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- Kansas Sadira - 03-16-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> two pageeees! 300+ And he would love her until death parted them. He didn't wish to even consider an end to what they had, and every time such thoughts crossed his mind he felt himself feeling sick. She was what had kept him out of harm's way, and she alone; without her he would have no purpose, he would be the meaningless boy from before, for the rest of his existence. Nothing could separate his heart from hers. Kansas often thought that if ever she betrayed him, be it with infidelity or essentially anything else, he would forgive her. Because he couldn't imagine his life without her, and it didn't matter what way she may try to hurt him. He'd rather live with pain than live without her. Maybe he was a pathetic excuse for a man, to depend upon her for his happiness; maybe it was simply the cost of love. Her mere touch made his skin shiver with pleasure, delicious chill icing his nerves as her massaging hands worked his thigh, and traveled onward. Already the moisture of her flesh had hardened him, but now he could barely breathe, and was full of anticipation toward where her hand would go next. It was all he could do to focus on pleasuring her, but he didn't want to fail. His finger tenderly ran up and down her flesh, then smoothly entered her body. He moved his finger around the tight, wet space, the feel of her ever-dampening skin as pleasing as satin. Flicking several times against her most sensitive place, in a teasing way, he stopped without removing his hand, wanting to save the peak of her enjoyment for later. The alcohol had guided him into complete bliss; he wanted her so badly, but he knew that this would become beautiful no matter what. - Savina Marino - 03-17-2010 [html]
- Kansas Sadira - 03-20-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> It's all good! 300+ Kansas didn't spend enough time out of Crimson Dreams to encounter the type of women who would take interest in him. On the rare occasion that this did happen, he never failed to make it clear that he was not at all interested, however gently and politely. He honestly couldn't imagine touching someone else this way; the very thought chilled him. He could not understand the way some individuals had, of seeking sex only with random partners. How could one enjoy being touched so tenderly, so personally, unless there was history of love and compassion leading it? He'd had a taste of this kind of life, and when he looked back upon it he was disgusted, as was well known to those who were also aware of this mistake of his. He wanted only Savina, and her touch was the only one that could possibly bring him pleasure. She was definitely proving it tonight. The rhythm of their hands was in perfect time, nothing awkward or naive about it. Her fingers caressing his hardness roused a growl from his chest, that rumbled deeper when her grip tightened. She whispered his name tickled his cheek with her tongue. In one fluid motion, she like a dancer was astride him. Her warmth against his groin, her sensual, asking words ignited a burning flame that threatened to engulf him. She leaned toward him, and he felt his hand lift to grab one side of her neck, listening to her words and sighing with need. His hand drifted down the curve of her neck, across her throat and downward to grasp her breast as he responded. "Savina... you're driving me crazy...," the last word uttered in almost a snarl as his other hand rested against her hip, roughly guiding her movements against him. - Savina Marino - 03-26-2010 [html]
- Kansas Sadira - 04-01-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> That was a marvelous post. :o And yay, happy 900th! -party hats- (318) The passion between them was the most intense he imagined existed. Every day, even the days he spent essentially alone, he thought about this; thought about how close to perfection their relationship was, how lucky he was to have her. How was it that he, a nothing in the eyes of the world, was able to have something so beautiful and so perfect all to himself? His lack of status no longer bothered him, because of Savina. Why, he could be the ruler of the world, with all the material riches and social popularity possible — but he would remain alone and unhappy in that universe, if she wasn't part of it. Savina and the children they had together was all Kansas needed to feel important and happy. He wanted her to know this, without words. He wanted to make her feel good. His mind was spinning as he grasped her body and gazed at the remarkable beauty before him. Her face as she let herself feel his touch made him feel as if he was making her feel good, as he desired; but he wanted more. Kansas almost lifted her from against him and pushed inside her, but she had this idea herself. How he wanted to feel her around him, to experience her body in a way only he could. He wanted her to scream his name. She lifted her slender form and her body closed around him, engulfing him in euphoric pleasure. Her voice sounded, a cry and then his name (how he'd wished for that), and he groaned loudly, his claws grasping her hip gently. He pushed into her, as deep as possible, before grasping her hips firmly to help steady her if chose to move her body with his. "Baby..." he growled softly, his breath coming in quick, silent gasps as his muscles tensed in anticipation. Only she could make his body feel this good. - Savina Marino - 04-03-2010 [html]
- Kansas Sadira - 04-05-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> wc 305 Kansas is freakishly obsessed with her. One of the many things that made her a Goddess in his eyes was her ability to maintain a perfect balance in her life. Savina always seemed to be busy, as she was an important woman in so many ways; she dealt with things as a leader of Crimson Dreams that he never had dealt with. But never did she allow her duties to the pack whittle time away from her family. She was infallibly there for their children, there for him. He honestly could have understood and accepted less from her, but he didn't have to. She was completely awe inspiring in this way. He wished every inch of their skin could be touching; he wanted all of her. In this moment Kansas knew he had her, for they touched intimately; he felt her where no one else ever had, and ever would. He would make sure of this; he would be enough for her just as she was more than enough for him. Her body above him was a shape formed by the hands of Providence, every curve and twist so exquisitely beautiful that the pale boy could barely contain himself. The rhythm of their bodies was synced. His eyelids fluttered uncontrollably, but he revealed the vibrant pools of turquoise completely as her face fell ever so slightly, her lips touching his in a feverish kiss. A snowy hand caught the tendrils of her soft mane, wrapping through the tangles up against her skull and grasping gently as their kiss intensified. He shifted slightly after a moment, wanting now to do it all for her and allow her to simply feel. His hips moved more quickly, angled into her body to strengthen the feeling inside her slender body. He held her hair more firmly, pulling slightly as his pleasure became almost too much. - Savina Marino - 04-15-2010 [html]
- Kansas Sadira - 05-01-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> oh yes!! and here's a dinky little late post. He was so frightened that he'd never be able to make her feel good enough, which was why it was important that he pay attention to her and what she liked; where she liked to be touched. If his body could only spark a fire within hers... It was what he desired the most. He knew only how he felt after they made love, and that was that their love was expressed in a most passionate, physical way. He wanted to bring her to her highest tonight, because it was what she deserved. He could feel her need in the touch of her lips, so sweet he felt that warm honey was on his tongue and in his throat. She placed her body in such a beautiful and perfect way, her eyes glowing as precious gems under the light of the moon, her hand gracing his shoulder where he hoped she would rake her claws into his skin. He rested his hand on her hip, then slowly trailed it down to once again touch between her legs. His thumb moved against the sensitive area, slow at first, them building up to meet the rhythm of their bodies. Kansas wanted to make Savina feel so amazing that it was almost unbearable to her. Time had passed, and the pale man knew he could not hold himself back any longer. He caressed her back with his other hand and looked up at her as he climaxed. It was the right moment he knew, and she was just too beautiful. - Savina Marino - 05-09-2010 [html]
- Kansas Sadira - 05-09-2010 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... sasban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> 300+ Her voice came in sharp whines and exquisite moans, building beautifully upon the immeasurably amazing pleasure in what seemed his entire body. He couldn't seem to keep his eyes off her, so did he love the way she looked. Nothing about her was ever awkward, never took away from their lovemaking; no, her every movement, expression, and noise simply made it more and more difficult for him to last as long as he wished to. He needed to look away, to control himself, but that loose, unreliable grasp on control made this all the more thrilling. He must keep up until the right moment for them both, and that was what he did. He felt her muscles tense around him as they drew close, her claws stinging his skin in the sweetest way. The final ragged words to leave her lips brought him to the most complete height of contentment afterward, a physical high that he never imagined was even possible. He knew that he had made her feel just as good. Her body lax, Kansas wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. His chest rose and fell, lifting her slighter body with it as he caught his breath. His hand brushed gently through the tangles of her raven hair, wanting to soothe her shaking form into a state of comfort, until they might sleep in one another's arms. He looked down at her after her gentle kiss, cradling her face in his fingers. Savina, I love you. he said softly, but with a definite edge of firmness. He desired that she know he meant his words with every inch of his soul. How he wished she knew. I love nothing more than you. She stood at the center of his heart, and what surrounded did not matter to him at all. All he needed was this girl. - Savina Marino - 05-12-2010 [html]
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