M- the path of a lightning bolt

Lilin Soulstorm · 07-14-2012, 01:25 PM

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Undiluted pleasure ripped through her body - she trembled with his actions, lustful shudders running over her entire physique. Subconsciously, she writhed under his attention, occasionally shying away when his touch became too insistent and then moving closer to meet his hot breath once more, instigating a retaliation from his probing tongue. She murmured his name between spasmodic breaths, allowing both of her legs to tighten around him when more pressure was applied. Lilin couldn't possibly absorb all of the sensations, the feelings coursing through her body too wonderful for anything but senseless rapture. Her beau had taken her to paradise, a place foreign to her until this very moment.

It was a bittersweet moment- she was lost in a moment of pure ecstasy and not knowing what would come next drove her wild with anticipation. One of her beau's fingers glided between her folds, dipping inside before she could even react. It was an awkward feeling at first, a new experience the Soulstorm heir would have deemed uncomfortable had she not been ready prior to the intrusion. But her uncertainty was forgotten when his tongue brought about the additional comfort she needed to relax. She had to remind herself to breathe from there on out, unable to think or act coherently. Her tight grip on his hair loosened momentarily, and she brought one of her own hands to the moist area being pleasured. The Virding had an immediate need to feel the moisture created by her own body, to touch her excitement while Saul worked his way around her womanhood. Her fingers brushed his for a moment and a flick of his tongue indirectly washed over them.

Her sparse moans became continuous and more insistent. This all felt too good to be true. She did not hinder him longer than necessary, bringing her hands back to their original place where she could pull and tug at will. Never in a hundred years could she have foreseen what came next- her dichotomous receivers perking with a call she'd thought had been a figment of her imagination. But then it rang again, louder and more insistent. ''Dad?'' Temeraire's beckoning caused her entire body to freeze, chilled to the bone by the Aeska's presence in the vicinity. ''Saul!'' she exclaimed after half a minute of silence, pulling away from her lover until she was out of his reach. With her back pressed against the wooden headboard, her mediterranean blue orbs sought his in a moment of panic. ''Go,'' she murmured in between heavy breaths, her mind reeling from the sudden interruption.

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