[M] I can only tell you what it feels like

Anatoliy Russo · 10-30-2010, 06:25 PM

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Anatoliy growled lightly, feeling her arms wrap around him and her body against his. It was so terrifyingly.. warm. He was feeling so very, very warm that he almost could not stand it. But he did, listening to her quick plea in his ear, he lightly nipped at her neck and shoulders as he felt her own claws run down his sides with a bit more pressure in before. Oh Anann wanted him and that made him feel so very loved, even if in the heat of a moment as intense as this, it was harder to see. How he hoped he could please her the way she ought to be pleased. She deserved that much, after the stress and anger the Russo probably caused her.

His body felt as though this were too long in the coming, as though it ought to have been months ago - that's how strong his desire was. Like a delightful meal being denied after years in the desert supping on cactus and dew. Anann's hand running so dangerous close to his length only made his husky voice mutter her name softly, wishing she would travel lower, as his desire screamed. But she had begged for him and he wanted to oblige, ever so much.

But he wanted to take it slow, even this, though it still felt as though they were rushing through so many walls suddenly. Anatoliy wondered if they, both seemingly, had not held back for long, would they be plowing ahead to sleep with each other? Oh well. At this point, all the Russo could think about was her body against his, her hands on his stomach, his hands on her thighs, and his bites on her neck.

Unable to hold back from her request, he ran his fingers over her stomach again, running trailing circles downward. "Anann.. I want all of you..," he repeated himself, letting his fingers run over her warmth, exploring what was forbidden to all others but him - he hoped. Growling, again as he seemed to be doing, he gently pushed inside her, eagerly listening for her own voice."

Anann Kelevra · 11-05-2010, 10:31 AM

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it is ridiculous how long it took me to write this :l or rather how many times I started it over

The hurt and frustration Anann had felt in his absence was gone and forgotten. Though she might not fully understand why it had taken so long it no longer mattered. Not now that he held her in his arms, knowing that he shared her feelings. Now his touch was all that mattered. Her body feeling the pressing need for his. There was a small part of her that attempted to urge the woman to use some caution. Her feelings had alread been bruised once and yet she still plowed forward heedless. She trusted her instincts, as well as her heart, and both told her that this was what she wanted.

Anann felt her core tighten, his hand once again on her belly. His fingers spiraling downward in what she found to be a slow and teasing manner. Her breath caught in her throat, exiting in a ragged exhale as he began to explore her. His words taunting in her ear. Oh how she wanted this man, so completely. A stuttering gasp escaped though parted teeth as she felt him enter her. "Take it," her voice hushed and breathless even though there was no need. "Take all that you want from me. I am yours." She leaned against the wall behind her as she rocked back on hips in an effort to give him better access.

A golden hand returned to the soft cream fur of the males stomach. Slender fingers gliding downward through the the feathery fur there. Teasing him a bit she let her had just miss where her touch was craved. Instead finding his thigh and dragging her claws slowly back up his thigh with lessening pressure. She wanted to see his fire for her burn white hot as once again her fingers passed by ever so closely before travelling downward once more to find his base. Teasing him further with the lightest of touch as her fingers ran along his length. Anann was an experienced woman and this wasn't her first time with a man. Though with Keese she had never felt the intensity she felt now. Back then she had given into his desires rather than being driven by her own. This was different. So much more.

Anatoliy Russo · 11-17-2010, 11:18 PM

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Even as his fingers explored her warmth, the man noticed her own hands running around his arousal, passing by it like it were nothing but an obstacle. Anatoliy growled lightly at her, slowing his own hand movements as his mind focused on where her hand was not going. He let out a light moan as her hands touched him, making the fire burn suddenly, surging from the contact. His golden eyes gazing into her own, he noted the amusement in her eyes as well as her own desire. Her desire for him. The Russo pressed his fingers in more, trying to move them in such a way that would make it pleasurable for the woman before him, for whom his feelings were nothing short of a wildfire.

Suddenly the Russian man grabbed her hand from his length, grip iron as he kissed her hard, moving her hand to his shoulder. He pressed his hands roughly on her hips, pulling her close against him, knowing how awkward it must be to feel him pressing against her lower body. Anatoliy did not care. With pressing need he kept kissing her, hands running down her hips to her thighs, pulling her legs around his waist. One hand on her legs, another on her rear to keep her pressed against him, he pulled the woman away from the wall, carrying her to what he called a bed. To be fair, he would have happily laid her on the ground if he had been in so pressing a mood.

"Anann.. oh Anann," he muttered, voice ever so husky as he lay her down with his body between her legs. "Vhy do i vant you so much?" questioned the Russo, leaning in to kiss her again, gently. The desire was too hard to fight anymore. He could not hold out. Positioning himself, Anatoliy pushed himself inside of her, groaning out at the sensation, body shuddering slightly too. "Ah..Anann..," he said her name again, relishing it on his tongue as he moved, self restraint ripped from him in a single instance.

Anann Kelevra · 11-24-2010, 01:49 AM

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Perhaps it was wrong for her to enjoy teasing him so, but she hoped he would see it to be worth it in the end. Besides, it wasn't like he had never left her wanting. It was worth it to her, to see the desire raging in those beautiful golden eyes. She loved how he looked at her, as if the fire there could devour her. She was not ashamed to let him see the pleasure in her eyes as he pressed deeper. Her hips beginning to move with the motion of his efforts. "Toliy," she moaned, fingers gripped his length firmly as she stroked it. "Oh, Anatoliy."

The woman whined as he pulled her hand from him. She looked at the hand that held her wrist confused. The strength of his hold excited her and his kiss made her no longer care why she had been pulled away. She could hardly wait any long as he grabbed her hips roughly pulling her tight against him. Oh how she wished to feel him inside her. The heat and firmness of him pressed against her, oh she wanted him. Following his cues she wrapped her legs around him. Her arms around his neck, nimble golden fingers untied the binding of his mane as he carried her to her bed.

She loved the sound of her name as it flowed of his accented tongue, with a voice so husky and low. There was so much she loved about this man. Fingers once again burying themselves in the fur of his chest as he laid her down. She had no answer for his query. She could not say what drove her to want him, only that she did want him and that he was the only man to make her feel such away. She gasped, teeth clenching as she felt him enter her. It felt tight and a bit uncomfortable, but feeling quickly faded as he moved. Replaced by a most pleasurable sensation. "Oh yes, Anatoliy." she moaned as her breath began to grow ragged. "Please, Toliy, oh please.."

Anatoliy Russo · 11-24-2010, 07:28 PM

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He moved, loving the sensation of being inside her, like it was something he had been denied for a lifetime. Anatoliy leaned over, supporting himself on arms on either side of Anann as he kissed her, deep and long as he continued to push himself into her and out again, a process he kept repeating. Over and over. Anatoliy used her moans and cries as motivation, fueling his desire evermore, even though he had already gotten what he wanted. Or did he? The fire roaring in his chest said otherwise and the Russo felt obliged to feed the beast within. "Oh Anann," he moaned, rising up a bit to run his hands over her beautiful body in loving, soft touches. His fingers traced over her shoulders and stomach, cupping her breasts and playing with her body as he tried to please her.

Her pleas reached his ears and he obliged, hands slowly running down her sides to her hips, holding onto her at the waist. "Vhatever you vant, my love." It sounded weird to him to say it out loud, but there was something about the way it rolled off his tongue than motivated him to increase his tempo, driving himself deeper into her warmth, trying his very hardest to give her what she wanted. Anatoliy was running on pure instinct here and it seemed to be serving him well. Maybe later he'd ask if there was anything she wanted from him. Oh how he wanted her to cry out his name, to know he was doing right. He loosed his grip on one of her hips, letting that hand trail over to her warmth, letting his fingers rub over where he had noticed she had enjoyed before, wondering if it would affect her now that he was inside her. "Tell me vhat you like, Anann.. I vant to please you..," he asked, golden eyes seeking hers out, voice ever husky.

Anann Kelevra · 11-27-2010, 03:02 AM

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He spoiled her. Lavishing her body with such soft and subtle touches as he moved steadily within. Their bodies having found rythme and moving in cord. He seemed to read her body, every gasping sigh and moan as he explored her body. Oh it drove her wild, feeling his hands roam her body, so eager to please. "Yes, oh yes Anatoliy" she moaned, his fingers once again at her core. His touch driving her pleasure to new heights. "Harder," she urged him through panting grasps, "harder." The feeling was overwhelming as waves of pleasure crashed over her body. Her body trembling with the sensation.

She lay there a moment, soaking in the after glow of her climax, looking up the Russo. Poised over her as he was she could not help but remember the day they had wrestled on the beach. It had been the first time she had kissed him. Though, it had come as much of a surprise to her as it had to him. She leaned up kissing him softly and just as last time, pulling an arm out from under him and arching her back she switched their positions. "It's time you tell me, Anatoliy," her tone seductive as she pinned his arms down, "what it is that I can do to please you."

Anatoliy Russo · 11-27-2010, 07:25 PM

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Her voice cried out to him, begging him to go faster, harder, and he obliged, taking her by the hips and pulling her toward himself while he pushed into her with more force. Anann clearly knew what she liked since she seemed to be enjoying herself every so much; it brought a grin to his face, even if his mind was very focused on the task at hand. She shuddered beneath him and he knew that she was reaching her heightened pleasure, but he felt himself close, very close, but he held back as best as he could. He had heard that women liked to go more rounds and could go more rounds in rapid succession than the men. And he figured, either way, he would definitely, definitely enjoy himself.

Her cry of orgasm and the way her body spasmed made him slow to a stop, still inside her as she breathed heavily, and he did too. Though he had not reached his own climax, he wanted to wait so she could enjoy him more. And he could enjoy her a bit more too. Anatoliy looked over her, body shaking slightly from all the effort he had put in. She looked at him with affection and kissed him too, which he returned very gladly. Then the woman knocked him down a peg and pinned him, changing their roles easily. Giving the golden woman a curious look, he yielded, letting her hold him down. "Vhat vould I like?" he repeated, raising a brow and his eyebrow ring moved with it. "Vhy don't you show me just vhat kind of a vild voman you are. Surprise me vith your best?" he asked, wishing slightly to have his arms free so that he could place them on her hips. Oh how he loved the feel of her against him..

Anann Kelevra · 12-02-2010, 12:39 AM

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Anann leaned over him, her arms supporting her as well as holding his wrists over his head. Smiling sweetly as she gazed down at him as he cocked his brow. He was hers at last. Oh, how she wanted to please him. To give him the same loving attention and care that he had given her. "Devilish..wild, am I really those things?" she murmured in his ear before gripping it gently in her teeth with a low growl. She did not see herself as being either of those things. Though she supposed there was nothing with it if she was. She had him here after all, in her arms. In her bed. Starting at the line of the his jaw, the honey hued woman trailed down his neck with distracting nips. Her hips were raised over his as straddled him on her knees, taking in only the tip of his length. She growled soft and low as she teased him, her hips moving in slow, shallow motions. Taking more and more of him as her nips neared his chest. The sensation teasing to her as well as she felt her desire for him beginning to swell again.

She gave his cheek a lick as she ran her hands over his arms, freeing his hands to wander where they willed. Supporting herself with one hand, Anann rested the other on his chest. Fingers buried themselves in the fur there as she kissed him deeply, her body moving against his. Reluctantly, she pulled away from him. Hand still on his chest she sat up. Moaning softly as took him all. "Oh, Anatoliy," she murmured. Anann took a moment to rival in the feeling of it. Moving slowly at first she left it to his own sounds of pleasure to guide her to what would please him.

Anatoliy Russo · 12-04-2010, 11:58 PM

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He snickered a little at her words. "No, but I like my view from here," he said as he wished to squeeze her hips, wishing he could push her down onto him, but he knew she could keep up even then, if he even had the use of his arms. Anatoliy wished he could take his hands and grab her breasts and enjoy them in his hands, even as he tried to move his own hips slightly to tease the woman above his waist, as she teased him. She nipped him, and slowly lowered herself onto him, but so painfully slow. He moaned as she nipped him lower, but not giving him what he wanted. Growling, the Russo struggled slightly against her hands, ears pulling back as his desire burned for her. The teasing was starting to hurt; he wanted to feel her again...

She freed his hands and he slipped them up her thighs and up her sides, to her breasts and then to run fingers across her cheeks briefly. Anann sat up on his chest and engulfed him fully and he let out a throaty moan, hands firm on her hips as she rose and fell. His hands began to push her down harder on him as he bucked his hips up to meet her harder. "Oh, yeaah," he sighed out, letting his hips rise faster and harder while pushing her down with a bit more force. God how he enjoyed this and how his lust thanked him with gusto. "Ah, Anann.. I..," he began, but did not complete the thought as he suddenly stopped, pressing the woman fully down, feeling his relief come. Breathing hard, he dropped his hands, from her sides and let one caress her cheek again. "I am zhinking I love you." Anatoliy was grinning rather broadly, even if he was breathing hard.

Anann Kelevra · 12-12-2010, 09:26 PM

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His hands, once freed, wasted no time in finding her body. Producing light moans as they roamed, caressing her breasts and coming to an eventual rest at her hips. Oh those wonderful, wonderful hands. From the strength of his grip to his softest, gentle caress, she loved it all. She surrendered to the moment and the guiding force of his hold on her hips. Letting her body move as it willed, driven by instinct and lust. "Oh Anatoliy..oh yes!" She hissed feeling his fingers press into her flesh as he forced her down harder and harder. "Oh, yes." Golden fingers clutching his fur as he stopped suddenly, her own wave of pleasure crashing over her again. Her legs trembled under her as she panted, looking down at him with half lidded eyes, grinning like a fool.

She pressed her cheek into his hand; her own hand coming up to hold it there. Glad that she had closed her eyes at the touch, as she was unable to keep her ears from falling back at the words. Oh how she wished she could believe them. Any man might murmur such a thing after what they had just done. She hesitated, choosing her words carefully before she spoke. Hoping to keep from hurting him with her reaction. Letting her hand fall away from his she gave his muzzle a lick and nuzzled his cheek. "I have never felt for another what I feel for you, Anatoliy," she paused. "If that is truly how you feel, I ask you tell me again, when you are not basking in the glow of..what we have just done." The words felt cruel and harsh coming off her tongue and she did not mean for them to thus. "Then, maybe, I'll return the words." Surprised at the realization that she did, in fact, love him. She shouldn't have been.

Anatoliy Russo · 12-18-2010, 01:00 AM

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Breathing hard, he looked up at her with that same smile. Anann leaned over, after an odd pause, and licked him. He tried to lick her back as she moved her head back but he missed, tongue hitting empty air. He let his head fall heavily back down, tongue still poking out at the woman on top of him. His smile faltered as she let her words slip over him. Looking frozen, he tightened his hold on her hips momentarily before relaxing them. Should Anatoliy have not said that? He looked puzzled for a moment, before he realized, just how bad it seemed. Suddenly, he thought about his father. Is that how he could get a woman? Had he ever told a woman this and not meant it, and only meant it as thanks for a good lay? That wasn't him, that wasn't Anatoliy. But it looked like Anann had to hear it in a far more tender and less emotionally powerful moment such as this. He understood this, but he gave no apology for what he had said. The words had meaning and honesty behind them, but he just nodded at her, thinking of when he could do it.

He sighed, wanting to show her how he felt that would not mean a repeat of what they just did; he did not think he had the stamina to go for more right away. Instead, Anatoliy pulled the woman off of him, shuddering at his sensitivity. Letting her tumble to his side, he wrapped an arm around her and buried his face in her neck, trying to be tender with the woman. He mumbled into her fur, "Can I stay vith you tonight?" He pulled his face away from her to let his golden eyes peer at her. He doubted she'd turn him away, but he wanted to ask, rather than impose. "I vant to be vith you..," he added, thinking it would help, even just a little bit.

Anann Kelevra · 12-20-2010, 08:24 PM

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Anann hated her words and the fact they dulled the smile of the man under her. It was crushing to watch the frozen look of confusion flush over his face and the feel of his grip on her tighten. His words were everything she wanted to hear. The timing was just terrible, at least to her. As much as she wanted to believe them and hold them close to her heart, she just couldn't bring herself to. Experience had taught her better than to put much faith in words that were spoken in moments of anger or lust. When it was easy to say things one didn't truly mean. She could only hope the Russo would understand and not take offense to her words. A soft smile of reassurance on her lips as he gave a nod and nothing more. He did not apologies nor take back the words. Neither of which she would have wanted.

As he sighed and moved to hoist her off of him Anann couldn't stop the worry from creeping into her chest. Worrying that perhaps her statement had hit harder than he had allowed it to show. His face buried in the fur of her neck as soon as she came to a rest beside him on the bed. She snuggled against him despite the fact she was already plenty warm. Her arm snaking over his side. Fingers running lightly through his fur til they found the length of his mane and buried themselves there. His muffled words made her smile and she couldn't hold back a soft chuckle. "Of coarse, Toliy," her tone soft and sultry as her hand left his mane to brush her golden fingers against his cheek. Trailing the edge of his jaw til fingers reached his chin and she gave a soft, sweet kiss. Warm, umber eyes looking lovingly into his golden ones. "After all, I did ask you to stay." It had been the start to all this after all or was it more the act of shoving him against the wall of her house that had done it?

Anatoliy Russo · 12-21-2010, 09:08 PM

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He breathed her scent in, well aware that she did not believe his words. It was still comforting to know he could lay beside her so closely, so intimately, after having been nothing but a complete ass. Squeezing her slightly, the Russo eased his grip, happy to feel her warmth beside him. He relished it and wished he could savor it, keep it in his permanent memory for as long as he could. Anatoliy felt as though he had gone off the deep end, but that was where he knew he was in the right.

It was easy to see why they slept so well that night, considering how much work they had gotten done in those late hours. True, the sun had been over the horizon for not even an hour but Anatoliy felt as though it were approaching its zenith in the sky. He grumbled as he put up an arm over his eyes and found that his other arm was wrapped around the woman he whose bed he were in. If she were already awake and choosing to keep herself still, he did not know, nor did he care. Anatoliy watched her, chest rising and falling with her breath.

Carefully, he lifted his hand around her, and adjusted some of the short locks of hair. Anatoliy gave a slow exhale of breath, shutting his eyes against the gleam of light from the window, remembering all that game the night before, his outburst. He would need to be careful, more careful than he had been before. On his side he could feel the woman's weight as he breathed, and he did not mind it at all. If only that was the way things could have been. His only regret? Having been so stupid, and having waited so long to have her in his arms.

Anann Kelevra · 12-26-2010, 02:02 AM

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The warrior woman had always been an early riser, but as the first rays of light had crept through her window she had turned her back it. Burying her face in the fur of the man laying next to her. She clung to the hold that sleep had on her, not yet wishing to wake. His scent filled her nostrils and she could feel him laying next to her. Her head laying against his chest and the sound of his heart drummed in her ear. Still she worried that opening her eyes would make it all less real. Revealing it only to be a dream. She wanted to hold on to this feeling for the rest of her life. Thinking now she truly knew what happiness was. What it could be.

She teetered on the edge of the world of dreams and the world of the wake. Wanting just a moment more in his arms before facing the music of the morning light. At some point she knew he would have to turn and leave to return to his own home. She wished to stall the moment as long as she could. His eventual stirrings pulling at the strings of her conscientiousness and pulling back the veil of sleep. It was her tail that stirred first, tapping lightly against the mattresses.

She did not realize it, still thinking she was keeping up a guise of being asleep. That is until the wag grew in strength and thumped loudly against the bed beneath them. Her tail stopped suddenly and she buried her face even deeper against him in her slight embarrassment. Before finally surrendering her last hold on sleep. At last opening the deep brown eyes to look into beautiful gold. "Morning," she mumbled happily, contently. A smile creeping across her still sleepy face, eyes still blinking and adjusting to the morning light.

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