Vincent Valentine is standing somewhere in a hallway, one of the many the Hotel has. He isn't entirely sure how he got there, nor does he truly care to know. All he knows, is he needs to make his way back, but he can't. It's almost as though he needs to be told to go back, or do something
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"Vincent, what did you just say?"
Because if he's caught up in this... whatever it was that the hotel kept doing to people, she wants to get him somewhere safe, where someone, well, evil couldn't find him. And this hallway isn't it.
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Stupid loopholes.
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She was glad it was relatively close by.
"And speak freely if you wish."
She wasn't sure if that would work.
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Hopefully she would see how close he was to being completely gone, for the moment. Obeying Rachel's command to speak freely, he does so to assure her of what he did and why.
"Even that...felt too good." He explains, his eyes briefly apologetic before he looks down.
'I....hope it is not out of place to admit that it is good to see you, despite.......this.' He of course meant the way he was dressed, and how full of aphrodisiacs he was.
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'It's not out of place, really it isn't. And when we get back to my room... I'll take care of you, okay?'
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'I...missed you enough......and care..to...ahn..deal with the con....ungh....tact.'
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'Almost there, lover, then I'll make it all better. I promise.'
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As he shifts and grinds it against her, so many strong thoughts of her bent over, screaming out with pleasure or under him, clinging hard to him like her life depended on it show themselves.
Letting go of her hand, he cups one of her breasts there in the hallway, his lips planting firmly onto her neck.
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"Vincent, stop." She pushes away, breathing hard and slamming a wall in-between his mind and hers. She wanted him, but not like this.
"Not here, in the hallway, follow me to my room." She turned and started walking, the room being just before the next juncture.
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"If that is what you want." He said softly, sounding a bit...sad at the rejection. Normally he would understand, but he was just too gone at the moment.
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Rachel opens the door and motions him inside before closing it and locking it - she does NOT want to risk anyone else wandering in. She leans her forehead on the door and slowly drops the wall she made, not quite ready to look at him yet.
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"Are you...ashamed of me?" He asks softly, looking down as his thoughts assault her own, his lust for her strong.
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"Vincent look at me." Her heart is pounding, as she waits for him to look at her, kicking off her shoes and starting to undo the buttons on her shirt.
'I'm not ashamed, just... a little overwhelmed.' She offers him a slight smirk as she drops the shirt on the ground, her nipples already hard under her lacy bra. 'You're giving me far too many ideas.'
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Vincent always did like the way her chest moved and felt against his lips, his hands. New images showed clear now, of him sucking on them, slipping his hard, thick cock in between them...
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"Kiss me, Vincent, take me and ease your pain," she whispers, barely audible over her own breathing.
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Sounds of glass shattering is like music to his ears as he settles above her, tugging off the rest of anything on her that's cloth, leaving her exposed to him. Breaking the kiss and letting out a soft breath, he immediately moves down, placing his head in between her legs.
He wastes no time in giving strong, sharp flicks of his tongue to her clit, another low moan coming from him.
'So...good.'
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