, 2016, 7:47 pm

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It was wild. It was risky. The intensity of which his nails dug into the wooden desk fueled the Myrian's ego with comparable effect to that of a battlefield victory. Skyard had promised she'd be screaming his name that afternoon, destroying the tranquility to be found in a place of learning and intellectual pursuits. Yet there he was placed upon his back stuttering hers instead.

The Myrian glided up against his tense body in pursuit of his gaze. She cocked her head at him, leaned down, and slowly tugged back on his bottom lip while her hand slipped low to grasp him below. Her other hand brushed back through his platinum hair.

"What's the matter, love?" she purred quietly with lips at his ear. The hand on his manhood never lost its task of focus. Fiery amber eyes gave an almost condescending glance into his icy blues. "Do you want me to stop?" Her reaching hand traversed the length again with a quick, loose twist.

Teeth pulled at his ear lobe once more before she withdrew from his face with a peck to his cheek. The Myrian sat up upon her lover and let both her hands wander down to liberate the desk from his grasp. She guided them to her breasts first, placing her palms over his and squeezing them. Her hips adjusted themselves just over his.

"Just say when," Kaie taunted in a murmur once again, practically daring him to admit his breaking point. His hands upon her breasts were being guided again in the next moment. With hers over his, she moved them steadily down the length of her body. Then she halted them at her inner thighs and forbid them to navigate inward. Skyard's Myrian lover arched a brow at him.

How much more can you take?
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Awakening in passion [Kaie]

Postby Skyard Underwood on November 28th, 2016, 4:58 pm

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Just as swiftly as she took him in her mouth; his once endless ecstasy began to dull, and he regained take control of his breathing. Where his nails once dug into the wood of the desk he noticed trails which looked similar to animal claws across the desk. She stopped, and he felt the warmth of her nude figure against him until she reached his torso. His lover was more than capable of pleasing him, but he did make a very bold statement. Skyard was a man of his word, and the moment she teased him with words of challenge a smile swept over his aforementioned expression. He took a split-tick to think before he responded, and then parted his lips to speak.

“Stop? I'd never ask you to stop my love, but I did make a promise.“
Were the words of choice, and after he voiced them she positioned herself over his pelvis. Upon entry he could feel an intense warmth cradle him, and a lovely moisture that seemed to invite him. A nearly inaudible moan exited his lips, and unexpectedly he sat upright without disturbing her position. Skyard wrapped his arms around his Myrian lover as if to hug her, and began to thrust violently from below. Although she was on top of him; he knew that he had to take control of the situation. The pair fought for dominance each and every single time that they made love, and this time certainly would not be an exception.

He decided to stand, and unlike the day that they bound he would not allow his strength to feign in the wake of pleasure. With a look of determination in his eyes he began to increase the pace of thrusts, and his heart rate began to increase yet again. Skyard had managed to coil his arms around her so tightly that his chest pressed against her own. Instinct had taken over the Kelvic, and as a common display of dominance; Skyard tilted his head to the right, and used his forehead to gently force her head backward as to softly run his canines over the surface of her windpipe.

The collision of their flesh became so loud he would be surprised if no one heard the echoes of their affairs. However, he did not care about the consequences of their actions if they were to come any time soon. Skyard would absolutely love to get caught because of how loud they were being; after all that would only make the game more fun. Although he stated the rules of the game earlier they had both thrown the rules out the window. If she wanted to test his limits, and make him work in order to keep his word he certainly would not back away from her challenge. He removed his mouth from her windpipe for a moment in order to whisper to his beloved bond-mate.

“By nightfall, you won't be able to walk correctly.” Skyard whispered in her ear as he continued his thrusts at random paces in order to maintain unpredictability. At first they were fast and violent then they suddenly became soft, slow, and loving. However, in a moments notice that pace too was subject to change; Skyard began to walk forward in order to position her back against the wall while he continued to uphold her.

“As much as you're willing to give.”Skyard thought to himself almost as if to answer her question; like he could sense her thoughts for a moment. He was bewildered, and then immediately distracted from the random thought. The Kelvic decided to gently bite his lovers trapezius muscle, and attempt to control his breathing.

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Postby Kaie on November 30th, 2016, 4:02 am

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It had appeared that Kaie's seemingly concrete establishment of her dominance over Skyard caused a new stir of life in the Kelvic. More words of his promise purred from his lips, denying the defeating power of her antics. In his second awakening he seized her and rocked forth with arms wrapped around her bare back. She could feel the way his fingertips pressed tightly into her flesh, bidding her closer to his body while he asserted himself beneath her.

He wasted no more time with gradual progression of their intimacy. The Myrian woman's innards seemed to welcome him openly. Her body gave a soft shudder upon his entry. Finally what she'd wanted had been given to her, and if this was to be the trend of their appreciation and reciprocation, it was a gift Kaie wouldn't mind taking.

Like the feral creature he was, Skyard was at her throat again. The lion's teeth grazed along her flesh like a predator sizing their bite against vulnerable prey. Like many things, the animal could observe the advantage of his position. A quick bite and it would be over and done, but where would be the fun in that? Instead her lover was a man who cleverly chose to explore further with violent passion that was rivaled only with her own.

Their act was primitive. Their focus was set on none other than their pleasure. In the confines of that room and their embrace, there existed no world beyond them. No mess of parchment, books, and utensils spilled about the floor in their wake. No traumatized library goers listening to their lovemaking on the other side of the door while they bent themselves over an opened novel. All they cared for was the quickness of their breaths and the collapse of their bodies upon one another.

The only clothing that remained on either of their bodies was the leather headband Skyard had donned upon Kaie's head. The feathers that dangled from its side swayed with each of her bondmate's thrusts. Eyes closed and face turned toward the ceiling, the Myrian couldn't restrain a gentle moan to encourage his antics.

Before she knew it they were transitioning again. Skyard lifted her and dismounted from the desk so he might find a new brace on the room's far wall. Its surprisingly cool surface upon her back contrasted with the heat of their closeness, adding to the erotica that had taken their lives by storm since their bonding.

Kaie's legs wrapped tightly about her bondmate's back. He sunk his teeth into the space between throat and shoulder. The heat of his breath warmed the flesh at the mercy of his opened maw. The feisty Myrian did an odd thing in those next moments. Rather, it was what she didn't do that was utterly out of character. The warrior woman didn't battle him. She didn't seek any sort of escape that would place herself back on an imaginary podium.

This time Kaie merely moved her hips in time with his. Her nails dug into his back, drawing angry red lines down the length while she made noises of breathless affirmation in his ear. The feathers as blue as Skyard's eyes danced with their rhythm and the impact of her body against the wall resulted in steady, soft echoes. Just this once the Myrian resigned herself to his whim. After all, what better way was there to enjoy herself while seeing if the Kelvic's word was as good as he was in bed?
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Postby Skyard Underwood on December 5th, 2016, 11:25 pm

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Unexpected outcomes came one after another, and Skyard noted that the more their intimate adventure continued the less predictable she became. The collision of flesh combined with the gentle impact of her back against the wall echoed throughout the small room. The Lion suddenly felt her nails scratch away at his back ferociously, and for a moment he winced at the pain. However, the pain faded away in an instant and he continued to hammer away at her innards. She had finally submitted to his will, and again surprised the Kelvic as he continued to deliver his affections to the flesh of her neck, shoulder, collar bone and windpipe. His heavy breathing transitioned quickly into soft moans in her ear, and he changed their position yet again.

Rather than fight back she simply gave in, and Skyard took full advantage of the time provided to him. He took her to the floor, and remained on top of her with his knees bent and pressed against the hard surface while his once rapid thrusts became slow. He wanted to be gentle with her for a moment, and not rush their seemingly never-ending ecstasy. Nothing existed beyond the four walls of this room, and the desk; the movements of her hips synchronized with his seemingly doubling the pleasure on both ends. With each and every thrust he delivered to her he began to tremble ever so slightly, and he re-positioned his visage above her breasts.

In a split-tick the Kelvics maw was open, and he licked away at his beloveds mamilla as if they were delightful treats. He changed the position of his arms as well, and Skyards right hand found itself at her throat; fingertips gently coiled around her windpipe and his left hand grasped a hand full of his beloveds rump. He decided to tease her by giving her rump a firm smack while he began to change the pace of thrusts yet again and increase the speed. Skyard wanted to prove to her that he could be both gentle, and fierce on a whim. Animal instinct guided his movements, and forced him to be spontaneous even when he should not have been. The Library certainly was not a place for such intimacy, but who in the right mind could resist the advances of their lover; The feeling of warm breath against the flesh, The thrill of knowing they could be caught, or the intense feeling of pleasure?

If he were capable he would praise her at the top of his lungs, and Skyard began to believe Kaie would have a hard time ever disappointing him. Every single day that they spent together she pleased him beyond what he ever believed any woman would be capable of. Their bond provided Skyard with motivation to become stronger, and better himself so that one day he could join her side in the Jungle. The Kelvic took a moment to gaze out the window to his left and noticed that the sun began to set and it seemed as if they had only just begun. Yet, he came to the realization that time passing without warning always occurred when they made love.

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Postby Kaie on December 20th, 2016, 3:55 am

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Skyard once again proved himself a man of action and seized opportunity when it presented itself. His Myrian lover temporarily subdued, he turned and took her to the floor with all the grace a pair in the midst of lovemaking could hope to achieve. Animalistic movements reduced in speed to slow, gentle thrusts to change their pace.

The lion Kelvic leaned forth over the body he tended, using his mouth to continue to test the limits of his woman with further tease. Any hand about Kaie's throat other than her lover's would've sent her into a vengeful frenzy. Instead her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and amber eyes locked a lustful stare which searched the blue of his eyes. The gentleness of his love did not last for long. Once more he boasted a diversity of pace and skill.

The next chime transitioned them back into their previous rhythm. Her eyes closed and jaw went slack as though the familiar movements came as a pleasant shock. The rise and fall of Kaie's chest increased with the beat of her heart. Breath itself seemed to almost escape her entirely. The Myrian literally rose to the occasion, spine arching and hands wrapping about her lover's body.

If he couldn't sense his success through their body, he surely felt it in the physical reaction he elicited from his lover. Everything felt even more heightened than before. The high he gave her reached its peak, and the way Skyard finessed, only the most desirable outcome loomed near. Airy gasps in his ear turned to the sound of her calling out his name. Her body quivered and she crossed the brink, body still rocking along with his in his lap.

A fist hammered away at the door to the room the pair of loves had stolen away into. A flurry of loud Tukant roared from the other side of the door. Kaie's eyes snapped open wide, expression far more shocked than it should've been considering their location. She looked to the door, then at Skyard. Petch! Another round of Tukant erupted and the Myrian followed her instincts. In a rush she untangled herself reluctantly from Skyard's arms to brace her body against the door, hands tightly holding still the knob. Her initially panicked look back to her lover disintegrated into one of absolute mirth.

Restraining a laugh, Kaie's quick gaze searched the room and nodded toward pieces of clothing where they were strewn about the room. Whoever was on the other side seized the knob and tried to open the door, only to be met with Kaie's weak but so far effective resistance. The Tukant seemed far angrier in response which only caused the Myrian to need to fight more near uncontrollable laughter.
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Postby Skyard Underwood on December 20th, 2016, 6:31 am

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He brought her all of the pleasure that she required for the night, and much to his surprise Skyard had been able to keep his promise to her. Heavy breathing followed each and every one of his violent thrusts until she began to move in an unpredictable fashion. Her motions appeared almost involuntary, but as her instinct took over the pleasure had been mutual. Each and every time she spoke his name in her ear he gave his beloved Myrian soft moans in return. Their lovemaking could almost be called a wordless conversation between a pair that understood one another far too well. The collision of flesh grew increasingly loud, and then the sound he did not want to hear had finally come. A knock at the door which meant that their noise level finally attracted attention; because of the fact that everyone else had already gone. Their time had been up, and Kaie slowly but steadily began to remove Skyard from within her; Sky stood back as he heard what sounded like an angry Akalak on the other side of the door.

A chuckle exited his lips, but that did not mean he had forgotten how much danger they were actually in. If they were caught in this room for too long they would certainly be punished heavily; after all who has the courage to have intercourse in a public space? His eyes locked on to the center of the door, and Skyard closes his eyes for a moment. His breathing began to slow due to the fact that he was no longer pleasing his bond-mate. In a few ticks he began to visualize the Akalak on the other side of the door; they were naturally tall and large figures. Skyard took a moment to inhale and fill his lungs to their maximum capacity. Followed by a slow, and lengthy exhalation which he noticed helped slow his heart rate.

“Kaie... Get away from the door..” He spoke softly, and continued to concentrate for yet another moment. Skyard was not about to get caught and tossed off for having a bit of fun with his beloved woman. The Kelvic attempted something that he knew was dangerous yet again, but he did not care about how much danger he put himself in. He visualized his Djed in the form of a blue flame which concentrated at the center of his heart; at first the flame was large and then it became smaller and split off into several portions. The djed that was once a whole divided itself into each of his four limbs; Skyard thought that this meant he could launch four attacks, but then again knew that four attacks were not as effective as a single powerful attack.

He raised his right foot, and stamped the ground for a moment as the djed from his right leg shot upward into his right arm, followed by a stamp of his opposed leg, and Skyard brought his left arm in toward his sternum in a graceful motion whilst he flattened the palm. The Kelvic visualized the djed rocketing toward his right arm, and he finally took a step forward into the unknown. The Kelvic had no clue about how many men waited outside that door, but he did not care. If it meant protecting her he would fight for her freedom endlessly.

Skyard launched what he thought would be his most devastating attack yet, and with all of his strength he managed to burst right through the door. He quickly found himself in pain, and chose to ignore it for now; his jaw clenched as he landed on his feet on the opposite side of the thresh-hold. He made a swift observation as the first Akalak fell to the ground, and the second began to stagger backward in order to regain his balance. There were only two of them for now, and if they could be dealt with quickly enough he and his beloved would have time to escape. The sound of the breaking door could be heard even if a bystander had been outside the building. His Manhood inevitably swung from left to right and found itself colliding with his thighs, and both the akalaks wore a frightened expression on their faces.

“Two... Hurry!” Skyard spoke as he raised his left arm and flattened his palm whilst his right arm aligned with the flattened palm, and his hand clenched into a fist. His head turned toward his bond-mate, and he was almost certain that she could hear his thoughts in that moment.

“I'm ready when you are.”

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Postby Kaie on December 21st, 2016, 3:32 am

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Skyard seemed to take as much entertainment out of their predicament as she did. Another attempt at opening the door was just narrowly thwarted, but doing so had required all of her strength and body weight. It quickly became evident that an escape was not going to be easy. The threat of being caught, which had made their actions more enticing mere moments before, was now very real and present. The Myrian was trying to figure a way out, perhaps through the far window, when her bondmate murmured a command.

Kaie's brow furrowed. Get away from the door? she thought with confusion riddling her expression. Naked and perplexed, she did the counter-intuitive thing and chose to humor him. Skyard seemed to withdraw into himself. A flashback of a man in a Riverfall tavern being almost super-humanly destroyed by her lover served as the only foreshadowing to what came next.

The Kelvic stamped his foot. Kaie fled from his war path. Then the door and whoever stood behind it was blown back by Skyard's sheer, magic-enhanced force. With wide eyes and a momentary hesitation to guffaw, Kaie scooped up her discarded belongings. She barely had time to slide the loincloth up her hips before her focus was called back toward the door.

Petch!

The Myrian reached down toward the floor as she ran, nearly tumbling forward before she tossed Skyard's clothing at him before barreling through the open doorway.

Petch, petch, petch!

No malice was directed at her before, but gods could she sense the animosity now. The first Akalak clutched his head where he was grounded. Far from an immediate threat, Kaie sprinted past him toward the second Akalak who had just regained his balance. Sadly for him, he was about to lose it again.

The wide-eyed, half-naked Myrian launched herself at the blue man and drop kicked him with full force. The Akalak soared backward and landed brutally on his back with a wheeze. Kaie, having landed on her side, frantically found her feet and rushed between a set of bookshelves. "Get that ass moving!" the woman urged her lover, breasts bouncing freely in the open while she struggled to put on her vest mid-run.
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