Openness
For once, the Lycan was human. And that upset her- she was growing quite fond of her fluffy form, but nevertheless she had found herself dressed in slick, sexy clothing, in a cafe that could only exist in NY: The Sneaky Shrew. The food was good, and if she was on the top of her game tonight, it would be easy to charm the waiter into giving her the
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Curtus had made it absolutely impossible for her to be in control in this new found position- but she couldn't say she didn't like it. For the most part. Her legs wrapped around his back and she brought herself a bit closer, causing more penetration and a pleasureful giggle from Valentine; not to mention the nipple teasing was driving her absolutely batty, her gasps the evidence of this.
Having sex and mentioning things about love? What kind of man was Curtus? Asking her about her needs and all this...sweet stuff. But now wasn't the time to think about it, emmersed in pleasure, as his teasing sent a very strong shiver through her body, forcing her to contain the whines that would have escaped her. No way was she going to be loud; but that seemed to be Curtus' objective.
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Tugging now on her nipple his hands smoothed over her back, her soft skin.
Fuck this feel too good... He told himself, growling when he heard her giggle. At least she's entertained.
Curtus' hands moved down to her hips again and as he thrusted up into her his hands pushed her hips down. The connection of their skin on this first motion caused a solid groan to leave his lips, his breath warm on her skin.
Burrying his face in her chest Curtus continued to pump hard, his hands pulling her hips against his strong, forcfully as his lips and teeth found her nipple again and sucked hard, teeth teasing and biting down.
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She couldn't take it much longer. The teasing, him being pressed inside of her over and over again, kept sending quick shivers up her back- and she always knew what that was signaling. "You're..." No, tell him later, tell him later when you know what you're saying, Valentine.
Just his hot breath on her neck made her breathing more laborious, just the simple touch he was giving her hips. It felt overwhelming, but damned if Valentine wasn't loving it.
Her hands might have become slightly sweaty and the room felt like it was on fire, but that didn't stop them from wrapping sweetly around Curtus' neck, rubbing all over his body when they could. It was a soft touch, a calm touch, the exact opposite of what Valentine was feeling right now. But it was the kind of touch, from Val, that did wonders to the mind.
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Her whimper turned into moans, everytime he pushed into her, everytime a stronger breath. She let her hair fall over her face, for it was already matted with sweat. "No..no..no no no..." She didn't want it to be over, not yet, and that was definitely a first.
He's going to make...me... She snorted disapprovingly. She had never done that, and she was going to this time as she continued to choke down the whimpers and pleasureful noises that accomapanied a good sex session. Her hands were pressed against his chest, causing deep red marks to form themselves within his skin, her hands almost burning through to his bones from the containment of every feeling that was in the Lycan's system right now.
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And her moans, GOD HER MOANS! He was loosing his head, loosing control as he groaned loudly and fomr frustration. Her hands, her fingers digging nails into his chest didn't deter the man or the animal inside.
"..yes..." He grunted in retort to her, grinning with that smug grin as he always did. Just for her.
Just... for... her? It wasn't a selfish thought. It wasn't a cocky one nor was it egotisticle and demeaning. He was thinking of her.
A kind smile pread across Curtus lips as he continued to pound into Valentine, thrust hard as his hips thundered into hers. Her hair drapped before his face and he could feel himself throbbing inside of her. Aching just to let go.
But he'd wait.
Just for her.
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"Yes!" One of her hands shot to her mouth when she let it slip, only to muffle her quick inhale of breath and quite loud scream, though it wasn't nearly as loud with a hand over her mouth and her eyes closed. Damnit. He better not rub it in.Soon after, a shiver ran down her body, dancing down her spine and around to her breasts and face as she caught her breath, her claws still digging into Curtus, though not as harsh as they were before. She didn't want to hurt him, afterall. Actually, that's the LAST thing she wanted to do ( ... )
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"An hour ago? You expect me to remember something from an hour ago?! Hell with that little scene there kit-" He stopped and laughed.
"You did scream Valentine. Don't deny it."
Curtus' arms wrapped around Valentine and he pulled her closer, her head fitting right against his shoulder. His nose nuzzled her forhead and he moaned softly.
"Hmmm... you smell amazing." Curtus ran a steady hand along the side of her face, his thumb brushing back her hair.
"I was saying... I was thinking you look beautiful and I'm too fucking lucky." It was a lie, well it wasn't what he was thinking then. It was what Curtus thought now, and he was sure that someone in his mind those thoughts had occured but that wasn't what Curtus had started to say.
But he's save it for later.
"Now your turn Valentine. What were you saying?" Curtus kissed her lips briefly. "I want to know."
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"You're the only person that's ever pointed out I smell good. I know I do, and everyone ignores it or something and here we are, you unable to get it out of your head. Strange, I'd have to say. Hmph." She was happy someone noticed, but it made her want to go back and flip off everyone who hadn't mentioned it. But...not now. Definitely not now. Too comfy now that he had pulled her closer, and one of her arms slung over his stomach only to run it's fingers up his bare side.
"I think you're lying. Well..no, not that you're lying lying," she shook her head, "But lying about what you were going to say. Liars are easy to sniff out." She looked up and winked at him, but before putting her head down kissed his neck softly.
"But if you say so. And why do you want to know? It wasn't anything over important. I was just going to say something like you're the love like of my life." Valentine inhaled ( ... )
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When she didn't press him it made Curtus laugh. "Accepting are we? Well, maybe we can talk about that later. That and you think I'm the like of your life." He kissed her again, this time more need in his lips.
"Are you cold?" Curtus was so kind now, his gestures, his movements, everything sweet and kind becuase... well he was falling for her.
"I can grab a blanket if you are." He told her, wanting Valentine to be completely comfortable.
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With a small nod, Valentine sighed with regret, or at least reminisence. "Yeah...I have to be accepting. Accepting of a lot of things. Like that damn full mooon." This time, when he kissed her, she made an effort to kiss back; but only because he had started it. Only because she wanted to feel that contact as long as she could. "No, we don't need to talk about any of it...especially not that."
She shook her head before laying it on his chest. "No. I'm not cold. Not at all. Just need to be closer to you." Ugh, Valentine. Don't be corny. Guys don't like corny. "I'm happy using you as a warmer. And you know what? You've gotten warmer." She didn't ( ... )
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"Hmm, wonder why." Grinning his Canine's showed a little but Curtus could careless. He knew what he was and hell he liked it.
Her words hit him hard, but not the way he had expected. It made him feel... warmer.
"I hate it when you're right." It only happeneda few times, and when Curtus was wrong he'd never admit it. But for Her...
"Something I liked before I became a slave to the moon doll." Her fingers continued to flutter along her back and sides without thinking, moving with minds of their own. "Hate the taste but the smells always been pleasing enough." He nuzzled his nose against her neck.
"I could get used to this one..." Curtus' eyes closed as he smelled her, took her scent in. He couldn't get enough of it. Her. Them.
All of it.
He didn't want to let her go.
Fucking wimp. Had it been any other bitch you'd have dropped her cold on the floor and said leave. Get some damn sleep but here you are, chatting it up with HER. What? ( ... )
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