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Post by angel on Sept 7, 2012 10:17:33 GMT -6
The supple feeling of her luscious skin was enough to make a grown man beg for more. Not only was he a full grown man but he was nearly three hundred years old by now. Yet, he knew he hadn't ever possibly felt skin quite this soft. As his hands went down her thighs and smoothed over it, he felt like he was going to go weak in the knees. Already another part of him was becoming "not so weak" which, he knew he should have stopped. However it wasn't pressing up against her just yet and there wasn't any way she could have noticed. So for now he would continue on doing what he'd been doing.
Which happened to mean pulling her dress up so that her thighs were exposed. Now only covering the underwear area of her body, even a part of her bottom was beginning to show. Feeling himself harden only slightly...he realized she would surely notice it now. Although it was barely hard at all, it was just enough to let her know. Which he hoped she wouldn't be mad about honestly. After the other night he couldn't help but continue to want more. What man wouldn't? This time though he would try to give back as well, it had just seemed last time that he'd been too immersed in himself. After how long it'd been though could anyone blame him?
As she turned around in his arms, he gave her a soft nod. "Definitely.." was all he said. With this he scooped her up once again, though this time quite literally picking her up by her ass. As he held on to him he moved into his bedroom and kicked the door shut softly behind him. Turning back to her he smirked, before carrying her the rest of the way inside of his room. Switching to hold her up with only one hand (yes, he's a beast) he swept the books off of his dresser to make room for her to sit and let them fall to the floor. Setting her down on top of him, he made no attempt to move away.
In fact he stayed close, very close...so close that he could feel her center pressing against his hip bones and something else...Grabbing her by the legs he hiked her up and brought her further against him, groaning as he felt her pressing against him with her growing warmth. With another sly smirk he immediately rushed in, without asking permission as he didn't think she'd mind, and began to kiss her. One hand went to the back of her head as the other fell on her thigh. Gently rubbing her skin with his thumb, he continued to caress the skin on her thighs as they kissed.
This definitely isn't a good idea...
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 481
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 7, 2012 11:18:19 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - -She would admit to not being taken guard often, but by Angel tonight she definitely was. Not only was he initiating something but he was taking full control. Usually she was the one to initiate everything which she understood but still, she would admit to being turned on quicker than usual by his show of dominance. She could feel his arousal a bit against her but she knew that he was only just starting to get aroused as she knew how he felt fully aroused and that wasn't it.
Shrieking and giggling a tiny bit as he swooped her up again into his arms she grinned as he kicked the door shut. She felt his hands holding on to her underneath her ass and while some may not like it, she found she actually quite enjoyed it. She had never been an ass person to be honest, even Angelus could attest to that (not that she'd ever say that particular thought out loud). Angelus had tried taking her there and she had freaked out, not even wanting him to touch her there, and yet Angel could grip her tightly and she didn't mind it. Then again, there weren't many things that Angel did that she did mind.
She felt him shift her weight into one arm and marveled at his strength. She loved feeling weightless with him and that's exactly how he made her feel, weightless. What girl wouldn’t want to feel like that? hearing the books scatter to the floor she looked and before she realized it she was on the dresser with her legs wrapped around him as he leaned over her. Jesus this man was gorgeous. Feeling his arousal, which was fully hard now, against her center she gasped but before she could let out another audible sound his lips were against hers. Feeling his large hand on the back of her head she wrapped both of her arms around his neck, one going immediately to his hair as she tugged on it, the other simply holding her more securely to him.
Feeling his other hand on her thigh she couldn't help but feel her stomach muscles clench in anticipation. It had been so long since he had touched her...hell it had technically been since the day that never was, and before that it was her seventeenth birthday. If you thought about it, she hadn't been touched by him since she was seventeen, that had been quite a few years ago. She didn't count Angelus had touching her as Angel because they weren't the same people, though the body was the same.
Feeling her thumb rubbing her skin she groaned into his mouth, though it was almost silent, she knew he would hear it. She didn't want him to stop, but she knew better than to let herself get too deep into the sensations, because she would be even more disappointed when he pulled away.
Word Count:: 501
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Sept 8, 2012 18:15:23 GMT -6
While it seemed they both knew that this wasn't a good idea it didn't seem to stop either of them. Quite in fact they were now going at it at full force. A mixture of her natural pheromones and the perfume she had one flushed into his nostrils and he reveled in the scents. While it definitely wasn't natural that he could smell the pheromones she was giving off, he was glad he could. It certainly made things a lot simpler. Unlike most guys he didn't have to wonder if he was being to anxious or pushing anything on her. Just by her scents alone he could tell that she was fully willing for this...and by how strong they were, probably anything he wanted to do to her.
Hearing her moan into his mouth only made their kiss that much more intense. Not bothering to ask for permission he pushed his tongue past her lips and into her mouth, meeting hers in an anxious and fiery dance. While most wouldn't think that he was this forward...well, actually, they were right. Especially with Buffy. She was the key to his curse and he understood why. Being with her was absolute heaven. When their lips touched against each other he felt as if he was slipping into an unmatched bliss he'd never experienced. Every time they kissed seemed better than the last, and he didn't quite know how that was even possible.
His tongue fought for dominance and tonight it actually won against her own. Usually she was the sexually dominant one, the one who took initiative. But not tonight. Not in that dress... A part of him couldn't believe she'd actually worn that to work. Hell, he couldn't believe she hadn't been attacked by hormonal teenagers or other co-workers. However she was certainly being attacked right now..and he was loving it.
Still caressing the skin on her thighs, his thumb soon began to grow into his entire hand. Slowly he crept up further into her crevice, though not touching her just yet. Feeling as if she wasn't close enough to him (which was absolute nonsense as getting closer was impossible at this point) his hand gently pushed her neck forward, allowing his tongue to go further into his mouth. His hand grabbed onto her right thigh as they kissed, pressing his growing erection further against her, though not necessarily meaning to. It seemed that pretty soon here he might be needing a new pair of pants when he bust out of these. Not wanting his tongue to leave hers, he continued kissing as he slowly brushed the back of his hand against her warmth. Feeling the pure wetness against her panties he groaned and his own erection seemed to twitch. Desperately he wished he could just take her and make her his...make love to her as she deserved. However he knew he couldn't. Unfortunately enough he knew they'd have to stop soon...and that thought absolutely killed him.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 504
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 15, 2012 21:20:15 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -She could feel his arousal against her as he pushed her against him harder. Jesus did he feel good. At that moment it was probably a very good thing that she had no magical abilities whatsoever or else she would have somehow (though she had no idea if it was possible) dissolved both of their clothing and plunged herself on top of him, consequences be damned. She hissed as she felt his kisses grow more passionate, letting her own tongue fight his for dominance, though neither of them truly had a chance at winning. She loved him more than she could possibly imagine and wanted nothing more than to have this forbidden dance with him for eternity.
Feeling how wet she was she should have been embarrassed, but she wasn't. From the way that he was grinding against her it didn't seem like he at all minded, or maybe he did, but she had a feeling he minded in a good way so she simply ground herself against him even harder, whimpering into his mouth. Her hands played with his hair, tugging on it probably more than necessary but not really caring in the heat of the moment. Feeling his hand brush against her panties she wrenched her mouth away from his, resting her head on his shoulder as she gasped for breath, having not realized she had gone without oxygen for that long.
She could feel his fingers so close to her center and desperately wished he would plunge them into her, but she knew there was a very unlikely chance that he would do so. She hated herself for what she was about to do but she knew herself well enough to know she would be extremely unhappy if they didn’t end this sooner rather than later. Gathering up the courage she brought her head back up, staring into his eyes, pleading with him to understand.
“If you’re not willing to go any further than this Angel then we have to stop. I love you and I love the way that you’re making me feel, but I’m afraid that if we go any further and then you pull away, I’ll do one of two things. I’ll throw you on the bed and straddle you…” She told him, blushing at the thought. “Or I’ll get pissy and leave, having to go upstairs and take care of things myself if you catch my drift.” She told him, her eyes begging for him to touch her, but knowing that if he couldn’t…that they had to stop now. She prayed he wouldn’t get mad or offended, but she knew that she had to be honest with him…especially about this.
Unfortunately all things must come to an end as she heard her phone blaring. She groaned and looked at him apologetically before reaching over to the floor and grabbing it. "What Andrew?" She asked, already annoyed before her eyes widened. "Shit, okay. I'll be there." She quickly hung up and sighed. "I have to go. Apparently a girl that Andrew was training was hurt and I have to go help out while she heals." She told him, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Rain check?" She asked him, not at all happy about having to leave again but knowing she really had no choice. "Love you." She told him before running out the door, jumping into her car and heading out of town...again.
Word Count:: 583
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: The End
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Post by ADMIN BRITT on Sept 15, 2012 22:28:33 GMT -6
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