Deepest Shadows Pt7
*special thankies to whoever reads this, even some lurkers hehe*
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His expression changed from one of innocent and child-like confusion, to a look of pure lust like I’d been used to in the past. At least now he’s happy ,I smiled to myself . I rose to my feet taking his hand for him to join me. A filthy smile crossed my face as I lead him by the wrist to the bed across the warmly lit chamber. He attempted to lean over me, push me to the bed submissively under him, but I was determined to get my way. Naturally I got him down first with my determination, pinning my pallid god to the embrace of bed sheets. I straddled his delicate hips and trailed my hands under his silk shirt, my hands ghosting the flesh therein with fervid and undeniable want of the skin I’d been forbidden .
“ Am I going to be punished ,should I defy you again?” He ran his hands down my sides making me shudder.
“Perhaps” he grinned, cocky that I had not yet conquered him.
That’s good enough for me, I thought slyly. I answered by removing his already open shirt, tossing it from the bed in abandon. I quickly rid myself of my own clothes before I set to work at his belt buckle. He picked up the cuffs from the side of the bed on the table and ran the chain through his fingers playfully. He was now beautifully bare and lain out before me in the dusk of the bedroom.
“May I?” my Master said biting his lip with his fangs ever so lightly.
“Not this time,” I smirked leaning to his lips “its my turn”
Then I saw the look in his eyes staring into mine. Insecurity. Fear. Worry.
“I’ve never, I mean, I have not ever really-”he choked shakily. I sat back from him.
It had never occurred to me. He had never been this way before as he was now, obviously he was no stranger to the carnal act as what had happened between us but he had not ever really been the receiver of such actions. Not willingly, not with myself and not for his pleasure. To be so blunt, he’d never been made love to; abuse puts one off experiencing such physical things again, even if it’s an act of love and willingness. I knew all too well.
I was not deterred by this entirely , but I realized I had to be careful, gentle. There naked before me was the creature I called my Master and maker, the very image of strength and power, yet he was also beautiful and fragile and was to be handled with care . I didn’t want to make him remember things best left forgotten. I kissed his chest softly and placed my hand on his neck.
“Are you comfortable with -”I murmured concerned, stroking his cheek softly, my lips grazing his intimately.
“Yes ,I-I’m fine ”he smiled back unsure ,I gave him a questioning look.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” I whispered through my kisses I laid upon his petal soft lips.
He simply mouthed ‘yes’, his eyelids heavy, lips now trembling against mine. I dared to go on. I let my words close to his ear “I’ll be gentle,” I whispered “promise”
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W00t im out tonight but i shall do my level best and post!
*flowers to all*
-----<3
His expression changed from one of innocent and child-like confusion, to a look of pure lust like I’d been used to in the past. At least now he’s happy ,I smiled to myself . I rose to my feet taking his hand for him to join me. A filthy smile crossed my face as I lead him by the wrist to the bed across the warmly lit chamber. He attempted to lean over me, push me to the bed submissively under him, but I was determined to get my way. Naturally I got him down first with my determination, pinning my pallid god to the embrace of bed sheets. I straddled his delicate hips and trailed my hands under his silk shirt, my hands ghosting the flesh therein with fervid and undeniable want of the skin I’d been forbidden .
“ Am I going to be punished ,should I defy you again?” He ran his hands down my sides making me shudder.
“Perhaps” he grinned, cocky that I had not yet conquered him.
That’s good enough for me, I thought slyly. I answered by removing his already open shirt, tossing it from the bed in abandon. I quickly rid myself of my own clothes before I set to work at his belt buckle. He picked up the cuffs from the side of the bed on the table and ran the chain through his fingers playfully. He was now beautifully bare and lain out before me in the dusk of the bedroom.
“May I?” my Master said biting his lip with his fangs ever so lightly.
“Not this time,” I smirked leaning to his lips “its my turn”
Then I saw the look in his eyes staring into mine. Insecurity. Fear. Worry.
“I’ve never, I mean, I have not ever really-”he choked shakily. I sat back from him.
It had never occurred to me. He had never been this way before as he was now, obviously he was no stranger to the carnal act as what had happened between us but he had not ever really been the receiver of such actions. Not willingly, not with myself and not for his pleasure. To be so blunt, he’d never been made love to; abuse puts one off experiencing such physical things again, even if it’s an act of love and willingness. I knew all too well.
I was not deterred by this entirely , but I realized I had to be careful, gentle. There naked before me was the creature I called my Master and maker, the very image of strength and power, yet he was also beautiful and fragile and was to be handled with care . I didn’t want to make him remember things best left forgotten. I kissed his chest softly and placed my hand on his neck.
“Are you comfortable with -”I murmured concerned, stroking his cheek softly, my lips grazing his intimately.
“Yes ,I-I’m fine ”he smiled back unsure ,I gave him a questioning look.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” I whispered through my kisses I laid upon his petal soft lips.
He simply mouthed ‘yes’, his eyelids heavy, lips now trembling against mine. I dared to go on. I let my words close to his ear “I’ll be gentle,” I whispered “promise”
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W00t im out tonight but i shall do my level best and post!
*flowers to all*