Merlin | Mythology | 11powerful_bloodAugust 17 2011, 05:42:54 UTC
Merlin was enjoying himself quite well, his body shuddering as his pleasure rose, and he stroked himself. When the door opened, he paused and looked that way. But he did not make any effort to cover up.
Re: Merlin | Mythology | 11mabofwinterdarkAugust 17 2011, 06:12:38 UTC
Mab's eyes run over the man who still touches himself with a bold lack of embarrassment or concern. It brings an amused smile to her lips. "Shall I close the door and pretend I have not seen this?"
"Shameless, indeed," is her answer, though her tone lacks the condemnation normally reserved for that phrasing.
She enters the room, letting the door fall closed once again. She walks towards his exposed body, enjoying the vantage their difference in position offers.
"I see no reason for shame when you have already seen what I have and what I was doing." Merlin sits up more, and his legs spread slightly, as he shifts to provide a space for her to sit, if she likes.
"A trait I never understood, coming from a time with far less of it." He nodded to her. "I am Merlin, milady. May I know your name?"
She takes the offered seat, getting the sense of him that nearness offers. "Shame and a different kind of distrust. Call me Mab if you would have a name."
The segue is minimal, but so is the distance between them. She has seen what he has and what he was doing and she finds herself interested by both, as well as his name.
Merlin sticks his tongue out at her, and grins. "Mab. Be welcome and well met, milady. How may I serve thee this day?"
His grin is merry, and his smile is warm, if slightly mischievous. she is a beautiful woman, and at her closeness, his cock hardens more, lengthens more, as it has a tendency to do.
She reaches out to stroke the cock that reacts so naturally to her presence without hint of pause. Her touch is light, playful, and knowledgeable with just a slight natural chill to her skin. Having caught him red handed, she hardly feels a need to be much more subtle.
"I do believe you have some idea of how you might service me, having invited me in so easily."
"Mmm, I invite you to be creative in your answer to the question."
Her hand continues to explore his cock from base to tip, using her lightest touches on the most sensitive places. The other seeks and finds the catch at the top of her skirt. Shes give him a hint on both what she might enjoy and how she might be disrobed.
Merlin smirks as he rolls forward, and pulled her toward him, to lay more flat on the bed, and his hands quickly make short work of that skirt, stripping it from her with gentle hands, seeking to know what she wears, if anything, below it.
His fingers will find that a lace garter belt hides the fact that she wears noting else between the top of the belt and the top of black stockings. Stretched out beside him and divested of her skirt, her smile is quite inviting. Her fingers tease him by abandoning his member to explore the feel of his thighs to belly to chest.
Her hips rise into the movement of his hands, falling only when she spreads her thighs for him. Her breath catches just a little as he begins to enter her. Even though she is wet, with little warm up her own, the friction is intense. "Oh..."
His hands stroke over her breasts and he leans to kiss her, and his magic flares, sending pleasure roaring along her nerves, an her own nature will allow it. Even as he does, he slowly enters her, groaning at the heat and the friction, an shuddering at the tightness.
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He smiled to her. "While I did not plan on exposing myself thus to thee, I have no shame in the doing or the form."
He waved a hand within his room, and nodded.
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She enters the room, letting the door fall closed once again. She walks towards his exposed body, enjoying the vantage their difference in position offers.
"Not that I have ever been know for the trait."
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"A trait I never understood, coming from a time with far less of it." He nodded to her. "I am Merlin, milady. May I know your name?"
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The segue is minimal, but so is the distance between them. She has seen what he has and what he was doing and she finds herself interested by both, as well as his name.
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His grin is merry, and his smile is warm, if slightly mischievous. she is a beautiful woman, and at her closeness, his cock hardens more, lengthens more, as it has a tendency to do.
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"I do believe you have some idea of how you might service me, having invited me in so easily."
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One hand rises, to stroke her legs, and toward her hips.
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Her hand continues to explore his cock from base to tip, using her lightest touches on the most sensitive places. The other seeks and finds the catch at the top of her skirt. Shes give him a hint on both what she might enjoy and how she might be disrobed.
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"Gorgeous..." And he presses the tip to her entrance, groaning as he presses in slowly.
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