[M] Panic!

Alister Callow · 09-02-2012, 08:18 PM

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OOC ZOMG Po-tat-oe!!! xDD And the pants...do they come off? xP

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After removing his belts from his hips he glanced at the table, seeing that his glass, nearly empty a moment before, was full once again. Smouldering hazel eyes shifted sideways to the leopard woman, a lazy grin tugging at the edges of his muzzle. He shook his head once, still grinning a bit, sat himself back down, and drank the glass down to half, watching her all the while. His eyes followed hers again as she gazed down his hips to the top of his furred cream sheath which peeked out from beneath the weathered hide. His eyes aflame, sought to catch hers as they darted from under his lashes, issuing an invitation. The wine was working its magic, relaxing his body and mind, untying his bonds; the mental blockade that held him back.

Her growl at his firm, but gentle tug excited him, and he held her in place as his eyes devoured her flesh. The hand that rested on her breast began to squeeze gently. Sidra's eyes urged him on, and he, fully in her control by this point, was more than willing to see to her wishes. The hand on her thigh roamed upwards, ghosting over her groin for a moment before continuing up her side. He exhaled, eyes closing as his calloused hand reached her waist, a growl bubbling in the back of his throat. His touch was more urgent now, rougher, empassioned as his nostrils burned with the intensity of her heat. His lips, after having kissed the scarred flesh roamed upwards along the side of her neck. His hands pulled her closer. The one on her waist wandered to the small of her back while the other squeezed her breast with increasing pressure. He kissed her neck, and upwards to her cheek. The hand resting on her chest came up to cup her chin when she lowered her head. He gazed into her amethyst eyes for a moment before his lips finally met hers.

It wasn't how he imagined his first kiss. It arose out of need, not want, his lips crashing down on hers. He couldn't shake it, this desire and he kissed her hungrily, deeply. The hybrid growled as his tongue licked at her lips, seeking a way in. Like father like son, the Callow man was doomed to fall and all to a woman's will. She was as subtle as sin and he paused as she pulled him down on top of her. Shocked for a moment, he lifted his head to gaze at her, before his burning hazel orbs narrowed and he smirked. "Mmm." He growled, his muzzle lowered to her ear. "Well, aren't you a naughtly little minx?" The tawny man nipped at her ear before his lips traveled down her neck. His hand mimicked the movements of his lips on the opposite side as his kisses traveled down her collarbone.

He grasped her firmly with the wandering hand as his lips halted at her breast. He kissed its center, flicking his tongue at it once or twice, eyes darting up to hers to gage her reaction. The other hand sank lower and lower while his lips remained at her breast, trailing his kisses around it, teasing her. When the free hand reached her hips they paused, stroking the sleek, silky fur. He was so close now, his body trembling with anticipation. Slowly his fingers trailed inwards, closer and closer to the source of her power, the moist slit at her core. A growling whine emitted from his lips as his fingers inched ever closer. His eyes darted up to hers again and he drew her into another kiss. Leaning into her, the hardness of his veiled length pressed against her lower body. His pants fell lower with the movements of their bodies.

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