Tuesday, July 31, 2012
The morning after
Atrina woke up to the cutest sight she had ever seen. Little Riin was still out cold, his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist and his face was buried between her breasts. Well, you warmed up nicely for someone so opposed to having sex, she thought to herself.
Though, this thought led to a series of questions, how was it that she was able to reach her climax when she never could? Was it the diamond's power? Her eyes were drawn to the stone in his chest, she skimmed her hand lightly over it. The stone she was after... it would break her curse. It had the power to stop her suffering, the only consequence was the death of its host once it was removed. In order to break the damned curse called for an immense amount of power from it and to have the host still attatched to it would only hinder the process... and that was just it, wasnt it? She couldnt kill him... he was too... Darn it... She pursed her lips in frustration.. well, there is no point in pouting, Atrina, lets have some more fun, shall we?
With a wicked smile and an even more wicked purpose, Atrina slid her hand down his abdomen, and straight for his cock.
He awoke with such a jolt, he looked right about to jump out of his skin.
"W-what the hell!" His voice quivered slighty, yet, he did not move away from her. Her grin only grew.
"Oh, Riin, you still like it, don't you?" Riin seemed plainly shocked, he looked down, and back up to her as if trying to figure the situation.
"You want to play, Riin?" She pushed him back and straddled his hips. "'Cuz, I really, want to play" Atrina ran her hands over his chest, lingering only slightly over the diamond. Soon, her mind purred, soon...
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His heart palpitated, stars appearing subtly in his vision as he still attempted to draw himself out of the haze of slumber. His head was pounding, a sign that he blacked out from the night before, but other than that his attention was stolen by the beautiful vixen hovering over him. The sight of her seductively teasing him with her lustrous breasts, a sleek and slender abdomen, straight down to her core that began rubbing in slow, moist strokes on his skin. Memories of the night before began to resurface and it was enough to send him into a craze. He remember distinctly the feel of being inside her, stroking her hot, wet walls as her silken flesh enclosed his sex tightly as she reached her climax.
ReplyDeleteThe moans that escaped his lips nearly snapped him out of his trance. He blinked; what had happened to him? The years that passed were full of fear and purpose yet now his mind was consumed with the thought of taking this woman, to send them to that wonderful high and continue until his strength left him completely.
The woman was observant, coy even, as she watched delightfully how he struggled to regain his composure. He tried averting his gaze from her, though he could not help but catch a glance of her lavishly licking her lips. But a glance was all she needed. Her eyes glimmered a familiar glow, drawing his attention once more, which only seemed to satisfy her greatly. The intensity of her gaze heightened, electric currents flashed across the bright of her violet eyes and suddenly it was unbearable. His back arched, his lips parted to betray the sighs and moans of pleasure, as his mind sent images whirling across his vision. Images of him taking her, viciously, violently, in so many ways. The bombardment of sensuality had him lingering on the edge of ecstasy and if he wasn't released soon he was sure he'd fall apart right then and there.
She had to admit, the amount of lust that emanated from this boy was astonishing. . . and sexy. She leaned in, taking pride in the way he reacted to her, the way his entire body tensed as she brushed her lips against his. The touch was light at first, just enough to calm him, though he soon became more demanding. Excitement shot through Atrina as she felt his hands tangle in her hair, their tongues locking in a war. Oh, this boy is going to be the end of me, she thought as she moved away from his lips, running her tongue over his throat, lower to his chest and when she reached his hips he froze completely. His breath stopped completely. "Breathe Riin, darling, you don't want to pass out again, do you?"
ReplyDeleteHis only response was a sharp gasp as she licked him. His hands clutched the covers as if he were holding on for his life, his body strained to remain still but as soon as she took him into her mouth he completely lost it. He thrashed frantically, his moans turning into shallow gasps then to outright screaming. And she supposed the fact that she amped up his desire didn't really help, did it? Oh, she delighted in the control she had over him. It was just one night, one long, wonderful night and she had him in a sexual craze. Hell yes she felt proud, and it was perhaps this pride that drove her to lavish him. To completely drive him insane, teasing him until he was just on the verge of his climax, so she stopped, waited for him to calm down a bit and continued her torture. It would have lasted for hours if she had her way, but it seemed as though fate had reared her ugly head and stamped a giant "No" onto the situation. The door opened, slowly at first, but the person seemed to see Riin and that was enough invitation to come rushing in.
The look on the intruder's face was priceless. Atrina stopped what she was doing and cast him an angry glare. Fuck yes she was angry, people had no respect when others try to sexually torture their partners, did they?
"WHAT.. THE..HELL" The intruder was a male. Brown hair... he looked very much like- And it clicked... Oh... Still, being his brother gave him no right to just barge in.
"Skilar," She sat up, her gaze holding his, "You better have a DAMNED good reason for interrupting us." The looks that were exchanged by the brothers told her that this.. would be one FUN time.
The room still spun under the influence of the torture Atrina had put him through, his breaths labored and heavy. There arose prominent feelings of anger, fear, and disgrace through their locked gazes, yet Riin dared not turn away. It would be the same routine argument with the same routine result. Energy like that was better spent with the wonderfully sexual witch claiming him... torturing him... tasting his-
ReplyDelete"Got a fan, eh, King?" Skilar crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway, looking smug. "And here I thought you were being attacked."
Riin sneered. "Did I disappoint you?"
"No, I knew this would happen eventually."
"Then why so surprised?"
Silence fell between them as Skilar's eyes hardened, analyzing what had become of his younger brother. That aura of wanting to protect him would have normally irritated Riin on any given, normal day. But now he was indignant, staring at his brother with shameless pride and a challenging glare. The two always had a sour attitude whenever it concerned Riin or the Diamond, but Riin would be damned to let Skilar intentionally ruin this moment with Atrina for him. He opened his mouth, intending to send off Skilar with final words of farewell, yet what escaped was a startled yelp of surprise. Skilar's eyes flashed equally in surprise; both boys had completely forgotten Atrina's presence, which seemed unacceptable as she took Riin in her mouth once more. The touch of her slick, damp tongue climbing along his length with such urgency nearly stole the breath completely from his lungs. His head titled back, eyes slightly closed, as small whimpers left his lips. It lasted for but mere seconds, an eternity for Riin, and Atrina parted her lips from around his cock to speak.
"You either leave right now..." She reached up to Riin's neck and licked coyly underneath the jawline, her eyes flashing to Ski's. "Or join us."
That seemed enough to have Skilar throw his hands up in defeat and walk out... though, the little bit of persuasion she sent him had helped a little she supposed. Her attention was drawn back to Riin's, his eyes held hers for several moments. He was waiting for her to make her move.
ReplyDeleteShe leaned up, taking his mouth once more, running her tongue across his lips. Her teeth biting his lower lip playfully. She straddled him, rubbing against that straining erection, making him gasp in between their kisses.
Almost viciously she tore away from him and pinned him to the mattress. His body was now covered in sweat, she heard the fast beating of heart. She grinned at Riin's expression of arousal and longing, but she wouldn't give him that release, not that easily.
"Scream for me, Riin." When he shook his head Atrina cocked an eyebrow at him. "Rebellious today, are we?" With that she traveled down once more, adding to the torture by sending him images of what it would be like to let him claim her. All his wildest dreams, those desires and needs quenched but his response was a breathily laugh.
Oh, so, someone is getting cocky, aren't they? She added to the torture, making him feeling every single nerve in his body light up with lust. He attempted to stay quiet by biting down on his lip but it proved too great.
He screamed, yelling at the top of his lungs.
"Much better." She waited for him to settle, still keeping him from that sweet release. His moans indicating his frustration, only exciting and urging her further. She laid down next to him, a soft, lignering touch trailing from his still very much hard cock, up his abdomen, to his chest, and finally stopping at his jawline. She caressed him softly, watching as a single bead of sweat ran down his temple. His eyes flashed to hers, confusion clouding them.
"You're very much amusing, Riin." She wrapped her arms around him, burring her face in his neck. His arms brought her closer to him, his hot breath against her ear, "I would be even more amusing if I were in you."
Now that, was an amusing thought, Atrina realized then, just how much she had corrupted young little Riin.