Her body pulses around him, shivering vibration that come faster and harder as he thrusts. And she stops talking about that, instead every word that comes from her mouth, audible and inaudible, is about him.
The feel of his hands on her body. The feel of his cock inside her. The feel of his energy, his will, enveloping her. And how good each and every thing they do makes her feel. The words grow hoarse as her body steals her ability to think. But he is more than thought, he is instinct.
She withdraws her fingers, her hand shaking a bit, as the minute allotted to the other two slowly ticks to its end.
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Mel puts down a pair of Aces, both of them diamonds. Her forehead crinkling at the odd deck of cards they have.
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"Queen high," Alaric says. "I should probably start limbering up my jaw."
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<Pair of fours,> Zaiobe says. <But that's her hands on you. I'm afraid your mouth will simply have to be patient.>
"That sounds an awful lot like you're trying to tell me what to do, Recruit," Shalelu says. "You're not in a position to tell me what to do."
She keeps the vibrator where it is.
"Now, if you were to beg me to do it instead ... I might consider it."
She reaches over and takes Z's hand, placing it at the base, her fingers putting pressure on the other woman's until it is tight enough. Wanting to make sure that he gets a full measure of pleasure.
Mel's hands begin to move, working up and down his length in concert. Playing the length, teasing the head. Every action designed to bring him pleasure. The whole time, she watches his face, her mouth so close to his tip that her breath caresses him.
A pause, the vibrator almost all the way out of there.
"That sounds an awful lot like you're trying to tell me what to do, Recruit," Shalelu says. "You're not in a position to tell me what to do."
She keeps the vibrator where it is.
"Now, if you were to beg me to do it instead ... I might consider it."
"I... am sure... I have... no ...idea... what you're... talking... aaaaaabout." She moans, her hips move up to meet the vibrator of their own accord. "I wouldneverpresumetotellyouwhattodo MA'AM!"
Spring Equinox's Supper is a seven-course scenario.
The starter course is salad. This is followed with a seaweed soup (also containing miso, mushrooms, mochi, and more -- meatless). Steamed sweet potatoes are subsequent. Salmon is the central service. Sesame balls, small sandwiches, and s'mores (or as close as Rhost can manage) finish off the meal.
There are strict substitutions available: squash succotash, spinach surprise (the surprise is in the spicing), and short bread.
Lio tries to help Rhost with cooking. she has lots of fun, because its the equinox... so even if she mostly gets in the way, its the thought that counts.
Or tries.
With Zaiobe's hand blocking, he can't release. His eyes open wide, his hips thrust desperately against Mel's hand. He seems almost panicked as the orgasm won't come. It keeps building. And building. And building.
The instant his hand tightens in her hair, her hand intertwines with Zaiobe's, releasing the pressure. Their hands, fingers interlaced, travel up his hardness one more time, Mel's thumb flicking the tip in the exact manner her tongue is craving to do.
Her breath hisses in through a partly open mouth, wanting.
As his other hand explores, it seems to keep finding new places that cause her voice to change pitch, the animal sounds to renew, the moans to deepen. He takes no mercy on her and she doesn't ask for any. At first her body allows breaks in between the earth-shattering pleasure of him inside her. The breaks get shorter. And shorter. And as her body vibrates and hums in near constant pleasure, she screams. The sound only partially blocked by his fingers.
Lio tries to help Rhost with cooking. She has lots of fun, because its the equinox... so even if she mostly gets in the way, it's the thought that counts.
Rhost enjoys showing Liothonae some of the tricks for spicing up the spinach surprise. Also, rolling sesame balls is just fun of itself.
"Gall y ddau y rhan fwyaf o bobl yn cael hwyl gyda saim poeth," Rhost says, and means it.
As her throat works, her finger goes up to a cheek wiping it free of cream. Laden she offers the finger to Zaiobe.
Perhaps even, that breaking point, is what will bring him bliss.
Lio tries to help Rhost with cooking. She has lots of fun, because its the equinox... so even if she mostly gets in the way, it's the thought that counts.Rhost enjoys showing Liothonae some of the tricks for spicing up the spinach surprise. Also, rolling sesame balls is just fun of itself.
"Gall y ddau y rhan fwyaf o bobl yn cael hwyl gyda saim poeth," Rhost says, and means it.
Lio laughs. A warm, clear sound.
"Ai dyna pam y gelwir syndod sbigoglys?"
A moment later she considers a sesame ball...
"Allwch chi jyglo?" She eyes the most recent ball she made, and with a mischevious grin, briefly considers tossing it towards Rhost, to find out, as he rolls his own.
"Can you juggle?"
Until finally, suddenly, it is far too much. The screams of pleasure break, followed by small animal sounds, all she can make. Her body limp where he isn't touching, sparking with electricity where he is. And through it all, her body cannot stop convulsing around him.
Then, very gently, he pulls out of his love, moving around to take her in his arms and hold her close. Soft kisses on her brow, gentle brushes through her hair, sweet whispers in her ear. After the brutal lovemaking, Alaric once again becomes her compassionate healer, almost comforting her.
When she can speak she looks up at him, eyes bright, her voice raspy and worn but just a touch defiant. "Yours." And she snuggles into him, giving her body the time it needs to calm, a purr starting low in her body, "Mine."
And moments later, "I love you, Alaric Graff."
The touches grow lighter, the breathing deeper. When he speaks again, it is far away. "I'm glad you enjoy that... I never want to be without you..."
Shalelu slips into the women's wagon with only the whisper of a door opening and shutting to announce her entry.
"Not even Rhost saw you." Lio says soflty, voice full of awe. Then she realizes you're standing in front of her, wearing only your boots. Lio licks her lower lip, nervously, biting it. "Uhm... you're... uhm..." She stutters, unable to take her eyes off you. It's as if she always sees you naked for the first time. She can never get enough of looking at you, never quite believes that your lovely golden skin, all of which is on display, is just for her, to touch, to caress, to lick and tease.
Her eyes show an innocence and pureness of spirit that was repressed for decades, though never quite lost. She is truly humbled by your beauty, by your love for her. She finds herself smiling at you.
When she is finally finished, she deals the cards.
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<Two pair, queens over threes.>
"I... am sure... I have... no ...idea... what you're... talking... aaaaaabout." She moans, her hips move up to meet the vibrator of their own accord. "I wouldneverpresumetotellyouwhattodo MA'AM!"
She keeps the vibrator where it is, moving it up as your hips move up.
"Are you saying I am mistaken, Recruit?" she asks. "Are you saying you don't want this vibrator shoved into both your c*$% and your ass at the same time? Should I take it away, then, Recruit?"
"Not even Rhost saw you." Lio says soflty, voice full of awe. Then she realizes you're standing in front of her, wearing only your boots. Lio licks her lower lip, nervously, biting it. "Uhm... you're... uhm..." She stutters, unable to take her eyes off you. It's as if she always sees you naked for the first time. She can never get enough of looking at you, never quite believes that your lovely golden skin, all of which is on display, is just for her, to touch, to caress, to lick and tease.
Her eyes show an innocence and pureness of spirit that was repressed for decades, though never quite lost. She is truly humbled by your beauty, by your love for her. She finds herself smiling at you.
"Yours," she says as you find her suddenly in your arms. "Yours."
A moment later she considers a sesame ball...
"Allwch chi jyglo?"
Rhost grins, and shakes his head. "Rwy'n galw heibio yn dda iawn."
She keeps the vibrator where it is, moving it up as your hips move up.
"Are you saying I am mistaken, Recruit?" she asks. "Are you saying you don't want this vibrator shoved into both your c*$% and your ass at the same time? Should I take it away, then, Recruit?"
Her gaze is somewhere between adoration for your strength, and desperate desire to have you take her until she's screaming and her entire body convulsing with pleasure.
"You... are not... mistaken, Ma'am. I.. would.. love... to have you... &*@! me in both, at the same, tiiiime. But it is... notmyplace to ask for anything ma'am. I am... yours to instruct as you see fit, MA'AM."
"Yours," she says as you find her suddenly in your arms. "Yours."
Lio laughs softly. Mine. You are mine. Her embrace around you tightens. Maybe she's wearing too many clothes. Lio finds herself blushing again.
A moment later she considers a sesame ball...
"Allwch chi jyglo?"
Rhost grins, and shakes his head. "Rwy'n galw heibio yn dda iawn."
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Lio returns the grin. "Me too." The grins softens to a mischievous smile. "Maybe Myri or Ameiko?"
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"Pair of tens," Alaric says. "Looks like I'm watching this round."
Her gaze is somewhere between adoration for your strength, and desperate desire to have you take her until she's screaming and her entire body convulsing with pleasure.
"You... are not... mistaken, Ma'am. I.. would.. love... to have you... &*@! me in both, at the same, tiiiime. But it is... notmyplace to ask for anything ma'am. I am... yours to instruct as you see fit, MA'AM."
"It's not your place to tell me what your place is, Recruit," she says languidly. "I will be the one to make that call. And my instruction to you regarding your place is that, if you want it so badly ... you should beg me for it."
Lio laughs softly. Mine. You are mine. Her embrace around you tightens. Maybe she's wearing too many clothes. Lio finds herself blushing again.
"I certainly would like you naked again," Shalelu says, reading your mind as she sometimes does. "But ... would you mind if we simply cuddled? That would make me very happy right now."
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Mel puts down one lonely Ace. Nods at Alaric's comment and turns to smile at Z, waiting.
<Melinda? Would you be a sweetheart and sit your gorgeous ass down on Alaric's lap? We might need his penis again very soon, after all, so I'd rather like him to feel you wriggling.>
She looks over at Z, impish smile on her lips. "Acceptable?"
And with a sudden movement forward, her mouth is on Melinda's neck, trailing fierce kisses along it. Then she moves further down, tracing her tongue along the cleft between Melinda's breasts, nuzzling first one, then the other, then teasing a nipple delicately with her teeth before sucking it to further firmness.
Then another sudden drop, her mouth finding the place where Melinda's legs join, starting with long slow strokes of her tongue up the lower lips and lingering on the swollen bud above them. Then that agile tongue stabs inside Melinda, moving in the warm slick wetness, then out to tease her clit, then back in, then back out again, then back in.