05-15-2008, 11:46 PM
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It was happening in a blur. Confusion merged with happiness and Cer just gave way to both, letting come what may. The female knew what to expect, yet had she been sober more thought would have been given to this moment, more detail taken in to think over later. As it was thought escaped her as she moved mostly on automatic. Cercelee reacted to Red’s actions, and so when he began his exploration of her body, she only helped and encouraged with her body movements, never hindered. Cercelee felt the fire too when their bodies met, but at that same moment she was met with a different sort of flame. A pain shot through her, and though she let out a small cry, still she did not push him away. Instead she found that the pain lessened as she moved her body with his, and so she continued in this manner. Yet that feeling of pain had shot through her fog, the drunken cloud that had kept her ignorantly happy in the moment. Now although she continued to comply, Cer took a moment to wonder why she was doing this. And she didn’t have an answer for herself. Instead she clung tighter to Red, closing her navy eyes to the night and burying her face in his fur as he buried himself within her, because she could think of nothing else to do as she waited for him to finish. |