Who Love's You Baby...

Apr 21, 2005 15:14

If I could feel the temperature of the air, it would send a chill to my soul... if I had a soul that is. Instead I have the feeling of tight leather against my skin, of heavy boots at my feet and a nagging voice in my head telling me that what I do is wrong, and that I don't deserve any of it ( Read more... )

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sexytarawitch April 23 2005, 14:15:34 UTC
She waited before she moved to me, I kept my eyes on her, watching her movements. They were slow and deliberate...like a preditor.

A smile crossed my lips when I realized that things infact did just become more fun. Maybe this place wasn't as boring as I first thought.

Well, at least this one was fun.

I stayed still as she circled me, moving closer, a small grin crossed my face when I felt her brush up against me. I wondered what it would be like to feel her skin against mine instead of her leather against my dress. The idea sent shivers down my spine and a tingle between my legs.

Hmmm...I should see...no, I should make her take care of that.

A growl escaped my throat when she grabbed my hair, making my head pull back. Her lips on my skin, I licked my lips as my body filled with lust. Fixing myself I looked at her in front of me, giving her a wicked grin.

"Mmm.. but the wicked things have all the fun."

I grinned at her and it was my turn to taunt her, slowly I started to circle her, much like she did me. I flittered my fingers over her back and then up to her shoulders, down her arms till I laced my fingers with hers and leaned forward, pressing my body flush against her back, pressing firmly against her and making sure she could feel all of my body. Maybe even hard enough to feel my piercing...

"Good thing I'm wicked..." I purred in her ear, running my tongue over her ear before bending my head just slightly and running my tongue on her neck, sucking her flesh into my mouth and moaning as I wrapped my arm around her waist.

Hmmm I wonder if this one plays or likes being the game...

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make_you_bark April 23 2005, 20:30:32 UTC
Her arm twined around my waist as she drew in closer to me. Just like a good girl should. Stick close to those that can protect you. I can protect her... make her mine. All mine to have and to hold.

Her tongue was hot raking across my neck until I felt the draw of her lips around flesh. I could hear the mewls beneath my ear coming from deep within her. My jaw slackened a bit and my eyes rolled up beneath closed lids.

"Good thing I'm wicked..."

The corners of my mouth slowly curved up into a wicked grin and the sound of her words. I hadn't had anyone new to play with in days. All my old toys had broken long ago, and no one would share. Puppy was boring. It was always the same. Burn and scream. Scream and scratch. Didn't let me try new things either. Besides I had already made Puppy scream tonight. I was ready for new games.

I raked my nails across her arm encircled around my waist. Slowly letting them snag upon the fabric. Once I reached the crook of her elbow I brought them back to to her fingers. Cold tips painted blood red. I laced my own fingers into hers and clutched her palm tightly. In a swift move I lifted her arm above my head and turned to face her.

I stared into the blue ocean orbs that locked onto my own. Tranquil seas of hostility and desire. It was hypnotic and intense all at once.

"So does this wicked thing want to play?"

Without waiting for a reply I pressed my lips to hers pulling her bottom lip between my teeth gently. I let up the tender bite only to force my mouth atop hers assaulting her lips with a fevered heat and anticipation. I knew the games that could be in store for us. Wicked games full of sin and naughty things that Puppy would never do.

My tongue flicked atop her teeth for a fleeting moment before I pulled away a pout on my lips enforcing the sadness that I was about to have if she didn't want to play. She was sweet and I wanted to taste more.

"So... do you want to?"

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sexytarawitch April 26 2005, 00:48:21 UTC
A gasp escaped my lips when she spun around, facing me. A slow grin crossed my lips and I moaned softly. Daddy would like this one, so pretty and so wicked. But I liked her for me, and me alone.

My eyes locked with hers and all I saw was death and destruction, that only made me want to do naughty things to her even more. The lust that rolled off of her was only matched by my own and hell did I want to do wicked things to her, I wanted to see what wicked things she wanted to do to me just as much.

Before I could respond to her question her lips were on mine and I melted into the fierceness of the kiss, kissing her back just as deeply. I flicked my tongue over her lips when she bit my lower lip, getting a soft groan from me.

She pulled away and pouted, I just wanted to devour her lips again seeing the bottom one so put out, it begged for my tongue and teeth. A slow feral grin came to my face and I took her hand, lacing my fingers with hers and leaned in, kissing her lips softly, teasing her. "Lead the way..." My eyes met hers and I whispered as if to keep a secret. "Do you have a naughty play room too? Or do you like to just take wicked things wherever you wish pretty Red?"

I couldn't help but grin when she licked her lips, her grip on my hand tightening as she lead me away. Now this seemed like fun.

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make_you_bark April 26 2005, 08:17:00 UTC
Her words filled my ears and pricked up the good parts of my curiosity. Plus she called me pretty. I liked that. Made me feel special. All shiny and new, depsite being quite dirty and not so new at all. My fingers cool and slender coiled around her wrist and slid into place between her grip.

Oh the fun I would have tonight. Puppy would be jealous, if he cared like I wanted him to. I could show him my new wicked thing, but then he might get those ideas in his mind. Can't let Puppy get his hopes up. Just because I find someone new to play with, he can't think he is safe.

Puppy is never safe. Not from me. He was bad, and has to pay. Warning the little white hats and their boring talking. It was rude. He had to learn. Clinging to her hand I criss-crossed the street, pacing trying to find the perfect place to play games.

Everywhere was so boring. I wanted something fun, something new to do. All the buildings were all closed up. Trying to keep me out. I pouted, they thought they could keep all their little possessions protected behind bars and boards. Shiny things that sparkled in the moonlight, could adorn my new sinful girl. I could redress her in whatever I chose, or even if I chose nothing at all. Bask in the pale light that her flesh gave off under the stars.

My eyes lit up when we finally came to a place I had recalled from before. Before when I was normal and ordinary. This place gave me a temporary peace, and now I wanted nothing but the pleasure of chaos.

The pleasure of her.

My lips curled into a wicked grin and my hand dropped from her fingers. I took a few heavy steps toward the door tilting my head trying to see if it was easier to go through the door or the window. A twist of the knob and the door was off the hinges. So simple. Turning around to face her I backed slowly into the shadows of the room.

The scents were filling the room. Sweet and thick, the aroma was filling my mind with memories of over caffeinated movements, and and odd euphoria. I wanted that. That buzzing feeling. I wanted her to give it to me though.

She stepped slowly into the darkness where I was already waiting. I grabbed her quickly and tugged her toward the counter. Pushing her back against the marble edge of the top I pressed against her. Trying to remember her scent. Trying to block the other smells from the air, but all they did was make her smell that much sweeter to me.

My hands passed across her until they rested at her hips. Her eyes locked with mine as I helped her onto the counter. Her knees rested at my sides as I pulled her to the edge, closing the gap between us. My fingers slid up beneath the hem of her skirt and moved quickly along her skin up toward the join of her thighs.

I felt her hands move into my hair and tuck gently behind my ears and tipping my head up to her before she leaned down to press her lips to mine. With her lips to mine, and my hands hidden beneath the velvet of her dress I was swimming in desire. My palms rested atop her thighs and my thumb inched down a bit to being slowly rubbing across the satin of her panties.

I pulled back from her mouth grinning up at her, beaming with a bit of pride that I had found her.

"You are going to belong to me."

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sexytarawitch April 27 2005, 02:25:32 UTC
A coffee house? Well, former. Hmmm, had possiblity's, one would hope.

I just grinned at her as her hands went over my body, sending tingles down my spine. I could get used to this. I reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear before giving it a firm grip and pulling her to my lips for a deep and hard kiss from where I was sitting on the counter.

"Ohhh, naughty Red." I purred softly as I felt her fingers slip beneath the material of my dress, her fingers against my thighs sending tingles up my spine when I felt her fingers against my thighs, then traviling further up till she had her fingers pressing against my 'good girl' panties.

"You are going to belong to me."

I quirked a brow at her and tightened my grip in her pretty red hair. "You sound so sure of your self pretty Red." I purred softly, leaning in and flicking my tongue over her lips. "What makes you so sure I won't make you mine?" I grinned at her and grabbed her hair tighter in my hands, pulling her up and kissing her hard, biting her lip just enough to make it bleed.

A soft moan escaped my lips as I pulled her even closer as I tasted her blood in my mouth. I gently ran my fingers through her hair, keeping her close to me as my tongue brushed over hers.

I cried out when I felt her fist her hand in my hair, pulling my head back and licking my neck, turning my gasp into a moan. "Ohhh...games..." I heard her growl and force me to look at her. All I could do was grin. Ohhh, playtime.

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make_you_bark April 27 2005, 07:21:33 UTC
On tip toes I leaned up toward her kisses. Sweet and sinful just like she was. I pulled my hands from beneath her dress and took a handful of her hair. Tried to trick me into thinking that I was the toy? Shame on her for being bad. I would show her. I gave her head a gentle tug and brought my tongue to her skin.

"Ohhh...games..."

I let out a low gritty growl against her neck. She was learning. Her eyes locked with mine and she had a wicked smile. I backed up from her for a moment and planted my palms atop the counter beside her, and in a swift move I lifted myself onto the marble top. My leather pants clung to the top for a moment as I straddled it.

I took my hands to my girls shoulders and spun her towards me. Lifting her legs atop my thighs I pulled her close to me. My boots thunked along the side of the counter and her eyes danced wildly as she looked at me. I drew air inward. Unneeded, but still fun.

Tucking my hands beneath her thighs I began to lean her back onto the marble. She let her elbows rest behind her for support. Once she was settled I slipped my hands back beneath the length of her skirt. Fingers gliding slowly along her flesh until they found the sweet spot they had played with earlier.

Satin covered her, and my fingers tucked into the tops, and began to slide them off her form. When they were as far as I could drag them her legs lifted teasing me with a glance at her goodies. My eyebrow arched as I finished the path of the panties off of her body and into my palm. I held them out.

"So today is Tuesday. I had almost forgotten."

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sexytarawitch April 28 2005, 08:17:14 UTC
I couldn't help but grin when she climbed up onto the counter with me, her body close to mine as she pulled me evern closer. A low moan escaped my lips as my eyes watched her intently.

"Ohhh..." I felt my skin tingle like I was alive - thankfully I wasn't - when her hands ran over my skin, pulling my legs to her, giving her access to parts of me that I'd never given away as a mortal.

I bit my lip and arched when her fingers ran along my skin under my skirt, tugging on my panties and leaving me bare to her. A slow smile crossed my lips when she looked at them. Yes, such innocent panties for a naughty little thing like me. Least that's what Daddy says.

"So today is Tuesday. I had almost forgotten."

I laughed. "Apparently, the girl I ate last night was wearing them, Daddy wanted me to wear them." I leaned in towards her and whispered against her lips. "He likes when I'm a dirty girl." I grinned at her and pulled her towards me for a deep kiss, moaning softly when her hands started to run under my dress again. Seems like little red wants to play now.

Leaning back on my elbows I give her a slow smile. "Yes, pretty girl? I see wicked plans in your eyes." I gazed at her with half lidded eyes. "I love wicked plans..." Licking my bottom lip slowly I looked her over. "What are yours dear Red?"

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make_you_bark April 29 2005, 05:29:12 UTC
Such a good girl. She does as she is told. How adorablely sinful. The panties drop silently onto the floor and my hands glide back up under the velvet of her skirt.

Fingertips walking slowly inching up her. She is so close to me. Thighs resting atop mine. Eyes dancing across my face, I can feel her watching me. I don't look up at her instead my eyes maintain a look of pure innocence at her question.

Innocent and filthy. All good things waiting for me. Nothing is innocent though, and she knows it as soon as my fingers brush against her heat. Warm and soft, wanting.

"Plans? Who has time for those...."

I let the back of my hand tease gently atop her. Barely enough pressure for her to know that I am there. Faint enough for her to realize how much more I could give her. If I only wanted to.

Oh but I did. I was getting tired of teasing her. I just wanted to rip her skirt off her hips and press my face against her naughty parts. Delve my tongue between her and make her scream only my name. The thought of it all was making me antsy. I hate being antsy. Got my skin all itchy and hot.

My feet started to thump harder against the sides of the counter the longer I thought about the wicked things I wanted to do. My grin spread wider as my mind raced with the dirty things I wanted to hear from her lips. Her perfect pout.

"Enough games."

My chin dipped and I locked my gaze to hers. The tips of my fingers barely brushing between her thighs pressed hard against her exposed flesh. I found the sweet spot nestled between her legs and pushed into her. Warmth surrounded my finger and her gasp filled my ears. I felt her tighten a bit around me, and my own loins quiverred a bit at the sound of her pleasure.

"I am ready to play..."

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sexytarawitch April 29 2005, 21:47:48 UTC
"Plans? Who has time for those...."

I grinned at her, watching her every move and feeling my body get tenser with anticipation with each teasing motion of her fingers, making me want her more and more with each moment. Naughty little thing she was, I like it.

I heard her feet tapping against the counter like a missing heartbeat, my eyes opening when I heard her speak. A slow smile crossed my lips as my eyes locked with hers, her teasing fingers under my skirt and sending chills down my spine. The hem of my skirt covering her arm so I didn't know what or when to expect anything, the waiting was making my body hum, waiting to know what she was going to do next.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I arched my back to her, her finger deep inside me. "Ohhh..." I bit my lip and moaned softly, my body tightning against her finger, wanting more.

"I am ready to play..."

I nodded silently, my eyes still with hers as I rocked my hips against her hand, gripping the counter and crying out with each movement of her finger. "Ohhh playing games with the new blond toy..." I purred softly, closing my eyes and throwing my head back as she addd another finger inside me.

A low murmur of words escaped my lips as she continued to move her fingers, her hand brushing against my clit every so often and making me shudder. I bit my lip hard again, a loud moan escaping my lips as I looked down at her, kneeling between my legs with her fingers inside me.

"Sinful..." I murmured, gasping when I felt her quirk her fingers up, making me gasp.

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make_you_bark May 2 2005, 07:49:07 UTC
She was enjoying my movements within her, and I was trying to find new ways to make her moan. Each movement I made a new sound came out of her. She was too much fun. Like a toy that I wanted to pull the string of until it broke.

I withdrew from her for a moment only to pull my legs beneath me, the heels of my boots digging into my ass as I perched between her legs. My fingers went back into her and again a new noise cut through the air.

I wanted to count the naughty things I could make her say. Like it was a game, but instead I simply kept pressing into her. Hooking my fingers upward to rub against the tiny ridged surface in her.

I can hear her sounds, but I am more focused on my own actions. I bring my elbows down resting them on the counter as I let my legs slide out from beneath me. My thighs lay flat atop the counter and my feet swagger above me, as I lay on my stomach taking observant notes about her as she wriggles against my hand wanting more.

"Aww, does my pretty thing want more? Don't worry I have more games to play with you. Can I make you scream my name? I think I should try."

I pull my hand from beneath her skirt and reach around her legs to grip at the edges of the waistband. Inching up on my stomach I get closer to her sex and give the skirt a nice yank. Her hips lift to give way to my undressing of her and when I realize I am going to have to move I get frustrated. I want the skirt off her now. So I ball my fists with material and give it a rip. From the top to the hem it splits wide open, and falls along the sides of the counter.

"Much better. Now about my games. Willow is going to want to hear her name pretty soon. Are you a good screamer?"

I watch as she chews her lower lip nodding her head in agreeance. My mouth curls into a wicked smirk before my mouth presses against her heat. My tongue darts out between my lips and presses between the folds of her sex. Parting them with my tongue I glide along the saturated skin upward to the swollen hood above her clit. My mouth takes it in pulling gently letting my teeth rub against it a bit. My mouth opens a bit wider allowing my upper lip to stay rested upon her aching throbbing button, while my tongue laps at the wetness in her.

Latching my mouth onto her suckling onto her flesh a moan hums onto her pussy, sending a tiny spasm into her core. I let my mouth stay at her warmth holding her in my mouth pulling her into me.

My hands snake up her legs as my own feet still swing freely in the air behind us. They wind down her thighs until they are perched beneath my chin poised in position to make her scream my name. I let the tips of my fingers rest teasingly on her opening.

She knows I am there, she can feel it and her hips sway a bit trying to force me into her.

Naughty girl.

Finally I give into her demanding hips and press into her with my fingers. Hard and fast I enter her and allow my tongue to flicker across her clit at the same time.

Mmm.. she is gonna scream.

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sexytarawitch May 2 2005, 23:34:07 UTC
Her fingers move inside me with slow and determined movements and I think that I'm going to pop any minute if she keep's it up. I bite my lip so hard that I almost taste blood in my mouth, gasping and writhing as she teases me with her naughty fingers.

"Ohhh..." A soft moan escapes my lips when she rips my skirt. I was tempted to pout and whine because that was my favorite skirt, but I don't and I lay there as she keep's teasing me even more, bringing her mouth closer to me.

"Much better. Now about my games. Willow is going to want to hear her name pretty soon. Are you a good screamer?"

I nod slowly, biting my lip like I did when I was human, a gasp escapes my throat when I feel her tongue against my wet flesh, making me wetter and crave more of the redheaded fallen goddess.

Her tongue starts to slowly slip into me, then quick and deliberate like she's trying to draw out my scream from between my thighs. But I'm not going to scream, I'm not going to be such a bold display. She can do whatever she wishes to get it out of me.

Although that part doesn't sound unpleasant.

All I can do is gasp and moan as her tongue and lips tease my clit even more, sending shockwaves through my stomach and up my spine till all I can think of is to rock my hips up to meet her tongue and fingers, begging - silently - like a little toy that wants to be played with more. "Willow..." I moaned softly, gasping and tightening around her fingers as her tongue attacks my clit hard and fast.

I bite my lip harder, still determined not to scream as she moved her fingers harder inside me, pressing against that spot that made want to scream and beg her for more. But I didn't.

She kept flicking her tongue over me, causing my body to jerk with each movement and I was panting hard now, gripping the sides of the counter painfully hard. "Ohhh fuck..." I murmured, lifting my legs up and wrapping them around her neck, my heals against her back as I rocked my hips harder against her. She didn't need to breathe so what did I care, as long as she kept her tongue and fingers I was going to come any second.

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make_you_bark May 17 2005, 06:31:38 UTC
She was making all sorts of pretty little noises, but no screams filled my ears. It wasn't fun at all. I wanted to hear loud howls from her pretty lips. She wasn't playing by the rules at all. Her hips were rolling upwards pressing into me more and more. She should be screaming naughty things by now, but she was so strong. So resiliant to my ploy to make her cry.

I pulled away from her heat and heard a mewl of sadness from her lips. Climbing atop her I lined my body to hers my mouth inches from hers. The taste of her lingering on my skin and on my tongue. My lips curving into a grin as her eyes darted wildly about. Her chest heaving and not from a need for air.

My hand laced along her legs until fingers were left poised atop her. Three slipped in forcefully, and pressed deep within her fast and hard. She gasped at my movement and my eyes lit up. Willow liked to play, and Kitty was going to scream, be it from pleasure or pain.

Fingers pressed deep within her began a rhythm within her fierce and constant thrusting my hands atop her heat. The faster my hand moved within her the deeper her moans grew.

"Mmm... Willow wants to make you scream. I want to hear your scream pierce the air... tell Willow how to make you scream Kitty."

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