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Post by Eri on Oct 24, 2012 20:57:25 GMT -5
Seth was surprised at Luschka. She was aggressive at times, but hadn't been this bold yet. The feeling of her weight against him was pleasing though, and a hand trailed down her side as he returned her earnest advances.
He knew he was the more experienced one, so it was exciting to see her take control of the situation. His mind was moving forward though, and his truck was rather large...He was glad they were on a rather quiet road, and that he had already put the vehicle in park.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 24, 2012 21:09:07 GMT -5
I feel Seth's hand trail down my side and I'm delighted that he's accepting my advances instead of rejecting them. I know that we agreed we were going to go slow, but honestly I can't keep that promise at the moment. My tongue flicks in and out of his mouth and I can't help but feel a need to not just involve my hands, legs, and lips, but the rest of my body too. I start to move my hips in a slow rhythm against him and I am surprised to find that I'm rather good at this. My hands run across his fully clothed body and I can't help it when they slip under his waistband a little ways and run along the skin there. Honestly I think it's kind of strange that our second time will be in a car--a rental car nonetheless--but I really couldn't care less at the moment. I'm too caught up in appeasing him and myself to worry about that.
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Post by Eri on Oct 24, 2012 21:37:54 GMT -5
Seth took a sharp intake of air, hazel eyes widening as he groaned at her roaming hands. His fingers dug into her sides slightly, and he was amazed at how strongly he was reacting to her. It was like there was a fire erupting under his skin, and he needed to run wild with it. Still, the fact that he couldn't move from beneath Luschka had a small voice nagging at the back of his mind.
"Luschka," He gasped, pulling away as he gulped down as much air as he could. "I don't think we need to go to the hospital anymore but..." he moved his hips, already uncomfortable in his restricting jeans. There was a silent question, an invitation to continue this somewhere else.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 24, 2012 21:55:51 GMT -5
I frown a little when he pulls away, but when he suggests through his actions that we should go somewhere else, I nod and slide off of him, but I don't move too far, only to the seat right next to him and I lean on him, breathing heavily. Where should we go? Your place? Or we could go to mine...just to warn you though, I live in the pack house and it won't be long before someone catches your scent and follows it to my room. Hah. I guess we should go to yours...
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Post by Eri on Oct 24, 2012 22:02:10 GMT -5
It took a moment for Seth to be able to shift the car back into drive and merge back onto the road. He glanced over at her, giving a laugh. He wasn't sure he was quite ready to walk into her pack's home, and figured that was probably not the best way to meet a few of them. He turned towards his house, feeling his foot press on the gas pedal a little bit more than usual.
"I think my place is the better choice. Just excuse the mess...I've been out of place these past few weeks."
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 25, 2012 0:17:37 GMT -5
I shrug, feeling it would only be normal for him to be out of place--I, on the ober hand, was very out of place--but in just this little amount of time I have gotten better. Much better. They say it gets worse before it gets better--well that's what happened. I remain on his arm tightly, not really able to fathom letting any space between us. It's understandable.
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Post by Eri on Oct 25, 2012 12:33:59 GMT -5
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Royal Apartment Complex. He parked in his usual spot, turning off the ignition as he shoved the keys into his pocket and climbed out of the truck. He had cooled down only a moment, but Luschka had been so close the entire drive here. Just her presence now was keeping that fire underneath his skin burning.
He went around to her side, opening the door. It was cautionary since he wasn't sure if she really could walk just yet. Actually, it was more impatience than anything else as he reached for her and plucked her from the seat. Before she could complain though he pressed his lips to hers, using his foot to close the truck door before walking into the complex.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 25, 2012 13:31:42 GMT -5
When we reach the complex Seth hops out of the truck and opens my door. I'm just about to get out and walk when he picks me up again. I open my mouth to protest and to say that I can walk now, but his lips on mine quickly dismiss the thought. I grab the collar of his shirt with one hand, and the other slides under his shirt. I kiss him, feeling hot and my clothes are really starting to bother me; a burning and itching sensation pricks my skin everywhere clothes are concealing my alablaster flesh. I wish he would hurry to his apartment--I wish he would run. My hand that was grabbing his collar now lowers itself to grab on to his rear end. My mouth separates from his only for a second so that I can catch a breath, then my lips are quickly back on his. Hurry, Seth.
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Post by Eri on Oct 25, 2012 13:41:41 GMT -5
He can only smirk in response, moving into the apartment complex. He feet know the way, so he can continue to shower Luschka with kisses as he goes down the halls. He had only met two of his neighbors, and wasn't really worried about what someone might think should they see him right now.
When they got to his door, he carefully balanced Luschka as his hands went to his pocket to pull out his keys. He opened the door, taking a cautious step inside. He hadn't put up traps before leaving, which was a sign he really hadn't been himself when he left.
Not only that, but papers were scattered all over the floor. His weapons were strewn about the apartment as well, and the small frame that held his family's symbol was shattered on the floor near the far wall. He must have thrown it in his anger, which had been explosive once he'd made it home where no one could become victim to it. He only glanced at his apartment, though the flash in his eyes showed that he was seeing the mess for what it was for the first time.
It was only a fleeting thought, the hands on the bare skin of his chest and his rear far more important than his rented apartment. He went through the long hall into his room. The bed sheets were already strewn about, and he unceremoniously dropped Luschka onto it.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 25, 2012 16:51:48 GMT -5
Once he throws me onto the messy bed I pause for a second. I'm breathing heavily as my ice blue eyes look up at him. I'm incredibly still as I observe him. I can feel the heat radiating off of him and it's making me go insane. I'm quiet though. I'm still. I watch him and I think about things for a second. The last time I was here--on this bed and in this apartment--Seth had no idea what I truly am. The first time this happened, to him, I was a human woman who was different from any woman he had ever come across. Now he know's what I am. He knows who I am. I'm no longer the beautiful human he thought me as, but the gorgeous werewolf I really am and he now knows of. And yet, even though he knows exactly what I am, it's happening again. This is happening again. To me, it seems like he actually accepts who I am and who I've always been. He accepts the fact that he was raised and trained to kill me, but that he loves me. And I love him. And that we're meant to be together--forever. I know this now. It's finally come upon me. This epiphany. This lovely realization. He loves me--and for what I really am. I smile and pull him down on top of me as I did the first time; but this time it's different. Something's changed. And it's a good change.
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Post by Eri on Oct 25, 2012 18:21:02 GMT -5
Seth sees her freeze and pauses before climbing after her. He watched her carefully through warm hazel eyes. The last time this had happened he hadn't planned it, and here he was again. He looked into her eyes, and was surprised with himself. He was taking a werewolf into bed, and he knew it. Yet there weren't mixed feelings or any hesitation or doubt.
He glanced at his nightstand, where he had decided to stock up on protection. It had been before he knew what Luschka was, and he was quite glad he'd forgotten about it until now. He might be ready to really start a relationship with her, but having kids was something he wasn't.
He felt her pull him onto her, and was quite pleased as he pressed a part of his weight on her, lips seeking hers hungrily.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 25, 2012 21:24:33 GMT -5
My breathing is shallow as I feel and adjust to his weight on top of me. When he kisses me with an undeniable hunger, I know I have to match it. Mouth opening wide, I allow him to deepen the kiss. Now that he's laying on top of me and gravity is in my favor, I feel every inch of his masculine body pressed up against my soft yet sturdy body. I can't control myself and my hips move slowly against his at first, but then they quicken and grow in power. I wrap a leg around his waist and let my hands explore. My right hand goes under the back of his shirt, tracing the muscles in his back, while my left resumes the exploration they hadn't got to finish in the car; slipping beneath his waistband and splaying on his hip. Though this is our second time it feels different; more meaningful. Not that the first time wasn't! It defenitally was meaningful. But this time it's even more passionate and firey--this time it's a need not a want. We've been seperated for too long and we both desperately need to physically be together, in every and any way possible.
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Post by Eri on Oct 25, 2012 22:54:07 GMT -5
He groaned at her movements, biting down on her lower lip before sucking her tongue into his mouth. If she kept moving like that he was going to either go insane, or this wouldn't last as long as he wanted it to. "God, did I miss you." he murmured, pulling away for just a second to rid some of her clothing. His hands explored, and he slowly began to wonder what it'd be like to pet her fur as a werewolf.
The last time he actually stroked a werewolf was when he was a child, back when he thought that pup was just a regular puppy. After that, the only time he touched a werewolf had been in combat, where he was trying to keep them from ripping out his throat.
Currently though, his scarred and callused hands were moving across smooth, silky skin and he was quite pleased with just that.
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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 26, 2012 13:21:19 GMT -5
When he removes some of my clothing, I'm all too eager to remove the rest. Well, accept for my bra and underwear. Keep him in suspense, y'know? Like he had said once before, now we're on uneven grounds. Time for him to make it even. I take his shirt off of him and undo his belt buckle. I help him take his pants off and then I can't control how I am quick to remove my bra, pressing my bare skin against his. At the feeling, I can't help but moan loudly in his ear. Now that most of his clothes are gone as well, I bury my fingers in his thick, black hair. I want this to never end, but I know that I won't be able to restrain myself much longer. And by the way Seth says he's missed me, I don't think he can either.
Deciding to test my luck, I growl a little with pleasure. It's a small growl, one that's eminates from the chest. One that is more like a pur than a growl. Jeez, if I were a cat creature of some sort I would be purring like there's no tomorrow. With Seth's hands exploring my exposed body, I can't think straight. I don't know how I kept myself from acting like a wolf last time--I can barely do it now. I've heard werewolf to werewolf sex is so much different than human to human or werewolf to human. I heard it's more passionate--which I can't imagine possible right now--and more pleasing--still can't imagine it--than with a human. Suddenly I wonder what it would be like--to have Seth be a werewolf as well. I shake that thought from my head. Surely he would be against it...right? Well, I can't think about that now. It's distracting me. I need to focus on how Seth kisses me fiercely and how his touch brings me to life. Every exploration so new and real, yet it's not really new at all.
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Post by Eri on Nov 16, 2012 12:04:27 GMT -5
Seth's eyes narrowed slightly at the growl, and his movements stopped for a moment. He looked at her, before his brow raised in questioning and he grinned. "You sounded like a cat almost there." he stated, amusement in his husky voice before he leaned and claimed her lips again.
He hadn't been able to stop his reaction to the playful growl. It just sounded to strange to him, and he was still wrapping his head around the whole thing. He hadn't felt fear or anger towards it though. Maybe he was already more used to it than he thought he was, or perhaps just comfortable with Luschka?
He reached a hand out, opening the drawer and pulling out a small packet. He never liked the feeling of the darn things, but he didn't think making werewolf puppies would be the best of ideas at the moment.
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