I warned you about the monster that lives inside of me

Sep 26, 2006 00:49

[Continued from here]Lindsey's breath is hot and heavy in my ear, the warmth spreading over my neck and making me arch up towards him with want. His body is hard and heavy against mine, pinning me hard to the bed as I let a bit of control slip to him, the want and need for someone else to have the power becoming almost too much for me ( Read more... )

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rogue_lawyer November 13 2006, 23:02:26 UTC
She rocks up into me with almost primal need and this is so much more intense than anything we could have done last night. She's letting me see more of herself now, no longer hiding behind a mask of the girl that she thought I wanted her to be. She doesn't have to feel the guilt of what she's going to do... what she thinks that she has to do... and me, well, I'm always happier when my evening doesn't end up with me as somebody's late night snack.

I bite back a groan at the tight heat of her, sinking deeply into her as she moves under me, and I've got my fingers tangled so carefully in her hair, like I could actually hurt her if I moved too fast, pressed too hard. "I've got forever," she murmurs, and it makes me laugh, breathless and giddy. Yeah, this... this is what I've been craving all my life.

She braces herself under me and moves, and I've got my back to the mattress and a very smug Tara leaning over me before I know what’s happening. I'm given about a half second to catch my breath, and then she kisses me in a way that lets me know just who’s boss, and alright, maybe that turns me on a little more than it should. There’s something about struggling with things impossibly stronger than you… even if it’s a struggle like this… that makes a guy feel alive.

So I kiss her right back, snaking my hand around the back of her neck, the other holding onto her hips as she moves against me, and when her tongue slides over mine I arc up to her and bite, not hard enough to draw blood, just a little warning. There’s fire in my eyes when she looks at me and I know it. If you’re looking for a pet, baby, you’re gonna have one hell of a fight on your hands tryin’ to break me.

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sexytarawitch November 14 2006, 04:18:14 UTC
The passion and desire in his eyes almost throws me, but I take it all in and use it to further fuel my want for him. He keeps silent as I rock my hips methodicly against him, feeling him slip deep inside me before rocking back until I was almost off of him.

A soft moan escapes my lips as he grips onto me tightly, the pressure of his warm hands only edges me on, my knees tightening around his hips as I press myself as hard against him as I can. Licking my lips I bring my face down to his, finding his hands and threading my fingers through them.

I playfully pin him down to the bed and moan against his pulse. "You make me so weak Lindsey; want you so much. God, the feel of your blood is still in my veins. It's like you're under my skin. Want you." Pulling back slowly I start to drag my fangs lightly over his chest, feeling him shiver under me as I rock over him. "You're my perfect drug," I admit quietly, moaning and kissing his knicked flesh before I bring my kisses up to his lips. "Be mine."

There's a groan from his lips and I half playfully bite his lip, parting my own to slip my tongue over his. I purr softly when I feel his teeth on my skin again. "Yes, more. Please," I beg, pulling away from his lips and baring my own neck to his; I knew he couldn't really hurt me if I didn't want him to.

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rogue_lawyer December 2 2006, 04:13:17 UTC
She's got me pinned to the bed, ready to worship her whole-heartedly if she told me to, and I make her weak? My god, what a pair we make. Her fangs tease over my skin, making me groan through clenched teeth, and when my chest moves I can feel the sting of her teeth just barely scoring the surface of my skin.

"Be mine," she whispers, the same request as last night. As if I've really got a choice. As if I'd ever say no.

"Already," I gasp, rocking up against her, " I already am." I thought she would've known that, but I don't mind reminding her. Her teeth close lightly around my lower lip and I tangle my fingers in her long hair, keeping her close to me as we move together, everything getting a little hot and passionate. The realization goes through me like a shock... if she wanted to bite me now, I'd let her do it. (Is this why Lorne was so upset?)

She whispers for more, half a plea, half a command, and I'd give her anything right now. I move hard against her, so fucking turned on just watching her ride me, and I'm impossibly deep inside of her when I lift my hips with a moan. "Anything, baby," I swear, my fingers hot against her cool skin. "Anything, if it makes you feel good. I'm yours."

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sexytarawitch December 2 2006, 04:28:48 UTC
He has his hands everywhere at once, I can feel them hot against my flesh like he lit a match and ran it over my skin. I drag my fangs over his skin again and the words hit me deeply, the knowledge that I could hurt him feels like a punch and I close my eyes tightly, letting my face slip back to it's now human guise.

"Never hurt you," I whisper, realizing once again that I've lost everything - people and material things - except this man beneath me. His fingers dig into my skin as his hips buck up to mine, jolting me out of my thoughs and pulling a moan from my throat.

Purring softly I shift over him and shudder against his chest as he presses as deep into me as he can go. "Never stop," I pant, purring in his ear and feeling his fingers in my hair, his lips on my neck. "Want to feel you," I half beg, feeling his teeth graze lightly over my skin. "Please."

A slow smirk crosses my lips and I dig my hands into the sheets and rock my hips harder against him, feeling myself get closer to that edge and I feel determined to bring him with me. "Lindsey..."

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rogue_lawyer December 31 2006, 03:18:04 UTC
I close my eyes as the needle-sharpness of her fangs raise goosebumps on my skin, tilting my head to give her access and utterly losing myself to that delirium. She could leave me in limbo between pleasure and pain the way that Darla used to, tease me to the point of insanity so damn easy, but she doesn't.

I can feel her change back and I dazedly lift my hand to stroke her now-smooth cheek, looking into a perfectly human, perfectly beautiful face when I open my eyes. Flushed with pleasure like this, she'd fool anybody... if it weren't for the supernatural strength in her limbs as she moves against me, harder now as we near the edge.

There's whispers of half serious, half passion-fueled promises... she'll never hurt me, I'll never stop... and right at this moment I can let myself believe all of it. Even mindless with lust like this, I tell myself to remember that feeling. (The past be damned, we're living in the present, and the future should watch the hell out. We'll be okay if we stick together.)

She purrs my name and I buck under her as much as I can, biting my lip until I can nearly taste blood, wild for her. "Oh Christ, Tara... baby, please..." I'm so damn close, feeling the heat rush through me and knowing she can feel it too. I would let her drink, if she ever asked. I'd let her taste the fever in my blood and let her know without words just how much she effects me. Arching into her as the heat finally gets too damn much to bear, I've got her name on my lips as I come inside of her and my fingers digging hard into her smooth skin, every part of me straining to make her mine.

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sexytarawitch December 31 2006, 03:36:05 UTC
Feeling him pulse and throb inside me sends me barreling over that edge, my fingers break through the material of the sheets and I can feel the sweat on my back as the ink from his tattoo's make my skin tingle. "Oh God, Lindsey." His lip is swollen and I bend down and kiss him hard, sucking his lip roughly into my mouth as my nails drag hard over his skin.

Swallowing hard I rest my body heavy over him, running my hands through his hair and down his chest, feeling his heartbeat thunder in my ears as his fingers make idle trails over my skin. "Rest now, tomorrow we'll think of a better plan." I can almost feel how much Lorne doesn't want us here; I'm sure we can't be good for business with all of this...noise.

I hear his breathing become deep and slow; his heartbeat matching and showing a tell tale sign that he had fallen asleep. A small smile crosses my lips as I shift in the bed and pull the covers over us. Curling my body against him, I kiss his chest and find myself whispering against his skin just before I drift off in his arms. "It scares me how much of an effect you have on me..."

Only this time, I'm not running.

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