The journey the little brunette's mind went on was an interesting one to say the least. Lyon followed it with rapt attention, reveling in the vicarious thrill of Minatsuki's erotic memories. He got all the proof he needed - and then some - that she did indeed like doing other girls. Not as much as guys apparently, but that was a minor distinction that Lyon couldn't care less about. He was too turned on by the prospect of having a bi-sexual "girlfriend" who wanted a threesome to be able to focus on much else. Just the thought of it caused a noticeable tightening in his groin, and combined with the fading reminders of Mina's previous sexual encounters it put him on the fast track to another spectacular erection.
"Ouch. They're in the top left-hand dresser drawer. I got you another pair just like I promised too. I was going to hang onto them for a while, but after that awesome bondage fuck I think you deserve them. But later. Right now," Lyon's hands snaked out to grab Minatsuki's wrists. "It feels like I'm not the only one who could do with another good hard fucking." He lifted his hips to rub the long, thick length of his shaft against Minatsuki's slick folds. It was obvious that he wasn't the only one who'd got aroused by her little trip down memory lane.
[ooc: delay? idek what you're talking about. what is this delay you speak of, mon cheri? i also don't know what you speak of when you say short tag. xD]
Minatsuki rolled her eyes, but ground her hips suggestively against his cock. Her voice was the very epitome of cold and detached and uninterested as well as guarded and challenging as she drawled. "Are you going to try to tie me up again?" The slightest 'I will kill you if you do' threat edged her tone, but both of the teen's dark eyebrows were up, and her expression calm.
"Nah. Not that I'd mind going another round with you all tied up like that, but I think you've hand enough for now." He eyed her curiously as he released her wrists and grabbed her breasts instead. "Unless you'd like me to tie you up again." Lyon grinned wickedly as he pressed his erection more firmly against Minatsuki's sex and roughly fondled her breasts. He sent her a wave of mental pleasure as well, unable to resist toying with her mind while he toyed with her body.
"Or I could just slide right in and pound you until you came," Lyon said with feigned disinterest as he pinched Mina's nipples. "If you like the boring stuff that is..." He gave the little brunette a disdainful look as he continued to molest her breasts.
[OOC: Those localized time distortions are a bitch aren't they? XD And a short tag is perfectly fine as long as it gets its point across and gives me something to work with, so no worries!]
"How about this?" she practically purred, balancing her hands on his chest - fingers curved and nails digging into the soft skin across his pectoral plane. "How about you get the fuck out of my head and let me lead this time?"
There was a hint of a demand in her voice, suggesting he do as she said 'or else'. And while that 'or else' was still undefined (she could throw a bitch fit or simply run away or fight him - actually fight him; like she would any other prick who fucked with her in deadman wonderland) it promised to ruin the mood they'd managed to set. Threats aside completely, Minatsuki rolled her hips, rubbing against his hardened cock like strippers would a metal pole and very much enjoying the sexual pleasure she got from this without any penetration.
There was a quiet hiss as Lyon sucked in a breath and tightened his grip painfully on Minatsuki's breasts at the feel of her nails digging into his chest. His cock twitched against her slick sex as his arousal grew, and the highly erotic pleasure/pain made the young Immortal want to fuck her even more than before. That desire effective took the decision of whether or not to agree to her demands out of his hands.
"Yeah, sure. Why not?" Lyon agreed casually, moving his hips in time with Mina's. While he'd really prefer to be in her, having her rub herself along the thick length of his shaft like a cat in heat actually felt pretty good. "You've got a deal." His kept his mind linked to hers though. He was willing not to mess with it for a while, but he didn't feel like actually pulling out. Minatsuki's thoughts were a wonderfully fucked up combination of sex and violence and Lyon wanted to sample more of them before they were done.
If Lyon was looking for mental images of sex and violence in her head, it wasn't going to take a whole lot of digging. But each and every image had the recurrent theme of dominance on Mina's part, and if it weren't obvious from how much she bitched each time he'd tied her up, the brunette was obviously more comfortable in control. She was smirking - almost so hard that it hurt her face as she arched her back, bending over to bite the male squarely on the collar bone ad one of her hands trailed down, between their bodies to grasp his hardened member. She teasingly guided it to her over sensitive clot, and rubbed the tip directly on her nub for some much wanted friction.
And when the pleasure built up to a very considerable amount, she released his skin with a smacking of her lips and angled her hips and allowed his cock to nudge it's way into her passage with a little guidance. Minatsuki hissed, sitting back up on her knees. Since they'd already had one good round of fucking, it hardly tool her any time to adjust to the feel of him inside of and almost immediately, Minatsuki ground her hips, bouncing up and down a little on his shaft, riding him at a vigorously set pace.
A sound that was part pleasure and part pain rumbled in Lyon's chest when the twisted little brunette bent forward and chomped down on his collar bone. He retaliated by pinching her nipples as hard as he could, determined to give as good as he got in what passed for foreplay between them. He had to fight back a groan when Mina turned things up a notch by grabbing his cock and rubbing it teasingly against her clit. Even though he'd agreed to let her take charge there was still a part of him that stubbornly refused to let her see how turned on he was.
Lyon couldn't help but groan when Minatsuki sheathed his erection with her slick, tight channel though. It simply felt too good not to. He pressed his hips sharply against hers when she sat back, pushing himself even further inside her. He reached down to grab her ass to help keep her in place when she started to ride him nice and hard. It was also a good excuse to grope her firm little bottom so Lyon did just that, squeezing and kneading the brunette's ass roughly and not caring if he occasionally squeezed it just a little too hard.
After a while he decided that just because he was letting Mina set the pace didn't mean that he couldn't still mess with her a bit, at least physically. Being completely passive was something Lyon couldn't do for very long, no matter how good the sex was. So he moved one hand away from Minatsuki's bottom and rested it very low on her abdomen, his fingers splaying lightly across the taught flesh. A moment later his hand slipped down just a little further and his thumb worked its way between their bodies to mash itself against Mina's clit.
Her breath caught and Minatsuki felt more than heard a rather needy, whiny moan escaping her lips. "F - fuck," she moaned gutturally. It felt as if a bolt of electricity had just rocketed up her spine, causing a little extra vigor to go into her next bounce, and despite her usual reservations when it came to moaning or anything of the sort, she groaned loudly, panting ever so slightly.
That felt good. Perfect even. Or just...too good. Still balancing most of her weight on the hand that clutched at the shoulder of Lyon's opposite of the one she had bitten, Minatsuki snaked a hand down as well, but to interfere rather than help her own pleasure escalate.
"Oi," she panted sultrily. "Quit it. You'll just make me come..."
A smug grin split his handsome face when the pressure on Mina's clit had the desired effect. Lyon loved forcing pleasure out of girls, especially when they were reluctant to show it. The fact that Minatsuki was the epitome of reluctant only made fucking her that much more fun.
"I thought that was the whole point," Lyon tossed back, rubbing Mina's clit mercilessly for several more seconds before finally relenting. If she was so determined not to come that she would actually go so far as to try and stop him from touching her clit then he'd let her have her way. At least until he got bored anyway. For now there were other ways in which he could amuse himself. Sliding his hands up and over her slender frame, Lyon grabbed both of Mina's breasts in a tight, almost painful, grip and pushed them up as high as they could go. Lyon then began to squeeze the soft mounds with little thought for Mina's comfort, only caring about his own pleasure, driving himself deep into her core with each thrust against her hips with a similar lack of consideration.
"It is," she snapped back. "For later - asshole." She wasn't quite ready for this sexual tryst to end. Horny or not, Minatsuki had at least a bit longer in her before her pace picked up in light of a rapidly approaching orgasm, and she was perfectly capable of getting there herself with every joint thrust; every brush of the head of his cock against her g-spot and every time her clit momentarily ground against his public mound.
His rough and sudden handling of her breasts, however, puts off the pace Minatsuki had set, and caused her to jump along with eliciting a rather high pitched, alarmed squeak from the teen before her eyes narrowed. That hurt - just a little - but she couldn't really mind. And complaining about as much seemed futile, as well as whiny. So instead, she retaliated by dragging her nails down his chest viciously, completely intent on drawing blood if not at least making him uncomfortable.
"Fine, whatever." Lyon replied mildly, smirking a little at the thoughts floating through Minatsuki's mind. Apparently his cock was all she needed to get off. That was fine with him, as it left his hands free to continue molesting her breasts. Even though they weren't the biggest or the best he'd ever seen they were still quite nice, and that little squeak his groping had evoked just made him want to play with them even more.
His grip on the soft mounds slipped a bit however when Mina's nails gouged shallow furrows is his chest. He sucked in a sharp breath and his body jerked sharply in response to the erotic pain that immediately flared in their wake. A quick glance showed him that she had indeed succeeded in drawing blood, and he gave the little brunette a scathing look.
"Watch it bitch. Draw blood again and I'll pin your arms back so fast it'll made your stupid head spin." Still glaring hotly at Minatsuki, Lyon went back to fondling her breasts as he pushed up into her. Mina's message must have gotten through on some level however, because this time he wasn't so rough with them.
"Ahah!" she exclaimed loudly, bouncing merrily away on his member while throwing her head back in laughter. "You're not - ah, fuck - you're not that fast." Sure, he was fast - faster than she - but it wasn't as if he were a supernatural cheetah, and it would not only be awkward, but painful if he were to do that now; in this position. And for all his vibrato and nasty words and attraction of harsh fucks, Minatsuki highly doubted Lyon'd ever intentionally hurt her.
Fucking. Pussy.
They'd both already gotten off once, and that had somewhat sated her - at least enough for her not to lose herself in the sensation - and those marks that had pooled shallowly with blood (and were probably already healing over if she'd actually thought about his ability) attracted almost all her attention. Her fingers danced over the wounds and Minatsuki almost squealed delightedly at the sticky life fluid that coated her index finger. It was pretty, really, and refreshing to see someone bleeding that couldn't turn it into an immediate and dangerous weapon. It was...infantile. And cute. And babyish. And she giggled before bringing that finger to her lips and deftly licking off a majority of the blood in one swipe.
Mina didn't particularly care if this act either grossed Lyon out or aroused him. It was fair trade after all, right? He'd bitten her several times and when she scratched him hard enough to draw blood, it only seemed fair to get a taster. But at the same time, it sort of disgusted her - as it reminded her very much of Toto - or rather, Mockingbird.
"Don't bet on it," Lyon said threateningly. "You'd be surprised at what I can do." To drive his point home he released Mina's breasts and grabbed her waist instead, pulling her downwards at the same time he lifted his hips to plow into her with punishing force. He did this several more times before releasing her and going back to his somewhat less forceful pace. His hands started to move again, but instead of going for Minatsuki's breasts a third time he grabbed the little brunette's nipples instead. Lyon began to pinch and roll them between his strong fingers, occasionally gave them a sharp tug just to see if he could make Mina squirm.
"You're a twisted little shit aren't you," Lyon observed wryly as he watched Mina lick his blood off her finger with a disturbingly cute giggle. It was the giggle that made the act disturbing. For someone like Lyon a little blood was no big deal, but he'd never yet met someone who did both at the same time. Especially when that someone was a girl that rarely did anything so mundane as giggle.
"Oh please," she drawled easily. "You love it- ah, fuck, that hurt you prick!" Minatsuki's demeaning expression soured easily and she almost instantly swatted at his hands. It dint hurt quite as much as she made it out to, but there were certain other body parts to attend to, and hell would freeze over before she asked him to touch her lower.
No, the teen did not ask. She complained and physically forced and bullied people into doing what she wanted - or needed - and Lyon was no exception to this rule. Those few strong thrusts had brought the scrappy brunette all the closer to the brink of a secondary orgasm, and the aphrodisiacs that swirled in the air didn't hurt in the slightest. But the point was she wanted his fingers to return to paying attention to her clit, and like the bossy child she was, the Deadman snatched his wrist, pulling one hand away from her breast to shove downward, between their bodies again, hopefully giving the boy a pretty good sized hint of what she was getting at.
He didn't even bother to deny Mina's accusation. She was right; he did like it when she scratched and bit him. The fact that his cock had gotten even harder and thicker in response to her latest attack was proof enough of that. So Lyon just smiled evilly and gave her adorable little pink nipples another hard tug before allowing Mina move one of his hands away from her breasts. Even if he hadn't still had his mind intertwined with hers there would have been no doubt as to what she wanted him to do next.
"Oh sure. Now you want me to play with you. Make up your mind you stupid cow." Lyon positioned his hand much like before, with his palm splayed against Minatsuki's abdomen and his thumb working its way between her folds to mash itself against her clit. He immediately started to rub it in tiny circles, forcing the sensitive little nub hard against her pubic bone over and over again. His other hand released her remaining breast and grabbed her ass in a tight grip, using the added leverage to force her to impale herself on the thick length of his manhood with each thrust. If she wanted to come then Lyon was going to make sure it happened hard and fast.
She bristled, and with drew a hand before making to slap him soundly across the face with her open palm. It was an aggressive return, for she hardly liked being called a cow when the teen was so very malnourished that one could count her ribs, and while it was more playful than anything - almost - she wasn't going to take lightly to him calling her anything of the sort.
"Screw you," Minatsuki drew back as her hand came down. "You're the one without proper timing - ah, shit!" The touching - pleasurable punishment, perhaps? No, that wasn't quite it, and while the touch was neither loving or filled with hatred, it certainly as helping her get off. In fact, the impending orgasm simply seemed to rush up on her all the faster, and while the brunette wasn't going to come just yet, her pace did quicken, and with a violent vigor, she rammed down on his length again, shoving his cock inside her all the harder.
"Ouch. They're in the top left-hand dresser drawer. I got you another pair just like I promised too. I was going to hang onto them for a while, but after that awesome bondage fuck I think you deserve them. But later. Right now," Lyon's hands snaked out to grab Minatsuki's wrists. "It feels like I'm not the only one who could do with another good hard fucking." He lifted his hips to rub the long, thick length of his shaft against Minatsuki's slick folds. It was obvious that he wasn't the only one who'd got aroused by her little trip down memory lane.
[OOC: Welcome back! \o/]
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Minatsuki rolled her eyes, but ground her hips suggestively against his cock. Her voice was the very epitome of cold and detached and uninterested as well as guarded and challenging as she drawled. "Are you going to try to tie me up again?" The slightest 'I will kill you if you do' threat edged her tone, but both of the teen's dark eyebrows were up, and her expression calm.
For the time being of course.
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"Or I could just slide right in and pound you until you came," Lyon said with feigned disinterest as he pinched Mina's nipples. "If you like the boring stuff that is..." He gave the little brunette a disdainful look as he continued to molest her breasts.
[OOC: Those localized time distortions are a bitch aren't they? XD And a short tag is perfectly fine as long as it gets its point across and gives me something to work with, so no worries!]
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There was a hint of a demand in her voice, suggesting he do as she said 'or else'. And while that 'or else' was still undefined (she could throw a bitch fit or simply run away or fight him - actually fight him; like she would any other prick who fucked with her in deadman wonderland) it promised to ruin the mood they'd managed to set. Threats aside completely, Minatsuki rolled her hips, rubbing against his hardened cock like strippers would a metal pole and very much enjoying the sexual pleasure she got from this without any penetration.
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"Yeah, sure. Why not?" Lyon agreed casually, moving his hips in time with Mina's. While he'd really prefer to be in her, having her rub herself along the thick length of his shaft like a cat in heat actually felt pretty good. "You've got a deal." His kept his mind linked to hers though. He was willing not to mess with it for a while, but he didn't feel like actually pulling out. Minatsuki's thoughts were a wonderfully fucked up combination of sex and violence and Lyon wanted to sample more of them before they were done.
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And when the pleasure built up to a very considerable amount, she released his skin with a smacking of her lips and angled her hips and allowed his cock to nudge it's way into her passage with a little guidance. Minatsuki hissed, sitting back up on her knees. Since they'd already had one good round of fucking, it hardly tool her any time to adjust to the feel of him inside of and almost immediately, Minatsuki ground her hips, bouncing up and down a little on his shaft, riding him at a vigorously set pace.
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Lyon couldn't help but groan when Minatsuki sheathed his erection with her slick, tight channel though. It simply felt too good not to. He pressed his hips sharply against hers when she sat back, pushing himself even further inside her. He reached down to grab her ass to help keep her in place when she started to ride him nice and hard. It was also a good excuse to grope her firm little bottom so Lyon did just that, squeezing and kneading the brunette's ass roughly and not caring if he occasionally squeezed it just a little too hard.
After a while he decided that just because he was letting Mina set the pace didn't mean that he couldn't still mess with her a bit, at least physically. Being completely passive was something Lyon couldn't do for very long, no matter how good the sex was. So he moved one hand away from Minatsuki's bottom and rested it very low on her abdomen, his fingers splaying lightly across the taught flesh. A moment later his hand slipped down just a little further and his thumb worked its way between their bodies to mash itself against Mina's clit.
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That felt good. Perfect even. Or just...too good. Still balancing most of her weight on the hand that clutched at the shoulder of Lyon's opposite of the one she had bitten, Minatsuki snaked a hand down as well, but to interfere rather than help her own pleasure escalate.
"Oi," she panted sultrily. "Quit it. You'll just make me come..."
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"I thought that was the whole point," Lyon tossed back, rubbing Mina's clit mercilessly for several more seconds before finally relenting. If she was so determined not to come that she would actually go so far as to try and stop him from touching her clit then he'd let her have her way. At least until he got bored anyway. For now there were other ways in which he could amuse himself. Sliding his hands up and over her slender frame, Lyon grabbed both of Mina's breasts in a tight, almost painful, grip and pushed them up as high as they could go. Lyon then began to squeeze the soft mounds with little thought for Mina's comfort, only caring about his own pleasure, driving himself deep into her core with each thrust against her hips with a similar lack of consideration.
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His rough and sudden handling of her breasts, however, puts off the pace Minatsuki had set, and caused her to jump along with eliciting a rather high pitched, alarmed squeak from the teen before her eyes narrowed. That hurt - just a little - but she couldn't really mind. And complaining about as much seemed futile, as well as whiny. So instead, she retaliated by dragging her nails down his chest viciously, completely intent on drawing blood if not at least making him uncomfortable.
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His grip on the soft mounds slipped a bit however when Mina's nails gouged shallow furrows is his chest. He sucked in a sharp breath and his body jerked sharply in response to the erotic pain that immediately flared in their wake. A quick glance showed him that she had indeed succeeded in drawing blood, and he gave the little brunette a scathing look.
"Watch it bitch. Draw blood again and I'll pin your arms back so fast it'll made your stupid head spin." Still glaring hotly at Minatsuki, Lyon went back to fondling her breasts as he pushed up into her. Mina's message must have gotten through on some level however, because this time he wasn't so rough with them.
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Fucking. Pussy.
They'd both already gotten off once, and that had somewhat sated her - at least enough for her not to lose herself in the sensation - and those marks that had pooled shallowly with blood (and were probably already healing over if she'd actually thought about his ability) attracted almost all her attention. Her fingers danced over the wounds and Minatsuki almost squealed delightedly at the sticky life fluid that coated her index finger. It was pretty, really, and refreshing to see someone bleeding that couldn't turn it into an immediate and dangerous weapon. It was...infantile. And cute. And babyish. And she giggled before bringing that finger to her lips and deftly licking off a majority of the blood in one swipe.
Mina didn't particularly care if this act either grossed Lyon out or aroused him. It was fair trade after all, right? He'd bitten her several times and when she scratched him hard enough to draw blood, it only seemed fair to get a taster. But at the same time, it sort of disgusted her - as it reminded her very much of Toto - or rather, Mockingbird.
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"You're a twisted little shit aren't you," Lyon observed wryly as he watched Mina lick his blood off her finger with a disturbingly cute giggle. It was the giggle that made the act disturbing. For someone like Lyon a little blood was no big deal, but he'd never yet met someone who did both at the same time. Especially when that someone was a girl that rarely did anything so mundane as giggle.
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No, the teen did not ask. She complained and physically forced and bullied people into doing what she wanted - or needed - and Lyon was no exception to this rule. Those few strong thrusts had brought the scrappy brunette all the closer to the brink of a secondary orgasm, and the aphrodisiacs that swirled in the air didn't hurt in the slightest. But the point was she wanted his fingers to return to paying attention to her clit, and like the bossy child she was, the Deadman snatched his wrist, pulling one hand away from her breast to shove downward, between their bodies again, hopefully giving the boy a pretty good sized hint of what she was getting at.
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"Oh sure. Now you want me to play with you. Make up your mind you stupid cow." Lyon positioned his hand much like before, with his palm splayed against Minatsuki's abdomen and his thumb working its way between her folds to mash itself against her clit. He immediately started to rub it in tiny circles, forcing the sensitive little nub hard against her pubic bone over and over again. His other hand released her remaining breast and grabbed her ass in a tight grip, using the added leverage to force her to impale herself on the thick length of his manhood with each thrust. If she wanted to come then Lyon was going to make sure it happened hard and fast.
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"Screw you," Minatsuki drew back as her hand came down. "You're the one without proper timing - ah, shit!" The touching - pleasurable punishment, perhaps? No, that wasn't quite it, and while the touch was neither loving or filled with hatred, it certainly as helping her get off. In fact, the impending orgasm simply seemed to rush up on her all the faster, and while the brunette wasn't going to come just yet, her pace did quicken, and with a violent vigor, she rammed down on his length again, shoving his cock inside her all the harder.
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