A Drink and a Challenge (aesthetic_mojo)

[gradyforhire]

His hotel was a shithole. And it was still the best that the town had to offer. He hated the Balkans. He hated Cern. He was not having fun, in the least. Then he'd met Charlotte, who looked to offer a bit of a challenge and a way to take his mind off things

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[aesthetic_mojo]

She didn't pull away from him and she didn't scream. She did think his tie would cut through his skin for as hard as she held it. His cat's eyes were easily as stunning as the blue and less unexpected after the hints. They didn't really answer her question though. Or maybe it did. He made the sound because he was....something else.

Swallowing hard, she shifted toward his hand, twisting her hips. "Right. Cats purr. Got it." She licked her lips as she hooked her leg behind his neck and pulled his head back to her. "Anything else I need to know about what cats do?" Her voice was shaky, but much less shaky than she thought the situation warranted.

[gradyforhire]

He pressed his face back against her pussy, pressing his teeth against her labia again. He bit down on one of her lips and pulled a little, shaking his head. The fingers that had been on her shifted, pushing inside her.

The purr started again, louder now that he didn't have to hide it. Teeth and tongue alternated on her clit, nothing gentle about what he was doing.

[aesthetic_mojo]

Again his answer seemed less than conclusive, but after a moment it mattered not at all. She craved him. The sound he made seemed to multiply the pleasure he gave her. She bucked into his hand, her pussy clenching around his fingers. Every movement pulling harder against his teeth, she was right on the edge in no time.

She pulled hard on his tie again, dragging him against her. A moment later she cried out when she came. "Fucking HELL!"

[gradyforhire]

He sucked noisily at her when she came, tasting and drinking her in. He twisted his fingers roughly, working to draw out her climax. When she started to settle, he pulled back and growled as he licked his lips. "Delicious."

[aesthetic_mojo]

She finally released his tie, slowly unraveling her hand and flexing it. As blood returned to her fingers, she whimpered. That was the least of the ache. All the places his teeth scraped burned a little. "I'm so very glad you think so." She shuddered. "You are very good at that."

She glanced down at him for a moment, then closed her eyes tightly. "Fuck."

[gradyforhire]

"I thought you would never ask." He stood up and stripped. His body showed his years in the Marines and the time he was working on his own. Since he'd signed his soul away, he had not added any new scars, but the evidence of his former mortality still existed. A large scar on his side and one on his shoulder were the most obvious.

He climbed up on the bed and growled softly as he sniffed at her neck.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She opened her eyes when he moved away from her, almost afraid what she'd see in front of her. Discovering he presented her with a delightfully masculine body, more than delivering on the promise she'd felt when they walked, she made a pleased noise that didn't sound that different from his purring.

She scooted all the way back on the bed and put her hands above her head so her body was fully displayed to him. "You are beautiful, whatever you are." When he was against her, breathing hotly on her skin, she lifted to press against him. "Will you be as rough with me when you fuck me?" She made the question sound casual, careless.

[gradyforhire]

To answer her question, he forced her knees apart and climbed on top of her. His lips pressed to hers, he kissed her roughly as he drove himself into her. He started moving immediately, slamming into her with low grunts against her lips.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She only stayed in the kiss for a few thrusts, then she turned her head and pressed her teeth into his arm. Her hands went to his back, her nails dragging down his flesh to encourage him to use her even harder. She wondered what it would take to get that flash of power from him again.

[gradyforhire]

He growled thickly when she bit him, suddenly slamming into her. He got his knees up and started thrusting hard, faster. His teeth closed on her shoulder and pressed down, to the point of almost tearing the skin and drawing blood. One hand ended up in her hair, turning her head to the side so he could bite her even harder.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She found a new spot to sink her teeth into once he had her when he wanted her. She raked her nails over every bit of skin she could reach. If he took her blood she was sure as hell going to take some of his. The angle he found let him get deep inside her and she groaned.

[gradyforhire]

His teeth closed all the way and he tore at her skin. When he felt blood on his tongue, he lurched forward, driving hard into her as he yowled in pleasure. His thrusts, hard before, became brutal now, as the scent of her blood entered his nose, fueling him.

[aesthetic_mojo]

As the pain from his bite spread through her, speeding her heartbeat, she dragged her long nails hard enough over his back to break the skin. She had to let him know there was no way she wanted him to slow at all, despite the unholy noise he made.

[gradyforhire]

Her nails on her made him snarl into her neck. He had to pull away from her, tearing skin as he went. With his back arched, he slammed in her with fast, short strokes. He meant to make sure she had a reminder of this encounter. Each completed thrust ended in a grind. And a deep growl.

[aesthetic_mojo]

She moved her hands to his chest, recreating the deep lines on the front of him. Leaving her nails pressed hard against his skin, she got her feet up and lifted her hips to get him deeper. She was going to hurt like hell when they were done. Hurt beautifully.

[gradyforhire]

He looked down at her and growled, then he closed his eyes. He used their physical connection to his advantage and let his mind touch hers, very lightly. Do it again.