Lyon managed to lean back and avoid the kick, but it left him off balance when he was shoved a few seconds later. Rolling onto his back with a grunt and bringing his knees up to protect his groin, he grabbed Minatsuki by the waist and jerked her forwards to sprawl across across his chest.
"You say that like you have a choice," he growled, his face inched from hers, his grin fading and his mouth tightening into a grim line. "Just be grateful that I decided to use the chains instead of leaving the cuffs attached directly to the belt. At least this way you'll be able to fight back a bit." Which Lyon sincerely hoped she'd do. Half the fun of fucking Minatsuki was the way she fought him even as she got off on what he did to her
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A shiver passed through Lyon's muscular frame at the feel of Minatsuki's nails dragging along his chest. It was something that had always been a serious turn on for him, and something about that fact that it was Minatsuki doing it just made it even hotter. It was probably the inherent sense of danger surrounding the little girl that added spice to it - like now when she was eying him dangerously with her other hand clenched in a fist.
"You what?" For the second time in as many minutes Minatsuki had managed to surprise him. Hot girls who liked other hot girls was another big turn on for Lyon, and what she had just suggested almost seemed too good to be true. Keeping one eye on the fist still poised to strike, Lyon slipped into Minatsuki's mind
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"Girls can just deal," she chided back, although it was a little too hard to suppress any of the memories of her encounters in this hotel with other females. There had been the pink haired girl, the blond with mix matched eyes who had practically raped her, the little witch girl... Honestly, the encounters with males outnumbered those with girls in this place. It probably had something to do with the sensation of being fully sated after being practically plowed rather than brought to a long overdue orgasm with simply oral sex and finger fucking. Toys had never really been a favorite thing for Mina, but she supposed in time she would come into a situation where they were useful - maybe even fun
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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
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[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
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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
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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
"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
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"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
( ... )
"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.
"You say that like you have a choice," he growled, his face inched from hers, his grin fading and his mouth tightening into a grim line. "Just be grateful that I decided to use the chains instead of leaving the cuffs attached directly to the belt. At least this way you'll be able to fight back a bit." Which Lyon sincerely hoped she'd do. Half the fun of fucking Minatsuki was the way she fought him even as she got off on what he did to her ( ... )
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"You what?" For the second time in as many minutes Minatsuki had managed to surprise him. Hot girls who liked other hot girls was another big turn on for Lyon, and what she had just suggested almost seemed too good to be true. Keeping one eye on the fist still poised to strike, Lyon slipped into Minatsuki's mind ( ... )
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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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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 ( ... )
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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
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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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"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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