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[gremlinctrouble]

The night still waning on and the house still and quiet as the mogs lay sleeping and the help now gone to their rooms. Anna sauntered through the door to the portal room, stopping a bit to wait for Ramon. Tired eyes gazed to him, lips curling into a sweetly happy smile.

"Come, Mon Cher..."

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[8th_castellan]

*Tenatively entering, his eyes couldn't help but slowly sweep the room. The last time he was here, the atmosphere wasn't nearly as inviting. What with the way she had been deathly ill. And while even now, such a threat of her life hung over them like a shrouded pall, he did his best not to think of it now. He'd rather focus on the here and now presently.

And the here and now was Anna.

Removing his hat and coat and hanging them on the chair he had sat in last time he visited here, the seat from where he had originally professed his feelings to her, he slowly turned and faced the dark-haired woman. He couldn't help but feel a tad nervous. Even with her affectionate gestures back at the Nexus, he was unclear on just how she was seeing this evening playing out. He decided he wouldn't push it either way.*

*coughs into his fist nervously before speaking* So, Anna. Are...Are we just going to bed down then? You do look terribly tired...

[gremlinctrouble]

((ZOMG! Zombie kisses!))

That foreign touch that swept so gently against her cheeks, Ramon's small thumb caressing the pale and soft skin of her face in comfort, how soothing it was just to have that kind of intimate contact at last. Anna let her lips search for his own, time and time again, the hunger of her kisses a sort of innocent need. As her mind was sated, curiosity soothing as her ideas of what it might be like to kiss the young man beside her was now quenched.

A hand cupped to the back of the young mans head, fingers combing up into the silver white strays of Ramon's hair. Her skin stippled as he let fingers graze against the skin of her neck, causing a short sharp inhale between the breaking of a kiss. Even as his fingers came to hers once more, the woman had to intertwine her nimble digits between his own in need. Anything to keep him close.

[8th_castellan]

((They're the best! :D

[gremlinctrouble]

Anna's eyes fluttered open once contact was completely cut off. As he spoke her mind suddenly swamped down and slowed in her timeframe. Orange orbs lazily looked about him as if seeing him for the first time. Brows loosely stitched together on question of not his intentions, but of her own. Was this what she wanted? To lure this innocent being into her web? Or what this feeling something deeper

[8th_castellan]

*His breath, by this point, had escalated into something akin to panting. His lips, when not occupied by her kisses, moved silently in breathless Spanish whispering. What he was saying could not be heard

[gremlinctrouble]

Her lips lingered on his skin, trailing slowly from the edge of Ramon's jaw to the dip between his collarbones. Tongue dashed out suddenly, tip barely touching his flesh. The taste of the undead washed through her mouth, a taste she once found as a personal aphrodisiac. The woman mewled softly, fingers gripping to the side of his trousers to ward herself from simply mauling the young man for his wilds.

Whimpering out her words, Anna winced in her pouts, eyes flicking up to Ramon's own in her silent plead.

"Ramon... Please... Take it. Take it all..."

[8th_castellan]

*Another groan slipped past his lips as the feeling of her tongue flicking along his collarbone fueled his desire. At this point, the voices of doubt and distaste were completely inaudible, totally vanquished. He didn't care anymore, he just wanted her.

Haltingly, his hands began to travel upward again, a soft moan emitting from him when they finally found her breasts. They remained still (albeit, shaking slightly) for several moments, just resting there. But after another desperate whimper from him, they slowly began to massage what lay beneath them.

Oh Lord, it all felt so good, so goodHe then became vaguely aware of her occasional tugging on his lower clothing. Part of him wondered if he should continue with undressing the rest of the way. Reluctantly removing his hands, he quickly began undoing the buttons on his shirt that Anna hadn't already dealt with herself. Once he had shrugged out of that and discarded it to the bedroom floor, he began to work on the buttons of his trousers, albeit a bit more slowly

[gremlinctrouble]

Fingers loosened on his trousers to bring light of the candle lit room to her stomach. The ribbon that laced the robe to her was tugged loose, the fabric falling open to reveal both flesh and lace. Pale skin stippled from her own excitement smoothed down, bare of her chest to the fall of her breasts smoothing down to Ramon's own as he lowered her body towards him, kisses trailing to his stomach once the shirt was left to lay on the floor.

Anna mewed and whimpered in a hungry fashion with each kiss, daring herself not to clamp teeth down on him. Once and again she exhales softly, hot air creeping over his skin and curling back onto her cheeks.

[8th_castellan]

*His panting only became more rapid, a lingering moan escaping him once again when her smooth, pale skin slid against his own. His hands again found their way to her chest, his breath catching slightly as he felt along their smooth contours now unfettered by obstructive clothing. But they soon slid out of his grasp when Anna slowly worked her way down, trailing kisses along his stomach. He arched his back in response to her lips' soft contact, no longer caring about how audible his empassioned moaning was becoming. His fingers, no longer occupied by her body, gripped feverishly to the bedsheets beneath him as he gaspingly whispered her name, begging her for more.*

[gremlinctrouble]

((X|!! I HIT MAH KNEE!))

Sweetly purring, her throat humming soft moans before her lips trail stopped just before the half open fly of his trousers. Letting fingertips glid on the mottled skin of the boy beneath her, she brought grip to the rest of the buttons. Lusciously wild orange eyes peered up at him as her fingers continued their work, her smirk growing a tad wider as each button unfastened.

The reactions from the young man were tasteful enough for her, giving her mind the innocence she loved to toy with. Moanings returned while needy lips fell back to the skin just below the hem of his pants, nose nuzzling his skin before lowering slowly, inch by inch.

[8th_castellan]

((*laughs at you* Wait, no, I mean: Aw, poor thing!))

*His yellow eyes widened when they met her own orange ones looking up at him devilishly. Oh...Oh lord, was she going to-...?

His reeling mental query didn't even have time to complete itself. Crying out, his orgasmic moaning escalating to near-screaming, he arched his back so severely in response that his shoulders no longer touched the matress. His fingers dug into the sheets, gripping at them all the more tighter. His eyes squeezed shut, as if trying to concentrate on the feeling washing over his whole being, and feverish words began slipping out from his agape, panting mouth.*

A-Aah...! AH!! A-Anna! Yes, Anna, yes! It feel s-so good, so good...!