Read and find out. :3 but, she won't let him enter. Lol. And yes, MY POTATO!
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Alister's touch was always like that of a gentleman. He was constantly testing her boundaries even though she had dared him more than once to not be afraid and take the initiative. His hand began to gently grope her and she growled seductively once more, completely overwhelmed by the heat and the need to procreate. It was the only thing driving her to become intimate with a stranger other than the necklace that still dangled from his neck. A hand came over her groin and she shivered. It was a touch she wished would have continued, but instead he teased her and simply ran over it. A growl from him was an attractive thing. It told her that he liked what was going on and that he was becoming more excited by it. Good. Oh, the kisses on her neck that led all the way up. She moved with it, her head tilting to expose her neck some more for him. As he kissed her, she was being drawn in closer. The warmth of their two bodies together was enough to make her want to pant and give into him, that or throw him on the couch and take him. But, she refrained from panting or doing either of the other choices. Instead, she played along with his gentle game. Inside, she was becoming increasingly frustrated with his calm and respectful movements but on the outside she remained graceful and seductive.
His hands became stronger, increasing his control over her. She didn't want him to control her and she knew he wasn't truly the one that was pulling the strings here, so she let him do as he pleased. His hand caressed her chin and a moment later their lips met. She pressed into him, her hands coming around his neck, one of them trailing off to follow the length of his neck and down his chest. No matter what move he made, it always felt as thought something where missing and she already knew what. She didn't want to think about it right now. The kiss was very innocent, nothing like her and Aro's and she was longing for more. The kiss, although different, wasn't entirely bad. The desire and feral need showed in both of their actions as their lips moved together. His tongue finally found a way out and hers took no time slipping out to meet it. The two soft pink muscles played for a moment until she took it to the next level, tiring of his childlike innocence. She looked at him, a daring and seductive expression of sorts. Mmmm... she mimicked, filling the air with her want and need. You bet I am and right now, I'm your minx. She cooed as he nibbled on her ear. She growled again as his lips began to follow the path they had traced before, down her neck and to her collar bone.
His lips finally came to her breasts. This was pure torture. Although she'd never met this man in her life and felt not a single intimate feeling for him, she wanted him to fill her. She wanted to have his children. This wasn't good. Her claws dug into his back lightly, careful not to scare away the gentle giant. Her eyes were closed, her head tossed back as his lips and tongue played with her breasts. Though the touch on her breasts was wonderful, her mind was focused on his hand which slithered along her body and down to the very sensitive and waiting opening. His hands teased, dared to enter her with his fingers. That's not want she wanted though. Another kiss was placed on her lips and she took it as a distraction for her hands to wonder on their own. She could feel his length pressing against her through his tied pants. Her hands slipped underneath him and reached for the strings, she tugged and untied them the bulging member could be free now. Now, with their bodies grinding together the warm appendage was loose and tempted her so badly. She whined and her back arched...how foolish she was being. What would Aro do if he saw her right now? Surely he would be ashamed and despise her. The thought pinched at her, but she pushed it away so very distracted by the heat that raged through her. She needed one thing, and one thing only and right now that wasn't love or forgiveness, it was the simple act of sex.
Sidra's hands moved to his back again, claws raking him as she became less aware of the strength she was using to do so. They were both just a hot mess on the couch, fueled by carnal desires and mind fogged by the alcohol. It certainly wasn't a good situation for Sidra to be in. Her whines and growls continued, surely egging the beast on top of her to do what they both wanted. In the back of her mind, she could hear her consciousness telling her to stop and that this wasn't what she wanted. But, it was merely a whisper covered by the heat wave.
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