Cyrus enjoyed looking at Fallon, stretched out on the bed so scantily clad. The look she gave the present box scorched him. Realizing she just may be planning to do the 'installation' set fire to his blood. He moved closer to the bed, intent upon her. That look drove him to seek more dominance in this dance of lust they played out.
His plan to resume control was lost as she stretched and played with the blood. The puddle on her flat tummy made him ravenous. Restraint now was needed so he would not hurt her accidentally as the beast inside him snarled at the sight and scent of so much blood on her. Crawling carefully on the bed closer to her, he watched her fingers play in the red pool. His eyes were wary and watchfull, though heavy lidded as her delicate hand traced his lips.
Cyrus laid down upon his stomach, partially so he could not easily pounce and also to hide the reaction of his body as he fought with the predatorial side of his nature. Once situated laying along the length of Fallon's slick body with his head at her navel he allowed himself to lick his lips, tasting the blood. Immediately he knew it was Suki's and quite fresh which surprised him. Gently leaning over Fallon, Cyrus began to lick her smooth skin while not quite lapping up the blood. His tongue spread a red glow from the small puddle to her ribs and hip bones, careful not to stain the lingerie. It was a delicate process, allowing the beast to feed while the man seduced.
His hands roamed minorly, as his elbow proped him up. One toyed with the spots on her breast while the other was on her thigh. A low rumbling noise continued to sound as he battled to remain gentle and human. Finally all the liquid was gone, even the minor tint was licked clean from Fallon's flesh. Cyrus rolled over and panted, his head resting upon the bed.
Amorous Saturday (Private, Attn: Fallon)
For several days the corner suite had been the scene of much activity. Cleaners, florists and assorted deliveries that drove the manager to greater heights of stress than ever before. Finally he simply stationed someone at the desk to escort people to the suite. Suki fussed slightly over the finishing touches but soon left, leaving a Do Not Disturb sign upon the door handle.
The main room held a couch and loveseat along with a large plasma TV and coffee table. Rich carpet, luxurious furnishings and finishing touches added by Suki. There were a multitude of plants, trees growing upwards from pots, ferns hanging down from the ceiling, and pots of orchids showing a riot of blooms on most surfaces. Tiny lights were wrapped around several of the larger trees, creating pools of light and shadow around the rooms.
Outside of the main room was a pantry type area. A brand new fridge had been installed behind a door so that the room could be used this evening. Inside the fridge were three green wine bottles, the corks half in and sealed with wax that looked very homemade. There was also a wide array of fruits, chocolates, whipped cream and honey. On the counter was a wine bottle opener next to a very expensive Cabernet by Mondavi. The glasses were crystal and sparkled brightly.
The balcony opened up to allow two small tables, two chairs and two lounge chairs out upon it. The wrought iron railing atop the wall were wrapped with more of the tiny lights. These were soft white, so as to night intrude too much but add a soft starlight look. The cushions were brand new and upholstered in a soft cotton in a black on black pattern.
Inside the bedroom was a large king size bed with a thick silk bedspread in a warm toffee color. The sheets peaking out were a sumptuous egyptian cotton in a deeper tone, almost coffee colored. The plants and mini lights were also in this room, almost hiding the walls with greenery and creating a shimmering display of twinkling lights. Notably absent was the standard digital alarm clock from the bedside table. Instead a crystal vase of cut coral roses lent their fragrance to the air.
The bath off the bedroom first had a large jacuzzi tub with a variety of oils and bubbles arranged on the counter. The two sink and vanities held up a large display of orchids. A glass encased shower stall looked large enough for four and sported a wide bench along one wall. The commode was hidden behind a door for privacy.
The room while rich and screaming luxury was still sun proofed for the new lovers to enjoy a day in safety. Discrete blackout curtains were standard, but Suki had installed wider, longer and thicker shades. These rolled down from the rod and stayed put with a heavy metal pole along the bottom. Each room was safe as long as neither occupant forgot to lower the shade or attempted to look out.
The stage was set to create evening perfect for romance.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Fallon
18 years ago
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm", Fallon moaned softly, when Cyrus put his tongue to her skin, and began teasing her back for her impish deed. Her head was still propped up on one of the pillows, so she could watch as he cleaned her of every drop of blood. Each lick sending tremors through her, the smell of blood thick around them now, and only heightening the sensations that much more.
The hand she held closest to his back, she laid warmly on his shoulder blade, moving with him as he moved over her. As his tongue slid against a particularly sensitive area, Fallon gasped, and sucked her stomach in tight, as if to somehow escape the sensual tickle. Though escape was the last thing she would consciously consider.
When his finger touched her bra, and traced along the print, her nipples hardened. The fabric standing between his touch and her skin was the thinnest, silkiest satin, and acted as a sort of conductor between their bodies. It also served to strengthen and magnify her growing desire, and Fallon crossed her legs, shifting her body against itself, sending off the smallest of shockwaves through the core of her being.
Seeing the effect her playing was having, gave Fallon further confidence to continue with her game. Elated that giving him pleasure was doing the same to her, she hoped she would be able to draw out the torment between them until neither one of them could stand it any longer...so far she was afraid she might be losing that race.
Finding her bra and panties were no longer wanted or needed, Fallon quickly divested herself of both, letting them drop to the floor alongside the bed. Her hand again found the bottle, and taking a sip, she rolled over to kiss Cyrus, sharing the mouthful. The bottle was then poised over the area between his pectorals, where she let a small amount dribble out, to trail down his chest, and pool where her's had. Her eyes could see his part in the race might be over soon as well, as they gazed at his boxers. That would be next on her agenda, once she had lapped up the redness from his body. and set about doing that. Her lips moving down the center of his body, sucking and kissing the blood away, pausing ever inch or so to nip at his skin. She also nudged the waistband of his boxers slightly, under the pretense of not wanting to smear any blood on them.
That accomplished, Fallon rolled back onto her back again, and poured more blood in the small valley between her breasts. Her index finger twirled around in the liquid, until it was good and dripping, and then moved to twirl around her areola, and nipple...first on one breast, then the other. And once she had drawn the bloody flowers across her chest, she smiled at Cyrus...not sure still, if she could remain passive much longer.
The hand she held closest to his back, she laid warmly on his shoulder blade, moving with him as he moved over her. As his tongue slid against a particularly sensitive area, Fallon gasped, and sucked her stomach in tight, as if to somehow escape the sensual tickle. Though escape was the last thing she would consciously consider.
When his finger touched her bra, and traced along the print, her nipples hardened. The fabric standing between his touch and her skin was the thinnest, silkiest satin, and acted as a sort of conductor between their bodies. It also served to strengthen and magnify her growing desire, and Fallon crossed her legs, shifting her body against itself, sending off the smallest of shockwaves through the core of her being.
Seeing the effect her playing was having, gave Fallon further confidence to continue with her game. Elated that giving him pleasure was doing the same to her, she hoped she would be able to draw out the torment between them until neither one of them could stand it any longer...so far she was afraid she might be losing that race.
Finding her bra and panties were no longer wanted or needed, Fallon quickly divested herself of both, letting them drop to the floor alongside the bed. Her hand again found the bottle, and taking a sip, she rolled over to kiss Cyrus, sharing the mouthful. The bottle was then poised over the area between his pectorals, where she let a small amount dribble out, to trail down his chest, and pool where her's had. Her eyes could see his part in the race might be over soon as well, as they gazed at his boxers. That would be next on her agenda, once she had lapped up the redness from his body. and set about doing that. Her lips moving down the center of his body, sucking and kissing the blood away, pausing ever inch or so to nip at his skin. She also nudged the waistband of his boxers slightly, under the pretense of not wanting to smear any blood on them.
That accomplished, Fallon rolled back onto her back again, and poured more blood in the small valley between her breasts. Her index finger twirled around in the liquid, until it was good and dripping, and then moved to twirl around her areola, and nipple...first on one breast, then the other. And once she had drawn the bloody flowers across her chest, she smiled at Cyrus...not sure still, if she could remain passive much longer.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Recovering from the internal battle, Cyrus watched Fallon wiggle out of her underthings. Pretty though they were, he knew they were quite unneeded now. The soft flesh exposed aroused his lust once more as did the warm kiss they shared with a bit of the blood exchanged. It was a good thing too, as he could smell the enticing aroma of her arousal.
Boldly she poured the red fluid upon his chest. He arched a brow and watched her lap at his skin like a kitten. Her seductive actions roused him from the beastly feeling towards arousal once more. His blood pounded through his loins as she nudged his boxers down. Cyrus actually groaned at the loss of her light tongue and mouth from his skin once she was finished. Watching her paint her breasts kept his arousal high. The beast had been tamed by the kitten and all he felt now was the seductiveness in such play.
Whisking his boxers off, he watched the slightly stained flesh next to him. First he took her paintbrush fingers in his hand. Licking, nibbling and sucking till they were clean. Then pressing the lenght of his body to hers he began licking at the puddles and painted flesh. Her breasts were firm round globes that his tongue enjoyed exploring. Shortly only the hardened tips still showed the blood. Blowing lightly across each point, Cyrus moved down to the little pool on Fallon's chest and tummy. His was arousal pressed firmly against her hip as the last of the liquid was removed.
With a heated look up at her dark eyes, he once more blew a light breath against each hard nipple. Enjoying how her body arched upwards, aching for more, his hands moved lightly over the silky smooth skin of her hips. Ceasing the teasing, Cyrus' head swooped down and sucked firmly on first the right peak. Lips tight agains her breast, tongue laving the peak. Since it fit so neatly between his fangs, he nibbled lightly. Moving to the left peak he repeated his actions as his hand toyed with the right.
He was not swift or urgent with his desire as he had been prior to the battle with the inner predator. Savoring the taste of her skin and sweet responses, Cyrus played happily with her lush mounds with no intention of stopping.
Boldly she poured the red fluid upon his chest. He arched a brow and watched her lap at his skin like a kitten. Her seductive actions roused him from the beastly feeling towards arousal once more. His blood pounded through his loins as she nudged his boxers down. Cyrus actually groaned at the loss of her light tongue and mouth from his skin once she was finished. Watching her paint her breasts kept his arousal high. The beast had been tamed by the kitten and all he felt now was the seductiveness in such play.
Whisking his boxers off, he watched the slightly stained flesh next to him. First he took her paintbrush fingers in his hand. Licking, nibbling and sucking till they were clean. Then pressing the lenght of his body to hers he began licking at the puddles and painted flesh. Her breasts were firm round globes that his tongue enjoyed exploring. Shortly only the hardened tips still showed the blood. Blowing lightly across each point, Cyrus moved down to the little pool on Fallon's chest and tummy. His was arousal pressed firmly against her hip as the last of the liquid was removed.
With a heated look up at her dark eyes, he once more blew a light breath against each hard nipple. Enjoying how her body arched upwards, aching for more, his hands moved lightly over the silky smooth skin of her hips. Ceasing the teasing, Cyrus' head swooped down and sucked firmly on first the right peak. Lips tight agains her breast, tongue laving the peak. Since it fit so neatly between his fangs, he nibbled lightly. Moving to the left peak he repeated his actions as his hand toyed with the right.
He was not swift or urgent with his desire as he had been prior to the battle with the inner predator. Savoring the taste of her skin and sweet responses, Cyrus played happily with her lush mounds with no intention of stopping.
Fallon
18 years ago
Cyrus' desire was blatant when he removed the last bit of clothing from his
body. Seeing his burgeoning manhood almost caused Fallon to forgo any more love play, and throw herself onto him. Almost. But she had started this
little game, and was now too vested in it to just give up. She was having
more fun tonight, than she had ever had, and wanted to make sure things
continued to build. She didn't want to disappoint Cyrus in anyway.
When his mouth descended on her, she thought for a moment he might bite her, and the possibility made her breasts ache. She couldn't believe they could become any harder, or full of need, than they were now, but each touch of his tongue, and soft breath, showed her just how much more full of desire they could become.
Feeling his hot, hardness pressed next to her thigh, Fallon reached down, and
stroked along its length. When he lifted himself slightly to get a better
purchase on her nipples, Fallon slipped her other hand between their bodies, and used both to caress him, stroke him. He was already so hard, she had to wonder how much longer they had to play. But he didn't seem hurried, so she continued moving her hands, more firmly, up and down, and moving him closer to her entrance.
Pressing the tip of him against her, Fallon again shifted, and felt the softness rub against the hub of her own pleasure. With each pass of his skin against her's, she felt herself open for him, and her insides began to liquify. Yet she didn't pull him into her just yet. At this point Fallon was teetering on the brink of her own fulfillment, and she knew once he did enter her, it would be a short matter of time until she crossed over.
Her breath was now coming from her lips in short, soft pants...and her eyes were beginning to glaze over slightly. She still watched him as he made love to her breasts, but her vision of him was slightly fuzzy around the edges. A sound, much like a loud purring, was emitted from her throat, followed by another sound unlike Fallon had ever made before. And since she was too caught up in the way Cyrus was making her feel, she didn't even think about the quiet howl she had created.
body. Seeing his burgeoning manhood almost caused Fallon to forgo any more love play, and throw herself onto him. Almost. But she had started this
little game, and was now too vested in it to just give up. She was having
more fun tonight, than she had ever had, and wanted to make sure things
continued to build. She didn't want to disappoint Cyrus in anyway.
When his mouth descended on her, she thought for a moment he might bite her, and the possibility made her breasts ache. She couldn't believe they could become any harder, or full of need, than they were now, but each touch of his tongue, and soft breath, showed her just how much more full of desire they could become.
Feeling his hot, hardness pressed next to her thigh, Fallon reached down, and
stroked along its length. When he lifted himself slightly to get a better
purchase on her nipples, Fallon slipped her other hand between their bodies, and used both to caress him, stroke him. He was already so hard, she had to wonder how much longer they had to play. But he didn't seem hurried, so she continued moving her hands, more firmly, up and down, and moving him closer to her entrance.
Pressing the tip of him against her, Fallon again shifted, and felt the softness rub against the hub of her own pleasure. With each pass of his skin against her's, she felt herself open for him, and her insides began to liquify. Yet she didn't pull him into her just yet. At this point Fallon was teetering on the brink of her own fulfillment, and she knew once he did enter her, it would be a short matter of time until she crossed over.
Her breath was now coming from her lips in short, soft pants...and her eyes were beginning to glaze over slightly. She still watched him as he made love to her breasts, but her vision of him was slightly fuzzy around the edges. A sound, much like a loud purring, was emitted from her throat, followed by another sound unlike Fallon had ever made before. And since she was too caught up in the way Cyrus was making her feel, she didn't even think about the quiet howl she had created.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus growled loudly at the touch of Fallon's hand upon him. She pulled him close an proceeded to rub his hard flesh against her soft moist flesh. Relishing the feeling of her skin on his and the noises coming from her, he all but purred.
Blowing on the damp points of her breasts to dry them an interesting idea sprang to mind. With a minor shift of his hips he accomplished his goal. Now his hard shaft was craddled along the lenght of her cleft, almost hugged tight by the lips of her sex. Easing his hips upwards, he rubbed the exotic piercings against her most tender flesh. The steel barbells were small but hard metal, warmed by the heat of his skin and slid along her smoothly.
Hips mimicing the act soon to come continued to rub against her intimately. Nuzzling his face against her neck, chest and breasts Cyrus felt enveloped in her warm womanly scent. It was an intoxicating scent. Even more so than the wine they had shared at dinner.
Torn between longing to slip inside her body and the pleasure of pleasing Fallon, Cyrus continued his thrusts. All that he needed to do was change angle to slip inside her body, for now, this was just as satisfying.
Blowing on the damp points of her breasts to dry them an interesting idea sprang to mind. With a minor shift of his hips he accomplished his goal. Now his hard shaft was craddled along the lenght of her cleft, almost hugged tight by the lips of her sex. Easing his hips upwards, he rubbed the exotic piercings against her most tender flesh. The steel barbells were small but hard metal, warmed by the heat of his skin and slid along her smoothly.
Hips mimicing the act soon to come continued to rub against her intimately. Nuzzling his face against her neck, chest and breasts Cyrus felt enveloped in her warm womanly scent. It was an intoxicating scent. Even more so than the wine they had shared at dinner.
Torn between longing to slip inside her body and the pleasure of pleasing Fallon, Cyrus continued his thrusts. All that he needed to do was change angle to slip inside her body, for now, this was just as satisfying.
Fallon
18 years ago
A hard hiss gasped from Fallon's lips, as the press of the small pieces of metal caused her first small climax. Because Cyrus now performed the movements on his own, she pulled her hands from their bodies, and placed them on his hips, but soon moved them to cup the cheeks of his ass, and press him onto her more firmly.
She wished she had replaced the studs he wore with those she had bought him. It would have been symbolic for their first time. But Fallon wasn't really big on symbols, so instead of focusing on that, she instead just went with the feelings he was creating for her.
Her hips lifted up and down, and Fallon's hand trailed up Cyrus' back, to tease along the skin behind his ear.
"Whenever you're ready...I'm waiting."
It was against her nature to demand anything, especially of a man, and one she cared so deeply for. But the needs of her body were nearing the breaking point, and she had to let him know.
Her legs wrapped around his, opening herself up to him, as far as possible, and ever fiber of her being seemed to be gathering inside her, around his shaft. Her fingernails dug into his skin where her hands rested, and short, quiet, high pitched cries began in her throat.
Wanting to feel him inside, Fallon again moved her fingers to his hips, and tried to push him inside her as he rubbed against her opening.
She wished she had replaced the studs he wore with those she had bought him. It would have been symbolic for their first time. But Fallon wasn't really big on symbols, so instead of focusing on that, she instead just went with the feelings he was creating for her.
Her hips lifted up and down, and Fallon's hand trailed up Cyrus' back, to tease along the skin behind his ear.
"Whenever you're ready...I'm waiting."
It was against her nature to demand anything, especially of a man, and one she cared so deeply for. But the needs of her body were nearing the breaking point, and she had to let him know.
Her legs wrapped around his, opening herself up to him, as far as possible, and ever fiber of her being seemed to be gathering inside her, around his shaft. Her fingernails dug into his skin where her hands rested, and short, quiet, high pitched cries began in her throat.
Wanting to feel him inside, Fallon again moved her fingers to his hips, and tried to push him inside her as he rubbed against her opening.
Cyrus
18 years ago
The room soon filled with the scent of her arousal. Cyrus could still smell the blood and the roses vaguely but mostly it was Fallon's sweet musky scent that filled his nose. The feelings of her hands on his hips, ass and back was very nice. He liked her hands on him. His kitten was getting impatient though if her comment was any judge.
His chuckle was husky and his eyes burned with desire under heavy lids. "Soon Kitten, soon."
As her legs found their way around him, he thrust harder. Since she had pulled him in briefly he figured the feelings generated were good. The slick skin around his cock clutched at him as her legs clenched around him. Her hips tilted in an effort to slip him deep inside her and he cheated. Not that he considered it really cheating, but he mentally directed where his hard shaft continued to rub rather than slide inside at the demanding shift of her body.
Placing a hard fast kiss on her lips, he pushed himself upwards. His body throbbed, demanding release. "Patience."
His growled comment was directed more at himself than Fallon. Still he gained his knees and sat back on his heels still encircled by her long legs. Hands trailing from her breast down her stomach, hips to thighs, knees to ankles. Grasping her feet in each hand, behind his back, he untangled them gently. Placing each foot a few inches away from her rear, he ran his hands up the back of her thighs to cup her rounded ass. Hands kneeding lightly, Cyrus looked up at the brown eyes at the head of the bed. His gaze was full of heat and promise.
Begining at her bent knees with licking nibbling kisses he worked his way down to the very center of her. Long licks of his tongue moistened her flesh. Decending upon her moist cleft with his nimble tongue he lashed at her clit firmly. His fingers found their way to the entrance of her body and stroked gently before dipping inside thrusting firmly. With his body laying flat upon the bed and his erection pushing futilely at the matress, Cyrus reeled at her taste. Such fiery desire for him made his head spin as he lapped at her.
His chuckle was husky and his eyes burned with desire under heavy lids. "Soon Kitten, soon."
As her legs found their way around him, he thrust harder. Since she had pulled him in briefly he figured the feelings generated were good. The slick skin around his cock clutched at him as her legs clenched around him. Her hips tilted in an effort to slip him deep inside her and he cheated. Not that he considered it really cheating, but he mentally directed where his hard shaft continued to rub rather than slide inside at the demanding shift of her body.
Placing a hard fast kiss on her lips, he pushed himself upwards. His body throbbed, demanding release. "Patience."
His growled comment was directed more at himself than Fallon. Still he gained his knees and sat back on his heels still encircled by her long legs. Hands trailing from her breast down her stomach, hips to thighs, knees to ankles. Grasping her feet in each hand, behind his back, he untangled them gently. Placing each foot a few inches away from her rear, he ran his hands up the back of her thighs to cup her rounded ass. Hands kneeding lightly, Cyrus looked up at the brown eyes at the head of the bed. His gaze was full of heat and promise.
Begining at her bent knees with licking nibbling kisses he worked his way down to the very center of her. Long licks of his tongue moistened her flesh. Decending upon her moist cleft with his nimble tongue he lashed at her clit firmly. His fingers found their way to the entrance of her body and stroked gently before dipping inside thrusting firmly. With his body laying flat upon the bed and his erection pushing futilely at the matress, Cyrus reeled at her taste. Such fiery desire for him made his head spin as he lapped at her.
Fallon
18 years ago
Surely the man had been well schooled in torment, for he performed it so
well on Fallon now.
"Cyrus!" She cried out, when he sat back and moved away. And when he
disengaged himself from her legs she whimpered.
"Please...don't leave me..."
Her plea was rather pitiful, but she was afraid he was just going to stop
now, and her body had never been left in such a state before. At least his
words of promise prevented her from becoming too upset, and that was when she
realized he was intent on teasing her into madness.
His hands on her legs burned everywhere they touched, and as they spread them
apart, bending them, she felt even more vulnerable, but so very wet, and
ready. The look in his eyes again caused all those already tingly places to
tighten further, and her hands came up towards him. She was unable to reach
him, but her fingers grasped at air instead, the mewling sound almost sounding
like a cry of pain. And though it was of the delicious kind, Fallon's body
did continue to ache.
The second his tongue made contact with her hot, moist core, Fallon's body
convulsed, and she moaned. Her head lolled from side to side as the muscles
in her stomach, and insides began to roll with the wave of pleasure. Yet he
did not relent, but kept up the sensations, making them stronger, more
powerful, and her hips began moving upward to meet his tongue...his
fingers.
"Cyrus, Cyrus, Cyrus....." His name had become a mantra...a means to focus a
little and not be swallowed whole in the rapture she was being overcome with.
The ecstacy she was enthralled in seemed to have no end, and just when she felt
she would truly lose her senses, her body began to spiral downward. Yet even
on the back side of her apex, her body continued to spasm, and shake.
It was more than a little odd, being the one to be pleased, and knowing Cyrus
had not yet been. Fallon wanted nothing more now than to give to him as he
had given to her. But first she needed just a couple seconds to recoup her
energies. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she tried to pull him up
alongside her body. She wanted to thank him, and tell him that what he had just done for her had been more spectacular than anything she had ever experienced. She wanted to tell him that he was the best lover she had ever been with. But she didn't. The words seemed to inadequate.
"Hold me please...just for a moment. Let me catch my breath. Then I'll change out your jewelry, if you want me to."
Now would be the perfect time...and Fallon's eyes took on a bright sheen as she thought about it. It would also be the perfect prelude into how she wanted to love him now.
well on Fallon now.
"Cyrus!" She cried out, when he sat back and moved away. And when he
disengaged himself from her legs she whimpered.
"Please...don't leave me..."
Her plea was rather pitiful, but she was afraid he was just going to stop
now, and her body had never been left in such a state before. At least his
words of promise prevented her from becoming too upset, and that was when she
realized he was intent on teasing her into madness.
His hands on her legs burned everywhere they touched, and as they spread them
apart, bending them, she felt even more vulnerable, but so very wet, and
ready. The look in his eyes again caused all those already tingly places to
tighten further, and her hands came up towards him. She was unable to reach
him, but her fingers grasped at air instead, the mewling sound almost sounding
like a cry of pain. And though it was of the delicious kind, Fallon's body
did continue to ache.
The second his tongue made contact with her hot, moist core, Fallon's body
convulsed, and she moaned. Her head lolled from side to side as the muscles
in her stomach, and insides began to roll with the wave of pleasure. Yet he
did not relent, but kept up the sensations, making them stronger, more
powerful, and her hips began moving upward to meet his tongue...his
fingers.
"Cyrus, Cyrus, Cyrus....." His name had become a mantra...a means to focus a
little and not be swallowed whole in the rapture she was being overcome with.
The ecstacy she was enthralled in seemed to have no end, and just when she felt
she would truly lose her senses, her body began to spiral downward. Yet even
on the back side of her apex, her body continued to spasm, and shake.
It was more than a little odd, being the one to be pleased, and knowing Cyrus
had not yet been. Fallon wanted nothing more now than to give to him as he
had given to her. But first she needed just a couple seconds to recoup her
energies. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she tried to pull him up
alongside her body. She wanted to thank him, and tell him that what he had just done for her had been more spectacular than anything she had ever experienced. She wanted to tell him that he was the best lover she had ever been with. But she didn't. The words seemed to inadequate.
"Hold me please...just for a moment. Let me catch my breath. Then I'll change out your jewelry, if you want me to."
Now would be the perfect time...and Fallon's eyes took on a bright sheen as she thought about it. It would also be the perfect prelude into how she wanted to love him now.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Every twitch and flex of her muscles bolstered his ego. It was a wonderous thing to be able to bring such a lovely woman to climax. Cyrus was very proud of his kitten's responses to him. Her cries of pleasure and grasping at him pushed his desire higher.
Pushing himself up slightly on one arm, he took her leg and wrapped it loosely around his body. Hopefully she would do the same with the other. Rather than hug and cuddle he continued licking, though he moved upwards to her hip bones and smooth belly. Every inch of her skin was kissed, licked and sucked while his hands pet her gently. He climbed her body slowly upwards, allowing his body weight to press upon her center while not touching her directly.
In due time he reclaimed her breasts, gently stroking and squeezing. Carefully placing his hard shaft once more along her moist folds he moved up to her shoulders and neck as his hands ran down her arms and sides. His fingers and lips were ultra sensitive by now, awash with the feeling of her flesh under them. Exploring the hollow behind her ears, he thrust his hips gently, once as he tried to recall the request she had made prior, that now seemed hours away.
"Anything you want, is yours."
Pushing himself up slightly on one arm, he took her leg and wrapped it loosely around his body. Hopefully she would do the same with the other. Rather than hug and cuddle he continued licking, though he moved upwards to her hip bones and smooth belly. Every inch of her skin was kissed, licked and sucked while his hands pet her gently. He climbed her body slowly upwards, allowing his body weight to press upon her center while not touching her directly.
In due time he reclaimed her breasts, gently stroking and squeezing. Carefully placing his hard shaft once more along her moist folds he moved up to her shoulders and neck as his hands ran down her arms and sides. His fingers and lips were ultra sensitive by now, awash with the feeling of her flesh under them. Exploring the hollow behind her ears, he thrust his hips gently, once as he tried to recall the request she had made prior, that now seemed hours away.
"Anything you want, is yours."
Fallon
18 years ago
Impossible as she knew it was, Cyrus now seemed to be more than one man. She felt his hands and lips everywhere upon her body. He stroked her skin with his fingers, and his tongue, and instead of allowing her a return from her climactic high, he kept her poised on the edge. He did seem to take a small amount of pity on her though, and made sure to keep himself from rubbing her 'tender' area. For awhile anyway.
When it seemed that he was going to start the wonderful teasing all over, Fallon gathered her wits about her. She could spend all night making love with him, but part of the excitement for her was also in seeing him achieve his own pleasure, and that had yet to pass tonight.
Cradling his head against her breasts, Fallon poised her leg and pushed from the bed. It took two tries, but then the motion caused the two of them to roll over, and Fallon found herself now straddling Cyrus' body. Just where she wanted to be. She couldn't help but grin at him, as she moved her body downward. When she was sitting on his thighs, with his cock straining upwards towards her, Fallon laid her body flat against his, pressing him between them. Her eyes squinted slightly in merriment, and she leaned further forward, until their mouths were hungrily feasting off each other.
The kiss spread out until it encompassed his face, neck, shoulders, and chest. Only then did she sit up again, still grinning. A slight roll and stretch to their sides put her in close enough proximity to now reach the box on the nightstand, which she eagerly grabbed. And her eyes looked to his again, before she slid down even farther on his legs.
As she found the perfect position, Fallon was now able to lean down and take Cyrus in her mouth. Which she did. She held the base of him in one hand...hot and hard...and slipped her mouth in a tight 'O' around the head of his shaft. The velvet softness, and his salty taste combined to make quite the aphrodisiac. Not that one was needed. Letting him slide out of her mouth, she kissed a line underneath his cock, from where she held him in her hand, upwards to the studs he already had attached. Fallon rolled the two little pieces of metal around in her tongue, and then held her head up again to see them. Her deft fingers had removed them before he had time for a breath, had he needed one.
Once he was devoid of all jewelry, Fallon's mouth returned, and her tongue laved the sensitive area where the studs had rested just moments earlier. The back of her index finger rubbed up and down his length, and she licked her lips yet again, watching his face. She removed the first stud from the box, and inserted it into the fleshy bit, careful to put it through the hole made for it. The second piece followed, and after putting the others into the box, and setting the box back, Fallon made a loud, throaty growl, and descended upon Cyrus with a fury. Before she went down on him, she made sure he knew her intentions.
"Anything I want? For now this is it. Later, we'll see."
And her mouth engulfed him again with a fervor of a half starved woman.
When it seemed that he was going to start the wonderful teasing all over, Fallon gathered her wits about her. She could spend all night making love with him, but part of the excitement for her was also in seeing him achieve his own pleasure, and that had yet to pass tonight.
Cradling his head against her breasts, Fallon poised her leg and pushed from the bed. It took two tries, but then the motion caused the two of them to roll over, and Fallon found herself now straddling Cyrus' body. Just where she wanted to be. She couldn't help but grin at him, as she moved her body downward. When she was sitting on his thighs, with his cock straining upwards towards her, Fallon laid her body flat against his, pressing him between them. Her eyes squinted slightly in merriment, and she leaned further forward, until their mouths were hungrily feasting off each other.
The kiss spread out until it encompassed his face, neck, shoulders, and chest. Only then did she sit up again, still grinning. A slight roll and stretch to their sides put her in close enough proximity to now reach the box on the nightstand, which she eagerly grabbed. And her eyes looked to his again, before she slid down even farther on his legs.
As she found the perfect position, Fallon was now able to lean down and take Cyrus in her mouth. Which she did. She held the base of him in one hand...hot and hard...and slipped her mouth in a tight 'O' around the head of his shaft. The velvet softness, and his salty taste combined to make quite the aphrodisiac. Not that one was needed. Letting him slide out of her mouth, she kissed a line underneath his cock, from where she held him in her hand, upwards to the studs he already had attached. Fallon rolled the two little pieces of metal around in her tongue, and then held her head up again to see them. Her deft fingers had removed them before he had time for a breath, had he needed one.
Once he was devoid of all jewelry, Fallon's mouth returned, and her tongue laved the sensitive area where the studs had rested just moments earlier. The back of her index finger rubbed up and down his length, and she licked her lips yet again, watching his face. She removed the first stud from the box, and inserted it into the fleshy bit, careful to put it through the hole made for it. The second piece followed, and after putting the others into the box, and setting the box back, Fallon made a loud, throaty growl, and descended upon Cyrus with a fury. Before she went down on him, she made sure he knew her intentions.
"Anything I want? For now this is it. Later, we'll see."
And her mouth engulfed him again with a fervor of a half starved woman.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus was pleased when his kitten turned into a wildcat in his embrace. Though he could continue exploring every inch of her skin quite happily, his body burned for her. The need to thrust himself inside her was strong but not unbearable yet. As he watched her smiled from atop him the need grew.
The rub of her thighs around him and the press of their bodies trapping his rock hard cock elicted a groan. Even the soft skin of her belly seemed to welcome him as he thrust up against her. Eagerly he returned her kiss. As she moved about kissing and licking him he ran his hands through her hair and over as much skin as he could reach. When she reached out he thought she was grabbing the wine bottle and helped her along with a thrust of his hips.
The small black box in her hand made him throb in anticipation. Watching her move down his body and take his hard shaft into her mouth made him burn. Every muscle in his body tensed as he watched her through nearly closed eyes. A low rumbling was quietly becoming louder as she sucked him and then kissed up the hard line of his cock. Even expecting her to change the small bits of jewelery did not prepare him for the feelings it generated. Her careful ministrations to insert the new studs served only to cause him to jerk and throb in her hand while precome flowed steadily.
Her words snapped his eyes open even as his muscles tensed. The growl escaping his chest was louder now nearly a snarl as he jerked in Fallon's hand. She seemed to be intent upon devouring him which set Cyrus to shaking with need as his hips thrust up. Such sweet torment could not go on too long he knew even as he gripped her hair, pulling her closer to him. The feeling of her teeth scraping the new jewelery ripped a harsh shout from him.
Pulling her up and off of him was easy since he simply wrapped his mind around her body and his arms around her shoulders. With a simple movement Cyrus placed her on his chest, legs on either side of his hips. He could feel the warm wet entrace to her with the tip of his cock and it made him shudder. Pulling her lips down to his for a hard sweeping kiss, his hips lunged upwards.
The rub of her thighs around him and the press of their bodies trapping his rock hard cock elicted a groan. Even the soft skin of her belly seemed to welcome him as he thrust up against her. Eagerly he returned her kiss. As she moved about kissing and licking him he ran his hands through her hair and over as much skin as he could reach. When she reached out he thought she was grabbing the wine bottle and helped her along with a thrust of his hips.
The small black box in her hand made him throb in anticipation. Watching her move down his body and take his hard shaft into her mouth made him burn. Every muscle in his body tensed as he watched her through nearly closed eyes. A low rumbling was quietly becoming louder as she sucked him and then kissed up the hard line of his cock. Even expecting her to change the small bits of jewelery did not prepare him for the feelings it generated. Her careful ministrations to insert the new studs served only to cause him to jerk and throb in her hand while precome flowed steadily.
Her words snapped his eyes open even as his muscles tensed. The growl escaping his chest was louder now nearly a snarl as he jerked in Fallon's hand. She seemed to be intent upon devouring him which set Cyrus to shaking with need as his hips thrust up. Such sweet torment could not go on too long he knew even as he gripped her hair, pulling her closer to him. The feeling of her teeth scraping the new jewelery ripped a harsh shout from him.
Pulling her up and off of him was easy since he simply wrapped his mind around her body and his arms around her shoulders. With a simple movement Cyrus placed her on his chest, legs on either side of his hips. He could feel the warm wet entrace to her with the tip of his cock and it made him shudder. Pulling her lips down to his for a hard sweeping kiss, his hips lunged upwards.
Fallon
18 years ago
One minute Fallon was dining on Cyrus, and the next minute she was smiling into his face. Their two pairs of eyes both seemed to burn with a connection of desire, solely for each other.
She had begun to wonder if she might ever see Cyrus find his pleasure tonight, but his hasty action in pulling her up on top of him just now gave her renewed hope. His moans, and growls made her grin, and Fallon gave up trying to hold herself back, yet again. At some point he would reach his limit, and would then find the place in her that was made for him. Her purpose now was to make his journey exciting, and that was an easy task.
Kissing, and toying with each other tongues, lips, and fangs, Fallon's own need began escalating again. She doubted in her entire life, she had experienced as many peaks as she had tonight, and continued to. Each time she thought her body had gone as far as it would, Cyrus managed to push her up to the edge, yet again. He was such an astonishing lover, Fallon couldn't imagine why he had been alone for so long. She didn't dwell too long on that notion though, and instead thanked the heavens, again, for bringing him into her life.
At long last she felt him near her opening again, and again she wrapped her legs about him. As if doing everything in her power to join with him, at the precise time he lunged forward, Fallon pushed her hips to him, and felt him slide home.
"Oh Cyrus, baby..." The words escaped along with a hiss of pleasure, as he filled Fallon to just the good side of painful fullness. She matched his earlier growl, and bit into his shoulder, sans fangs, as if to hold him in place...still...while her body grew to accommodate him.
When the feeling of stretching subsided, Fallon's hands moved to his ass. Again, holding onto him, she began rocking, and rotating her hips, setting the pace. And once he was moving inside her more easily, she kissed her way down his chest, pausing over each nipple, until she was sitting upon him. With the use of her legs, and hands resting on his thighs, Fallon increased the tempo of their bodies. The feel of his cock rubbing along her inside walls had her crying out yet another release, within minutes. Every nerve in her body seemed to have come together between her legs, and joined in a huge party. Even as she again thought it couldn't go on, she kept up the gyrations. She knew she wouldn't feel complete, until she felt his hot juices shooting inside her.
She had begun to wonder if she might ever see Cyrus find his pleasure tonight, but his hasty action in pulling her up on top of him just now gave her renewed hope. His moans, and growls made her grin, and Fallon gave up trying to hold herself back, yet again. At some point he would reach his limit, and would then find the place in her that was made for him. Her purpose now was to make his journey exciting, and that was an easy task.
Kissing, and toying with each other tongues, lips, and fangs, Fallon's own need began escalating again. She doubted in her entire life, she had experienced as many peaks as she had tonight, and continued to. Each time she thought her body had gone as far as it would, Cyrus managed to push her up to the edge, yet again. He was such an astonishing lover, Fallon couldn't imagine why he had been alone for so long. She didn't dwell too long on that notion though, and instead thanked the heavens, again, for bringing him into her life.
At long last she felt him near her opening again, and again she wrapped her legs about him. As if doing everything in her power to join with him, at the precise time he lunged forward, Fallon pushed her hips to him, and felt him slide home.
"Oh Cyrus, baby..." The words escaped along with a hiss of pleasure, as he filled Fallon to just the good side of painful fullness. She matched his earlier growl, and bit into his shoulder, sans fangs, as if to hold him in place...still...while her body grew to accommodate him.
When the feeling of stretching subsided, Fallon's hands moved to his ass. Again, holding onto him, she began rocking, and rotating her hips, setting the pace. And once he was moving inside her more easily, she kissed her way down his chest, pausing over each nipple, until she was sitting upon him. With the use of her legs, and hands resting on his thighs, Fallon increased the tempo of their bodies. The feel of his cock rubbing along her inside walls had her crying out yet another release, within minutes. Every nerve in her body seemed to have come together between her legs, and joined in a huge party. Even as she again thought it couldn't go on, she kept up the gyrations. She knew she wouldn't feel complete, until she felt his hot juices shooting inside her.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus almost lost control when she bit his shoulder. Fortunately she did not break the skin or else the fun would have been over before he even got inside her. Still he let out a hoarce shout at the contact while his hands clenched upon her hips spasmodicly.
The warm heat of her body soon engulfed him, centering his feelings back to the hot flesh wrapped around his cock. Once Fallon sat upright and began moving her body atop his he realized that he would not last long. For several long minutes he basked in the feelings the generated. His fingers and toes tingled as sensation rushed from his extremities towards his center.
Pulling Fallon down to him with a hand behind her head, he directed her to his neck as his lips found hers. Burying one hand in her rich dark hair while the other pressed her luscious ass harder to him. Her name on his lips a second before he bit into the tasty skin of her neck and drank a quick mouthfull while his body poured itself into her. Stars danced behind his closed lids and his hips thrust convulsively.
The warm heat of her body soon engulfed him, centering his feelings back to the hot flesh wrapped around his cock. Once Fallon sat upright and began moving her body atop his he realized that he would not last long. For several long minutes he basked in the feelings the generated. His fingers and toes tingled as sensation rushed from his extremities towards his center.
Pulling Fallon down to him with a hand behind her head, he directed her to his neck as his lips found hers. Burying one hand in her rich dark hair while the other pressed her luscious ass harder to him. Her name on his lips a second before he bit into the tasty skin of her neck and drank a quick mouthfull while his body poured itself into her. Stars danced behind his closed lids and his hips thrust convulsively.
Fallon
18 years ago
When he tugged her forward, Fallon went happily, and embraced Cyrus with her arms, and devoured him with her lips. And when he turned his neck to her, she readily feasted there, licking the skin, nibbling softly with her teeth, and lips. She could feel him doing much the same to her own neck, and the stereo effect was extremely intoxicating.
The force of his hands in her hair and on her ass gave her every indication that he was rapidly approaching his gratification, and she wanted to be ready for him. Yet she was never ready for the bite, and the glorious surprise of it brought her yet again. And his hips bucked, and thrust, and held Fallon aloft for sometime, before they both crashed upon each other in one shaky, harshly breathing, mass of flesh, and bone, and hair.
Still feeling Cyrus inside her, Fallon wrapped her arms around the man, and laughed lightly.
"I feel like I just touched heaven, and was then unceremoniously thrown back into this bed. Cyrus...Cyrus...Cyrus..."
She would have told him she loved him, but was still afraid of making him feel as if he needed to feel the same way. And she knew that after living alone for so long, even if he were to ever feel the same about her, it would be some time coming. Besides, she knew in her heart that she loved him. So even if he didn't love her, her feelings would remain unchanged.
Finally Fallon eased herself off Cyrus, and rolled onto her back, right along side him. A crazy thought penetrated her languishing brain, and she almost jumped off the bed. Wisely she decided to wait a while longer.
She continued to casually kiss his chest, and shoulder, as they lie there, spent.
The force of his hands in her hair and on her ass gave her every indication that he was rapidly approaching his gratification, and she wanted to be ready for him. Yet she was never ready for the bite, and the glorious surprise of it brought her yet again. And his hips bucked, and thrust, and held Fallon aloft for sometime, before they both crashed upon each other in one shaky, harshly breathing, mass of flesh, and bone, and hair.
Still feeling Cyrus inside her, Fallon wrapped her arms around the man, and laughed lightly.
"I feel like I just touched heaven, and was then unceremoniously thrown back into this bed. Cyrus...Cyrus...Cyrus..."
She would have told him she loved him, but was still afraid of making him feel as if he needed to feel the same way. And she knew that after living alone for so long, even if he were to ever feel the same about her, it would be some time coming. Besides, she knew in her heart that she loved him. So even if he didn't love her, her feelings would remain unchanged.
Finally Fallon eased herself off Cyrus, and rolled onto her back, right along side him. A crazy thought penetrated her languishing brain, and she almost jumped off the bed. Wisely she decided to wait a while longer.
She continued to casually kiss his chest, and shoulder, as they lie there, spent.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Basking in the moment, Cyrus lay still under Fallon satiated for the moment. The air was thick with her scent as well as the smell of his own completion. His hands lazily pet the skin within reach as they regained their breath. Fallon's warm weight felt right upon him, almost like he never realized it was missing until she was there. Kissing the top of her head at her words, he wished his brain could function in more than the primal pattern it was currently in. He doubted the grunting cough of a cloud leopard would be an appropriate response.
As she moved off of him a hiss escaped his mouth, part in protest and part in loss as her body slid off of his. He lay with one arm over his head and the other wrapped around the nubile woman beside him. The kisses she bestowed upon his body now were languid. Though he knew that just a few simple touches and she would be ready for him again. Before that he wanted to get more of their meal into her so that she did not grow week from his bite or the ones he intended to bestow later.
Soon Cyrus was feeling capable of standing. Putting thought into action he climbed out of the bed and scooped Fallon up into his arms. The bottle on the table followed behind him as he carried her into the bathroom. Placing her along the edge of the large tub he turned on the water before pouring her a full glass of blood.
"Bath time."
As she moved off of him a hiss escaped his mouth, part in protest and part in loss as her body slid off of his. He lay with one arm over his head and the other wrapped around the nubile woman beside him. The kisses she bestowed upon his body now were languid. Though he knew that just a few simple touches and she would be ready for him again. Before that he wanted to get more of their meal into her so that she did not grow week from his bite or the ones he intended to bestow later.
Soon Cyrus was feeling capable of standing. Putting thought into action he climbed out of the bed and scooped Fallon up into his arms. The bottle on the table followed behind him as he carried her into the bathroom. Placing her along the edge of the large tub he turned on the water before pouring her a full glass of blood.
"Bath time."
Fallon
18 years ago
"Cyrus, wait..."
She didn't know where he was going but she wanted him back
beside her, so her demand became a plaintive plea. Though Cyrus
didn't keep her waiting, and just as quickly as he had moved her
earlier, he now had her in his arms.
A startled squeak fell from her mouth, but pressing her lips to his
neck, she just giggled and tried not to squirm out of his grasp.
For not being that much taller than Fallon, Cyrus was a powerhouse
of might and energy, and Fallon loved it when he displayed it.
Watching the bottle follow behind, again Fallon pressed her face
into Cyrus neck, and smiled. He smelled good, very good, but not in
an artificial way. He smelled musky...manly...and a little bit of
wild thrown in.
"Where are we going?"
Her voice went into his ear, as she tugged on his lobe with her teeth. She had a pretty good idea, as it wasn't like there were many options, and when he set her on the edge of the tub she took the glass readily. She was hungry now, and for a minute or two put her desires on hold.
Drinking carefully, and graciously, Fallon still managed to make her meal quick. Her gaze stayed on Cyrus, and the liquid slid down her throat like thin honey. It warmed her insides, and had a sweet, rich flavor, but didn't excite her the way Cyrus' blood had. Her hand casually went to the spot on her neck, where his fangs had been recently, and though the marks were gone, she still felt a tingle that radiated from there.
When he told her it was bathtime, she grinned, and finished her glass. Her hand went up to his semi flaccid cock, and she stroked it, as if it were a pet. But her eyes told him it was much more to her.
"Only if you join me..."
And setting the empty goblet aside, Fallon slowly lowered herself into the tub, and waited.
She didn't know where he was going but she wanted him back
beside her, so her demand became a plaintive plea. Though Cyrus
didn't keep her waiting, and just as quickly as he had moved her
earlier, he now had her in his arms.
A startled squeak fell from her mouth, but pressing her lips to his
neck, she just giggled and tried not to squirm out of his grasp.
For not being that much taller than Fallon, Cyrus was a powerhouse
of might and energy, and Fallon loved it when he displayed it.
Watching the bottle follow behind, again Fallon pressed her face
into Cyrus neck, and smiled. He smelled good, very good, but not in
an artificial way. He smelled musky...manly...and a little bit of
wild thrown in.
"Where are we going?"
Her voice went into his ear, as she tugged on his lobe with her teeth. She had a pretty good idea, as it wasn't like there were many options, and when he set her on the edge of the tub she took the glass readily. She was hungry now, and for a minute or two put her desires on hold.
Drinking carefully, and graciously, Fallon still managed to make her meal quick. Her gaze stayed on Cyrus, and the liquid slid down her throat like thin honey. It warmed her insides, and had a sweet, rich flavor, but didn't excite her the way Cyrus' blood had. Her hand casually went to the spot on her neck, where his fangs had been recently, and though the marks were gone, she still felt a tingle that radiated from there.
When he told her it was bathtime, she grinned, and finished her glass. Her hand went up to his semi flaccid cock, and she stroked it, as if it were a pet. But her eyes told him it was much more to her.
"Only if you join me..."
And setting the empty goblet aside, Fallon slowly lowered herself into the tub, and waited.
Cyrus
18 years ago
Cyrus knew he did not listen well to others, especially when he had a goal in mind. Thus Fallon's request were left unaswered. While she did not look displeased by his declairation of bathtime, perhaps next time he should inquire about her needs first. He found that he enjoyed her casual and not so casual touches. Most people did not pet predators.
Once she finished her glass full of life-giving fluid, he drank one of his own from the same glass. The water was only half way up the side of the tub and neither of then had chosen an oil or salt to add to the water. Cyrus knew that Suki would wisely put many subtle scents at their finger tips so he randomly chose a bottle of bath oil and upended some in the stream of water mentally as he finished his glass.
Climbing into the now slightly sandalwood scented water he positioned himself behind the beautiful nymph already enjoying the bath. A third glass was poured from the last drops of the bottle. This should suffice until they emerged from their fun in the tub.
Running his hands through Fallon's lush brown hair he growled in contentment. Her body reclined against his in the warm water. Bountiful breasts floated amid the swirling spray as he mentally turned the jets on. Lifting her hair away from her neck, Cyrus leaned down and nipped lightly at her flesh.
Once she finished her glass full of life-giving fluid, he drank one of his own from the same glass. The water was only half way up the side of the tub and neither of then had chosen an oil or salt to add to the water. Cyrus knew that Suki would wisely put many subtle scents at their finger tips so he randomly chose a bottle of bath oil and upended some in the stream of water mentally as he finished his glass.
Climbing into the now slightly sandalwood scented water he positioned himself behind the beautiful nymph already enjoying the bath. A third glass was poured from the last drops of the bottle. This should suffice until they emerged from their fun in the tub.
Running his hands through Fallon's lush brown hair he growled in contentment. Her body reclined against his in the warm water. Bountiful breasts floated amid the swirling spray as he mentally turned the jets on. Lifting her hair away from her neck, Cyrus leaned down and nipped lightly at her flesh.
Fallon
18 years ago
Watching and waiting, Fallon resisted the urge to pull Cyrus into the tub with her, and allowed him to finish his meal. She licked her lips though, in anticipation.
Having so rarely had the opportunity for suck luxuries, it again never occurred to Fallon to think about bath oils, or salts. Yet when Cyrus added the lovely scented oil, the room suddenly began filling with the wonderfully musky aroma.
Sensing he would sit behind her, Fallon pulled her knees up to her chest, and moved forward slightly, providing her man with room to settle. Once he had situated himself, she was quick to push back against him, and lean her head on his shoulder, turning to kiss his neck. The jets distracted her long enough for her head to turn and feel his teeth teasing her skin.
"Oh Cyrus...can it always be like this?"
The words were spoken softly...lazily. In Fallon's world now, there was no bad. All her prior fears had all but evaporated with Ted's death, and her even older fears were also being put behind her. Panos had given her the gift, but Cyrus was showing her how to use it. It was through Cyrus that Fallon was gaining strength, and confidence. And Cyrus, along with Aishe, Ana, and even Suki, were showing Fallon that life didn't need to hurt. Or that this life she had now, anyway.
Her hands rubbed up and down his legs, and thighs. Her bottom rubbed back against his groin, just brushing against him, so gently.
Taking the goblet, and a small sip, she set the glass along the edge of the tub, before placing his hands around her, holding them crossed under her breasts.
"I've been meaning to ask you...have you heard anything more about me becoming part of the clan?"
Her head again rested on his chest, and her eyes were closed, just letting her senses be overwhelmed a bit.
Having so rarely had the opportunity for suck luxuries, it again never occurred to Fallon to think about bath oils, or salts. Yet when Cyrus added the lovely scented oil, the room suddenly began filling with the wonderfully musky aroma.
Sensing he would sit behind her, Fallon pulled her knees up to her chest, and moved forward slightly, providing her man with room to settle. Once he had situated himself, she was quick to push back against him, and lean her head on his shoulder, turning to kiss his neck. The jets distracted her long enough for her head to turn and feel his teeth teasing her skin.
"Oh Cyrus...can it always be like this?"
The words were spoken softly...lazily. In Fallon's world now, there was no bad. All her prior fears had all but evaporated with Ted's death, and her even older fears were also being put behind her. Panos had given her the gift, but Cyrus was showing her how to use it. It was through Cyrus that Fallon was gaining strength, and confidence. And Cyrus, along with Aishe, Ana, and even Suki, were showing Fallon that life didn't need to hurt. Or that this life she had now, anyway.
Her hands rubbed up and down his legs, and thighs. Her bottom rubbed back against his groin, just brushing against him, so gently.
Taking the goblet, and a small sip, she set the glass along the edge of the tub, before placing his hands around her, holding them crossed under her breasts.
"I've been meaning to ask you...have you heard anything more about me becoming part of the clan?"
Her head again rested on his chest, and her eyes were closed, just letting her senses be overwhelmed a bit.
Cyrus
18 years ago
"If you wish, though I am sure with practice it could be better."
Cyrus luxuriated in the steamy scented water behind Fallon. She occasionally squirmed just a bit to remind him which lush curves were pressed so intimately to him. The urge to slip himself back inside her was growing again, slower this time but growing just the same. Somehow he doubted that he would ever grow tired of the attraction they shared.
His strong fingers massaged her scalp while keeping the beautiful brown locks off her neck so he could nibble as much as he wanted. He shrugged one shoulder slightly at her question. "We need to make an appointment with Sarin but we have two of the three in favor. I have not seen the elder since the Mayor's disaster, I can leave him a message with the butler."
Contentment seeped through his limbs. Perhaps he was wrong to want to kill Panos for his treatment of Fallon. If the fool had not done what he had, Cyrus would not have this beauty in his arms right now. Fate seemed to have favored him this time and he would not throw such a gift away.
His fingers left her hair draped over his own shoulder and ventured down her chest to cup the round weight of her breasts and tweak her nipples. Holding her tight to his body he knew there was no way she could miss his erection straining between their bodies. Her round buttocks cradled him as he contemplated slipping inside her as they sat. The need to posess her filled him again as his hand slid down her flat belly to the soft womanly folds. Stroking her lightly with his fingertips he growled in her ear.
"Would you mind if I ravished you again?"
Cyrus luxuriated in the steamy scented water behind Fallon. She occasionally squirmed just a bit to remind him which lush curves were pressed so intimately to him. The urge to slip himself back inside her was growing again, slower this time but growing just the same. Somehow he doubted that he would ever grow tired of the attraction they shared.
His strong fingers massaged her scalp while keeping the beautiful brown locks off her neck so he could nibble as much as he wanted. He shrugged one shoulder slightly at her question. "We need to make an appointment with Sarin but we have two of the three in favor. I have not seen the elder since the Mayor's disaster, I can leave him a message with the butler."
Contentment seeped through his limbs. Perhaps he was wrong to want to kill Panos for his treatment of Fallon. If the fool had not done what he had, Cyrus would not have this beauty in his arms right now. Fate seemed to have favored him this time and he would not throw such a gift away.
His fingers left her hair draped over his own shoulder and ventured down her chest to cup the round weight of her breasts and tweak her nipples. Holding her tight to his body he knew there was no way she could miss his erection straining between their bodies. Her round buttocks cradled him as he contemplated slipping inside her as they sat. The need to posess her filled him again as his hand slid down her flat belly to the soft womanly folds. Stroking her lightly with his fingertips he growled in her ear.
"Would you mind if I ravished you again?"
Fallon
18 years ago
While it was true, she had asked about the status of her initiation, and was truly concerned, she had spoke mostly out of making conversation.
If anything were to happen now, that would not allow Fallon to join Anantya, she would be devastated. However, she would survive, she knew it. She didn't know if Cyrus would want to remain in a relationship with her though, and that scared her more than anything else. Therefore for now, she tried not to think along those lines.
Feeling his length pressed up against her backside, was quite effective at removing all other thoughts from her mind. And his hands in her hair was always erotic. So she accepted his response without further worry, and went back to enjoying their time together.
"Oh! Cyrus..." She almost gasped as his hand found her breast again. The feel of his fingers on her nipples pushed her again against his hard, stiff cock. But not content to go slowly, when his fingers found her stiffening bud, she felt her body again open to him, and she moaned into his neck. Her fangs sunk in slightly when he spoke of ravishing her, and the small trickle of his blood raised her body slightly above him. Licking away his fluid, she lowered herself onto him, and bit into his neck a second time. Her hips had to tilt backwards, to accommodate him, but the position was quite accommodating, for her pleasure, as well as sheathing him.
"No, my sexy Cyrus, I shall never mind feeling your body inside mine."
And again she lapped up his blood, before allowing herself to begin rotating against him.
If anything were to happen now, that would not allow Fallon to join Anantya, she would be devastated. However, she would survive, she knew it. She didn't know if Cyrus would want to remain in a relationship with her though, and that scared her more than anything else. Therefore for now, she tried not to think along those lines.
Feeling his length pressed up against her backside, was quite effective at removing all other thoughts from her mind. And his hands in her hair was always erotic. So she accepted his response without further worry, and went back to enjoying their time together.
"Oh! Cyrus..." She almost gasped as his hand found her breast again. The feel of his fingers on her nipples pushed her again against his hard, stiff cock. But not content to go slowly, when his fingers found her stiffening bud, she felt her body again open to him, and she moaned into his neck. Her fangs sunk in slightly when he spoke of ravishing her, and the small trickle of his blood raised her body slightly above him. Licking away his fluid, she lowered herself onto him, and bit into his neck a second time. Her hips had to tilt backwards, to accommodate him, but the position was quite accommodating, for her pleasure, as well as sheathing him.
"No, my sexy Cyrus, I shall never mind feeling your body inside mine."
And again she lapped up his blood, before allowing herself to begin rotating against him.