09-09-2011, 02:03 PM
soo soo sorry for taking forever on this x.x aha Gemma gets high from danger XD
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She was submissive, she would always be submissive; her upbringing and personality and also her life experiences ensured that this would stand. She was happy to let someone else take the wheel and control what was happening, indeeed it was almost the only way of living she had known. First under her father and then while she was chained up under Gabriel's rule, then with the coyote hippies that had saved her life and now here with Giuseppe. In the few instances that she had been forced to rely on her own sense of self and will, the woman had almost come apart at her seams. Living alone and leaderless suited the pale femme very very badly.
Her body trembled with the hunger as his teeth grazed at her neck, so easily could he kill her now with a snap shut of his jaws it was laughable, endorphins flooded her mind and for several long seconds she was far far away, floating amongst the clouds as the natural high of danger commenced. This was a dance she had practiced life long, a seduction of the body and mind until neither could process the exquisite messages received, too overloaded to care. She returned to her own body with a jerk, sky blue orbs darkening with lust and some emotion that could be akin to caring. Down into his dark eyes she peered as he smiled gently at her, seeing past the madness, the monster, the pain and anger, down into the soul of the man who resided within.
She wished she could reach out to that man; sooth away the hurt and betrayal of his brother, the only family he had left, smooth away the pain dealt from a father that was too harsh and a life that had condemned him for the color of his pelt. But for now that man was blocked from her by a wall of his own construction, she would have to strip him down cautiously and slowly with trust and caring, perhaps maybe even love. So instead she showed him in the only way she knew how to, with her body and the way he made her react to him, the sounds she made and scents she produced, all letting him know that somebody wanted him, that somebody actually cared.
Emotion and fear blocked her from speaking such words, fear of being rejected or laughed at, she replaced those words with instead a sound, filled with longing, lust, submission and all other manner of things he would love to hear,
"Giuseppe..."
3+
She was submissive, she would always be submissive; her upbringing and personality and also her life experiences ensured that this would stand. She was happy to let someone else take the wheel and control what was happening, indeeed it was almost the only way of living she had known. First under her father and then while she was chained up under Gabriel's rule, then with the coyote hippies that had saved her life and now here with Giuseppe. In the few instances that she had been forced to rely on her own sense of self and will, the woman had almost come apart at her seams. Living alone and leaderless suited the pale femme very very badly.
Her body trembled with the hunger as his teeth grazed at her neck, so easily could he kill her now with a snap shut of his jaws it was laughable, endorphins flooded her mind and for several long seconds she was far far away, floating amongst the clouds as the natural high of danger commenced. This was a dance she had practiced life long, a seduction of the body and mind until neither could process the exquisite messages received, too overloaded to care. She returned to her own body with a jerk, sky blue orbs darkening with lust and some emotion that could be akin to caring. Down into his dark eyes she peered as he smiled gently at her, seeing past the madness, the monster, the pain and anger, down into the soul of the man who resided within.
She wished she could reach out to that man; sooth away the hurt and betrayal of his brother, the only family he had left, smooth away the pain dealt from a father that was too harsh and a life that had condemned him for the color of his pelt. But for now that man was blocked from her by a wall of his own construction, she would have to strip him down cautiously and slowly with trust and caring, perhaps maybe even love. So instead she showed him in the only way she knew how to, with her body and the way he made her react to him, the sounds she made and scents she produced, all letting him know that somebody wanted him, that somebody actually cared.
Emotion and fear blocked her from speaking such words, fear of being rejected or laughed at, she replaced those words with instead a sound, filled with longing, lust, submission and all other manner of things he would love to hear,
"Giuseppe..."