Nox: A Dominant Male Log...
Entry: AIM Log
Rating: NC-17
Reason: Again, because it's really cute and funny, and I'm too lazy to edit the big ones right now.
Tonks: ::happy sigh of lust::
Bill: *pulls her hard up against him, smirking* Do you ever get tired?
Tonks: ::flutters eyelashes:: Not of you, ever.
Bill: *leans down, sucking on her neck* ... some of these never get to heal, do they?
Tonks: Here's hoping. How do you feel about handprints?
Bill: I probably have a few. *nuzzles*
Tonks: ::laughs:: If not now, you will when I'm done with you.
Bill: *throws her up against a wall, but cradles her head just in case* Oh will I?
Tonks: ::smirks at him:: If you're lucky. Mouth off, and they'll be boot marks. ::kisses him::
Bill: *sucks on her bottom lip* *pauses, with a grin* Am I dom tonight or are you?
Tonks: Rock Paper Scissors?
Bill: Ok. *gets his fist ready*
Tonks: 1.... 2..... 3....
Bill: *throws out rock
Tonks: Rock.
Bill: ... damn.
Tonks: Fight you for it?
Bill: 1...2...3...
Tonks: Paper.
Bill: Scissors.
Bill: HAH. I win.
Tonks: Oh... darn.
Bill: *beam* *pulls his belt off to bind her hands*
Tonks: I love leather. ::wicked grin::
You were there... and then gone....
LOL
Bill: Hmm... Hold on. *ties her up, leaves her there*
Tonks: ::tells him what she thinks of that, profanely::
Bill: *come back in leather pants and no shirt*
Tonks: ::STARES::
Bill: *smirk*
Tonks: Why haven't I seen those before?
Bill: Bought 'em on the last trip.
Tonks: I love you. ::stares:: So much right now.
Tonks: Why do I still have clothes on, again?
Bill: *walks over to her, untying her wrists, but obviously still very dominant* ... you don't. *quick muttered spell, is nakey!*
Tonks: Thank goodness. ::reaches out to touch::
Bill: *smacks one of her hands, looking sternly down at her* Do you have permission?
Tonks: No. Sorry, sir.
Bill: Remember it. *walks around her, occasionally leaning in to nip a bit of skin here and there* On your knees.
Tonks: ::drops to her knees obediently::
Bill: *pats her head with a smirk* What do you want to do now, Tonks?
Tonks: Peel those off with my teeth. May I?
Bill: Not yet. But you can undo the zipper if you want. *stands there, watching her*
Tonks: ::crawls over obediently and unzips him with her teeth, looking up at him sweetly while doing so::
Bill: *impassivly watches, even when it becomes apparent he's wearing no shorts*
Tonks: ::stares again, happily, but sits back on her knees, obediently::
Bill: *stands there, watching her* You did that very well. You now get a reward. *reaches down, fondling her nipple*
Tonks: Thank you, sir. ::smiles at him::
Bill: *walks around her, smirking* What would you like to do now, pet?
Tonks: Suck you until you scream? ::sweet innnocent look::
Bill: *tweaks her nipple, a touch hard* Not yet.
Tonks: Yes, sir. ::lowers her head::
Bill: I want to watch you stroke yourself, pet.
Tonks: On the floor?
Bill: *tweaks OTHER nipple* Yes, pet. On the floor.
Tonks: As you wish. ::spreads her knees a bit, leaning back on one hand, and reaches between her legs, sliding two fingers down enough to get them wet, and begins stroking::
Bill: *watches her, impassively* That's it...
Tonks: ::arches her back as much as she can in reaction to her own hand and moans lightly as she continues::
Bill: *reaches down and strokes himself, muttering* Just like that. Fuck yourself like that... *mildly wonders what his mother would think of this sort of talk*
Tonks: ::does her best and frowns at her hand:: My fingers are too small. Doesn't feel right! ::tries three, frowns again::
Bill: *fisting his own cock, but other than that, still staring at her with an almost bored expression* Use more then. *calmly*
Tonks: ::tries again with four, and finds it a bit better:: Better. ::stares at him stroking himself, and then throws herself into it::
Bill: ... *sort of stunned she can fit that many in, quite frankly*
Tonks: ::knees begin to slip, and considers just throwing herself on her back so she can watch him and entertain herself, as this feels pretty damned good::
Bill: *stands up straighter, letting go of himself* All right. You've earned another reward.
Tonks: ::ignores him::
Bill: TONKS. *all angry don't you know* Stop. Touching. Yourself.
Tonks: ::looks up, startled:: Sorry, sir. ::slips her hand guiltily behind her back::
Bill: *glares at her* *sits down in a chair* You know what to do.
Tonks: Shamelessly beg forgiveness?
Bill: *GLARES* Tonks... *warning tone*
Tonks: Hm? ::blinks innocently:: Crawl off to bed? ::turns a bit::
Bill: *points to his lap, furious* You're adding to it, Tonks.
Tonks: ::lowers her head and crawls over to him on hands and knees:: Sorry, sir. ::begins to lick and nip at him, enjoying the taste of him::
Bill: *winds his hands into her hair, groaning and arching his hips into her mouth*
Tonks: ::takes as much as she can in, all at once, wrapping her tongue around him at the same time and hums happily::
Bill: *drops the act* ... Nymph... Inside you... enough play now, love...
Tonks: ::considers ignoring him::
Bill: *doesn't give her choice, picks her up and pulls her into his lap, nuzzling her cheek*
Tonks: ::pouts prettily:: Someday, I'll outdo you. ::kisses him::
Bill: *kisses her back, fiercely* Probably. Tonight is not the night. I almost lost it when you put four in...
Tonks: Thought you'd like that. Fuck me. Now.
Bill: *lifts her up and obliges*
Tonks: ::sighs happily and wiggles against him:: Much better than four.
Bill: *groans slightly against her neck, pulling her almost immediately against her heated skin* Fuck...
Tonks: Mmmm... why yes, that's what we're doing, love. ::pulls his hands to her hips:: I believe we discussed handprints?
Bill: You are way too flippant right now. *grins, really speading things up*
Tonks: ::shuts up and holds on, panting and moaning::
Bill: *nips along her shoulders, leaving a few marks* Didn't you want these?
Tonks: ::bites his neck:: Yes. More. ::starts shifting her hips a bit to add to the experience:: Handprints.
Bill: *leaving marks all over her pale skin, groaning against it as he moves closer and closer* Make it yours, Tonks... how bad do you want it?
Tonks: ::cries out against him:: More than you know.
Bill: *slides them both to the floor, driving into her with everything in him*
Tonks: God, Bill! ::screams against his shoulder and bucks her hips up into him::
Bill: *rubs her center* Come for me, Tonks...
Tonks: ::closes her eyes, cries out his name and explodes::
Bill: *falls atop her, literally unable to think*
Tonks: ::is squished but happy:: Love you. ::kisses his cheek extra softly::
Bill: *rolls off her as soon as he's ABLE, pulling her tight in his arms* Love you so much.
Tonks: ::cuddles against him and sighs:: We're going to be old and wrinkly and still doing this.
Bill: Probably. *nuzzles her nose* Lots.
Tonks: Here's hoping. ::bites the tip of his nose:: I'd hate to think you'd get bored with me.
Bill: Can't get bored like this. Can't get bored of the person you love.
Tonks: Not sure why you like me so much, but I'm glad you do. ::rests her head on his chest:: Don't know what I'd do without you.
Bill: Same here, love. *strokes her back*
Tonks: You do realize everyone thinks we're horribly pervy, right?
Bill: I'm aware. *closes his eyes*
Tonks: Good. What else can we do to enhance our reputation and keep them from ever visiting us?
Bill: Exactly. *smirks* *kisses her forehead*
Tonks: You make a good bed. ::wiggles happily::
Bill: Glad to know. *grins*
Tonks: I have to go to Hogwarts on Friday to set up Draco's new computer.
Bill: ... well, fuck.
Tonks: I'll be back after dinner. Promise. ::kisses him:: But I promised the wretched brat I'd get it for him.
Bill: Why bother? *kisses her back, grumbling* He's a tit.
Tonks: Family is family. He's about all I've got left these days. Besides, he's young. I've heard you were a bit of a prick yourself in school.
Bill: ... all right, point taken. *smirks* Maybe we could raise him up right. Get all this shit his dad has been throwing at him out of there.
Tonks: That'd be lovely. In the meantime, however, suppose we could move to the bed?
Bill: ... do we have to? *whines, but picks her up and moves them both*
Tonks: Thank you, love. I'd hate to see you whinge about sleeping on the floor all night. ::gives him a long passionate kiss:: Sleep now, more sex later.
Bill: Works for me. *closes his eyes, pulling her close for the night*
Rating: NC-17
Reason: Again, because it's really cute and funny, and I'm too lazy to edit the big ones right now.
Tonks: ::happy sigh of lust::
Bill: *pulls her hard up against him, smirking* Do you ever get tired?
Tonks: ::flutters eyelashes:: Not of you, ever.
Bill: *leans down, sucking on her neck* ... some of these never get to heal, do they?
Tonks: Here's hoping. How do you feel about handprints?
Bill: I probably have a few. *nuzzles*
Tonks: ::laughs:: If not now, you will when I'm done with you.
Bill: *throws her up against a wall, but cradles her head just in case* Oh will I?
Tonks: ::smirks at him:: If you're lucky. Mouth off, and they'll be boot marks. ::kisses him::
Bill: *sucks on her bottom lip* *pauses, with a grin* Am I dom tonight or are you?
Tonks: Rock Paper Scissors?
Bill: Ok. *gets his fist ready*
Tonks: 1.... 2..... 3....
Bill: *throws out rock
Tonks: Rock.
Bill: ... damn.
Tonks: Fight you for it?
Bill: 1...2...3...
Tonks: Paper.
Bill: Scissors.
Bill: HAH. I win.
Tonks: Oh... darn.
Bill: *beam* *pulls his belt off to bind her hands*
Tonks: I love leather. ::wicked grin::
You were there... and then gone....
LOL
Bill: Hmm... Hold on. *ties her up, leaves her there*
Tonks: ::tells him what she thinks of that, profanely::
Bill: *come back in leather pants and no shirt*
Tonks: ::STARES::
Bill: *smirk*
Tonks: Why haven't I seen those before?
Bill: Bought 'em on the last trip.
Tonks: I love you. ::stares:: So much right now.
Tonks: Why do I still have clothes on, again?
Bill: *walks over to her, untying her wrists, but obviously still very dominant* ... you don't. *quick muttered spell, is nakey!*
Tonks: Thank goodness. ::reaches out to touch::
Bill: *smacks one of her hands, looking sternly down at her* Do you have permission?
Tonks: No. Sorry, sir.
Bill: Remember it. *walks around her, occasionally leaning in to nip a bit of skin here and there* On your knees.
Tonks: ::drops to her knees obediently::
Bill: *pats her head with a smirk* What do you want to do now, Tonks?
Tonks: Peel those off with my teeth. May I?
Bill: Not yet. But you can undo the zipper if you want. *stands there, watching her*
Tonks: ::crawls over obediently and unzips him with her teeth, looking up at him sweetly while doing so::
Bill: *impassivly watches, even when it becomes apparent he's wearing no shorts*
Tonks: ::stares again, happily, but sits back on her knees, obediently::
Bill: *stands there, watching her* You did that very well. You now get a reward. *reaches down, fondling her nipple*
Tonks: Thank you, sir. ::smiles at him::
Bill: *walks around her, smirking* What would you like to do now, pet?
Tonks: Suck you until you scream? ::sweet innnocent look::
Bill: *tweaks her nipple, a touch hard* Not yet.
Tonks: Yes, sir. ::lowers her head::
Bill: I want to watch you stroke yourself, pet.
Tonks: On the floor?
Bill: *tweaks OTHER nipple* Yes, pet. On the floor.
Tonks: As you wish. ::spreads her knees a bit, leaning back on one hand, and reaches between her legs, sliding two fingers down enough to get them wet, and begins stroking::
Bill: *watches her, impassively* That's it...
Tonks: ::arches her back as much as she can in reaction to her own hand and moans lightly as she continues::
Bill: *reaches down and strokes himself, muttering* Just like that. Fuck yourself like that... *mildly wonders what his mother would think of this sort of talk*
Tonks: ::does her best and frowns at her hand:: My fingers are too small. Doesn't feel right! ::tries three, frowns again::
Bill: *fisting his own cock, but other than that, still staring at her with an almost bored expression* Use more then. *calmly*
Tonks: ::tries again with four, and finds it a bit better:: Better. ::stares at him stroking himself, and then throws herself into it::
Bill: ... *sort of stunned she can fit that many in, quite frankly*
Tonks: ::knees begin to slip, and considers just throwing herself on her back so she can watch him and entertain herself, as this feels pretty damned good::
Bill: *stands up straighter, letting go of himself* All right. You've earned another reward.
Tonks: ::ignores him::
Bill: TONKS. *all angry don't you know* Stop. Touching. Yourself.
Tonks: ::looks up, startled:: Sorry, sir. ::slips her hand guiltily behind her back::
Bill: *glares at her* *sits down in a chair* You know what to do.
Tonks: Shamelessly beg forgiveness?
Bill: *GLARES* Tonks... *warning tone*
Tonks: Hm? ::blinks innocently:: Crawl off to bed? ::turns a bit::
Bill: *points to his lap, furious* You're adding to it, Tonks.
Tonks: ::lowers her head and crawls over to him on hands and knees:: Sorry, sir. ::begins to lick and nip at him, enjoying the taste of him::
Bill: *winds his hands into her hair, groaning and arching his hips into her mouth*
Tonks: ::takes as much as she can in, all at once, wrapping her tongue around him at the same time and hums happily::
Bill: *drops the act* ... Nymph... Inside you... enough play now, love...
Tonks: ::considers ignoring him::
Bill: *doesn't give her choice, picks her up and pulls her into his lap, nuzzling her cheek*
Tonks: ::pouts prettily:: Someday, I'll outdo you. ::kisses him::
Bill: *kisses her back, fiercely* Probably. Tonight is not the night. I almost lost it when you put four in...
Tonks: Thought you'd like that. Fuck me. Now.
Bill: *lifts her up and obliges*
Tonks: ::sighs happily and wiggles against him:: Much better than four.
Bill: *groans slightly against her neck, pulling her almost immediately against her heated skin* Fuck...
Tonks: Mmmm... why yes, that's what we're doing, love. ::pulls his hands to her hips:: I believe we discussed handprints?
Bill: You are way too flippant right now. *grins, really speading things up*
Tonks: ::shuts up and holds on, panting and moaning::
Bill: *nips along her shoulders, leaving a few marks* Didn't you want these?
Tonks: ::bites his neck:: Yes. More. ::starts shifting her hips a bit to add to the experience:: Handprints.
Bill: *leaving marks all over her pale skin, groaning against it as he moves closer and closer* Make it yours, Tonks... how bad do you want it?
Tonks: ::cries out against him:: More than you know.
Bill: *slides them both to the floor, driving into her with everything in him*
Tonks: God, Bill! ::screams against his shoulder and bucks her hips up into him::
Bill: *rubs her center* Come for me, Tonks...
Tonks: ::closes her eyes, cries out his name and explodes::
Bill: *falls atop her, literally unable to think*
Tonks: ::is squished but happy:: Love you. ::kisses his cheek extra softly::
Bill: *rolls off her as soon as he's ABLE, pulling her tight in his arms* Love you so much.
Tonks: ::cuddles against him and sighs:: We're going to be old and wrinkly and still doing this.
Bill: Probably. *nuzzles her nose* Lots.
Tonks: Here's hoping. ::bites the tip of his nose:: I'd hate to think you'd get bored with me.
Bill: Can't get bored like this. Can't get bored of the person you love.
Tonks: Not sure why you like me so much, but I'm glad you do. ::rests her head on his chest:: Don't know what I'd do without you.
Bill: Same here, love. *strokes her back*
Tonks: You do realize everyone thinks we're horribly pervy, right?
Bill: I'm aware. *closes his eyes*
Tonks: Good. What else can we do to enhance our reputation and keep them from ever visiting us?
Bill: Exactly. *smirks* *kisses her forehead*
Tonks: You make a good bed. ::wiggles happily::
Bill: Glad to know. *grins*
Tonks: I have to go to Hogwarts on Friday to set up Draco's new computer.
Bill: ... well, fuck.
Tonks: I'll be back after dinner. Promise. ::kisses him:: But I promised the wretched brat I'd get it for him.
Bill: Why bother? *kisses her back, grumbling* He's a tit.
Tonks: Family is family. He's about all I've got left these days. Besides, he's young. I've heard you were a bit of a prick yourself in school.
Bill: ... all right, point taken. *smirks* Maybe we could raise him up right. Get all this shit his dad has been throwing at him out of there.
Tonks: That'd be lovely. In the meantime, however, suppose we could move to the bed?
Bill: ... do we have to? *whines, but picks her up and moves them both*
Tonks: Thank you, love. I'd hate to see you whinge about sleeping on the floor all night. ::gives him a long passionate kiss:: Sleep now, more sex later.
Bill: Works for me. *closes his eyes, pulling her close for the night*