Demon Machine - For blovedpleasure

Jul 20, 2008 19:40

When they reappeared in the garage he was housing the car in, he had her trapped in a deep kiss. Walking backward, he pushed her back on the hood of the car and ran his hand up under her shirt. He was still angry with God and His demand that he stop seeing Phaedra, but he had decided he would not take that out on her. She deserved better than to be ( Read more... )

roleplay: phaedra

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blovedpleasure July 25 2008, 06:10:02 UTC
She didn't want him to hold back, she could sense that he was angry and that he wanted to take his anger out on something. She trusted him, she knew that he wouldn't do her any permanent damage. So she held to him a little tighter, kissing him back and letting her hunger show through.

Perched on the edge of the car, she rolled her hips to grind back against him, "I'm happy you're pleased with it."

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ursoul4abuck July 25 2008, 15:09:29 UTC
"I am very happy with it, my dear." He claimed her mouth in a rough kiss, his teeth against her lips as his tongue pushed into her mouth. His hands under her shirt, he ran his nails over her back, then turned a hand and tore her shirt open.

Once his movements weren't restricted, he slid his hands up into her hair and pulled her head back to expose her throat. It forced him to break the kiss, so he could nip at her throat.

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blovedpleasure July 25 2008, 18:03:47 UTC
She kissed him back a little rougher as well, their teeth clicking as she nipped at him and then at his tongue. Arching beneath the feel of his nails, she gave an appreciative purr as she focused to have the marks remain, holding back the immediate healing powers that she had.

Tilting her head back, she bit her bottom lip as she gave another purr while lifting her knees and pressing them against his hips to cradle him against the heat of her body. "Don't hold back, baby. I can heal after." She purred.

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ursoul4abuck July 25 2008, 20:59:35 UTC
He growled deeply and pressed against her, his teeth closing on her throat. He immediately broke skin and flicked his tongue against the blood that started to ooze from her. Sucking at her throat, he forced her back against the hood and willed his own clothes burned off in a flash of flame.

Now naked against her still partially clothed body, he growled as he bucked into her. She'd said he didn't have to be gentle, but he still had a limit. It was not her fault, after all.

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