M- the path of a lightning bolt

Saul Stormbringer · 07-15-2012, 07:18 AM

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-snort- and you all thought they'd finally get there! oh no! ending here <33

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

He could, perhaps, admit that this was absolute bliss. The months they'd spent, at first cousins and good friends, developing attraction and trying to deal with the guilt and often revulsion because they were related. The acceptance of what this was, that searing, beautiful kiss and the weeks of being ignored. They'd fought hard to keep this quiet but it seemed common knowledge. Lilin's attack and the admission of love that Saul hadn't known had existed until it bubbled from the surface and out of his lips. It had been bad timing, that was a certainty, but there was perhaps something desperate about the way in which he'd said it, as if his admission would help her heal. He didn't think it would ever get this far- he never would have imagined in a million years that he would be lying here, lapping at his belle's most sensitive parts.

He perhaps would have been able to believe it, had her own hands not snaked down to her womanhood. Shock registered briefly, before the overwhelming arousal of her touching herself as he licked at her razed through him. Another wordless rumble sounded deep in his chest as he curled his finger inside her once more, picking up a rhythm there alongside the teasing strokes of his tongue. His tongue washed over her finger and he gave a grin, nibbling her finger softly before she removed her hands altogether, returning them to his hair- he couldn't quite decide where he preferred her hands. The growing moans from his belle were encouraging and he had soon mastered the art of synchronising the rhythm of his finger and his tongue.

He didn't hear it, buried so deep in his belle's legs and not really having a care in the world. What did register to him was the frigidity of Lilin's body, the utter silence despite his ministrations continuing. Something was wrong and Saul looked up, green eyes still darkened with lust. Seeing the near horror on her face, he glanced around and heard his son shout for him again. His own body was plunged into icy waters and he withdrew swiftly on hearing his name hissed from his belle. Her next word was harsh, but he understood the need for it. Perhaps feeling daring, the Virding pitched forward, sliding a kiss onto her lips before retreating. I love you He whispered, before silently exiting Lilin's house and trying to convince himself that his sons life was precious and that he loved the boy too.

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