[m] they can have the world, we'll create our own

Giselle Fantasia · 01-02-2012, 01:45 AM

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WC: 523. IT'S GETTIN' HOT IN HERE.

Her invitation was brought on by a series of events which made the young woman catch her breath for more than an instant. Ivory fingers felt cold and empty as Silvano shifted once more and sat upwards, looking more of a giant from Giselle's point of view where she lay. Curious pale blue eyes watched as he fingered with the small buttons of his shirt, as if he were in a hurry to rid himself of the garment. When he did, however, the dark haired woman blinked, looking upon the man's chest as if she were seeing it for the first time. It was strong, built for his age, the muscles that played beneath his multicolored fur showing signs of his knighthood. Giselle's lips parted for only a moment, before forming a small 'o'. In the next instant, however, she bit her lip and turned her gaze slightly away, embarrassed for seeing something she shouldn't have. But what did it matter? It was not the first time the young woman had laid eyes upon his naked chest, though it somehow seemed a bit stranger to look upon him in that moment.

But as her head turned towards the side, the knight fell upon the soft, exposed part of her neck, making the woman's eyes widen. Whenever he nipped at the sensitive area, he left small bits of fire within the woman, presently making her squirm in order to understand her own struggling. Each moment became more inviting, for where Silvano left fire he also left a shiver to course through her, her petite form trembling with hesitance. She remembered him doing this once before, though they had yet to be mated, and the young woman had been reluctant to let him continue what he was doing within the common room that evening. Now, however, things seemed different, though his kissing continued towards her collarbone, ushering a small squeal from the woman's throat.

There was a burning within her, yet she shivered as if she were experiencing the cold from the outside. But the shivering that was cause to the wind was nothing in comparison to how the knight was making her feel in that moment, her hands placed upon his toned arms in a gesture that made her unsure of what to do next. She felt the straps shift where his breath lingered upon her fur, and Giselle's head snapped up as he gazed down upon her, his expression not beastly, but of a gentle giant that she hadn't known before. Searching into his now-fiery emeralds, her fingers pressed lightly into his arms, tilting her head down to look upon the held inquiry. Dark hair swirled about her head as 'Elle chewed upon her lip, wanting to understand why he desired to see her without clothing. She wanted to be joined with her true love, however, and trusted his judgement. Running her hands slightly up and down the knight's arms, she nodded slowly. "Okay." The response was a squeak, something out of the ordinary for the snow white woman, swallowing once again as she ventured a look back up to the Sadira's face.

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