Mary Magdalene (gospel_of_mary) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-04-18 02:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | huitzilopochtli, mary magdalene |
WHO: Mary & Huitzilopochtli
WHEN: Saturday night (2011-04-17)
WHERE: Huitzi's place
WHAT: Aztecs teasing her over the internet is no fun.
WARNINGS: Sex (and riding crops)
When she'd first met him Huitzilopochtli had been so bizarrely innocent for a bloodthirsty war god, and she had been so intent on sleeping with him just to prove that she could. Well, now she'd been teaching him all sorts of tricks and Mary thought he was actually getting a little too good at it. He'd followed her own teasing behavior well enough to do it himself and that was just not fair. (But she liked it a lot.)
Because the internet was an annoying thing getting in the middle of them, Mary made her way to Huitzilopochtli's home dressed in the aforementioned little black dress under her coat and with a riding crop in hand.
When she found him Mary slapped the crop against her thigh to fully capture his attention. "Have you been a good boy then?"
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 05:20 pm UTC (link) Track This
He'd always been very good at picking up on things. New ways confused him at first but once he got a hand on them he made sure he was going to be good at them.
And with the added benefit that his lessons were more then enjoyable he liked it when he could show Mary the things he'd picked up. He hadn't expected her to come to his home, let alone how she greeted him.
Smiling he looked to her, "probably not. Are you to teach me the error in that then?"
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 05:22 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary gave him a smile and then approached slowly, unbuttoning her coat. She pressed the riding crop gently against his chest and whispered, "you may have to be disciplined."
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 05:25 pm UTC (link) Track This
He wouldn't deny that the thought was an enjoyable one. There was just something about it. "I can be a bit stubborn about learning my lesson, as you may know." He glanced to the whip, then to her.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 05:31 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary drew in closer to him, her breath against his ear as she spoke. "Then," she told him, "I'll have to be a firm mistress, won't I?" She moved away again, walking around him and then, with a flick of her wrist, let the crop crack against his ass.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 05:34 pm UTC (link) Track This
He hissed at the sudden tang of pain and glanced to her. "I imagine that yes, you will have to be, as next time you do that I am planning on breaking the thing." He grinned at her, even though he rather liked it.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 05:37 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary pressed her body against his back, standing up onto her toes so her teeth could graze his ear. "Is that so?" Mary asked him. "I thought you were proving how good you'd been?" She ran the crop up along the inside of his leg.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 05:39 pm UTC (link) Track This
He licked his lips before facing her, "but as you said I'm a poor actor and we both know I'm anything but good. Although I believe it's something you like about me."
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 05:44 pm UTC (link) Track This
She liked standing there so close to him, that riding crop still in her hand and against his body.
"I'm sure you long to be a good boy," Mary said and then hit him with the crop again, the closeness they were standing at making it impossible to actually crack and it struck somewhere near his hip. Mary smirked.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 05:47 pm UTC (link) Track This
He raised an eyebrow at the sting of pain, stepping closer to her. He smiled then, "I hardly think so. Although I am sure you are quite willing to change my mind on that regard."
Gently he traced his fingers down her cleavage, "like the dress."
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 05:55 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Yes," Mary smiled, for a moment getting rid of all pretense of whatever dominatrix role she'd been pretending to play. "The dress has been very popular." His warm fingers on her, even that lightly, were making Mary forget what the point of the game was anyway.
She took his hand away from her then and wiggled a chiding finger at him. "No touching," she told him, her tone all teasing. Then she unbuttoned his shirt much more slowly then she needed to, letting her fingers run across the smooth skin beneath. Once the shirt had been dropped to the floor Mary ran the crop across his bare chest, having no plans to hit him with it now. It was just to keep touching him while she didn't allow him to touch her.
She leaned in to lay a kiss on his collarbone, her hair brushing his skin.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:00 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I noticed, I'll make sure not to see it ruined then." It was fun getting her to back down a little bit, to have her forget what she was doing and just let him do as he liked. He'd learned how to distract her.
He smirked to the chiding tone and dropped his hands, "as you wish." It was hard to keep his hands to himself as she undid his shirt, but he could still watch. The touch was enjoyable.
The kiss made his breath hitch and without really thinking he set his hands on her waits, running his fingers down her curves.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 06:04 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary took his hands off her again, running her fingers through his as she did. "No touching," she said again, her voice getting a little thicker as she moved her kisses slowly up his throat. Mary was allowed to touch though, and she ran her hands slowly up his sides, down his arms, across his chests as she kissed his warm skin.
Not his lips though. Not yet. She kissed his chest and his throat and along his jaw as her hand slowly slid up in inside of his thigh. She wanted to make him want her, to need her, even more than he already did.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:09 pm UTC (link) Track This
He let out a breath but dropped his hands, "harder then it sounds." He closed his eyes to the kiss, trying to keep enough focus to keep to her rules. But he knew himself. He'd break them eventually. IT was just a matter of when.
The touch had him shiver in anticipation, and while he could not touch he stepped closer, intent on setting her against the wall.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 06:13 pm UTC (link) Track This
Listening to his breathing change turned her on even more and her body wanted nothing more than him. But as much as she wanted his hands on her, she felt this little game would be worth it in the end.
So she kept touching him as they edged back towards a wall, and she kept her hands moving all over his body, one of them unzipping his fly at a tauntingly slow speed.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:17 pm UTC (link) Track This
For a moment he tried setting his hands beside her, but when her hand was near his fly he lowered them down to her thighs to push them under her skirt. She could get him for that later, but he never had any restraint. Especially not now with her making his blood fire.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 06:20 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary drew her breath as a shuddering gasp and then she kissed his lips for the first time, wrapping her arms around Huitzilopochtli to pull him closer just as she felt the back his the wall.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:31 pm UTC (link) Track This
His own kiss was needy and wanting, pushing his hands up along her skin to get what she'd been denying him for only a few moments. He'd never been the patient type.
He released the kiss only to lower his head and kiss her neck, pushing himself closer to her.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 06:35 pm UTC (link) Track This
Yes, it was a very nice dress, but right now it was getting Mary's way with being too tight around her legs. With one hand she pulled the skirt up around her thighs to give herself more room to move and wrapped a leg around Huitzilopochtli's waist, yanking him closer against her. His lips on her throat made her moan and arch against him.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:43 pm UTC (link) Track This
He took the hint and pushed her dress up higher, pushing his own jeans down to take her. He'd stopped caring about the where, head to full of lust to give a damn about anything but having her. He let his hand settle on her leg, fingers gripping strong enough to almost bruise.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 06:48 pm UTC (link) Track This
That grip told her how much she was wanted right then, about how much Huitzilopochtli needed to have her. And for Mary nothing had ever felt more important than being able to feel that from men. She just needed to be wanted.
"I love you," she breathed against his lips, the words catching in her throat both because they were big scary words (which she hadn't said anything about since their last night together in Arizona) and because her breath was being stolen away by his proximity.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-17 06:53 pm UTC (link) Track This
He was learning more and more. Now he learned he didn't much care who may see when she pushed him too far. Being within her made it all worth it.
He let his teeth rake along her skin before her words paused him and made him look to her. Smiling he kissed her, "I love you." He found it was to say that, now he knew she felt similar.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-17 07:00 pm UTC (link) Track This
Mary didn't care who saw them. Mary didn't care if every single one of his warriors came crowding around to watch. But then Mary had always been the exhibitionist.
Other than her husband, the sun god was the only man she'd had sex with that she loved. It didn't make her feel vulnerable anymore. It didn't scare her to give herself over to the Aztec. She smiled at him as well, somehow even fiercer when she kissed him again.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 12:03 am UTC (link) Track This
His teeth bit onto her lip as she kissed him, fingers digging deeper into her skin. He was unable to stop himself from leaking some of his need into his movements. She made his head swim, and whenever she told him how she loved him it only got worse.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-18 05:08 am UTC (link) Track This
Mary murmured his name against his throat, her teeth grazing his skin as she shifted herself to be better braced between him and the wall, trying to find steady purchase for herself. She was pretty sure that his warriors were smart enough to stay away right about now. (Not that she'd let him stop touching her if any of them did appear.)
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 07:23 am UTC (link) Track This
He set his hands under her legs, pushing her more firmly against the wall for better leverage and so he could watch her. If he had taught his men anything they'd have long left, yet right now all his attention was on her and he hardly cared for anything else.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-18 07:32 am UTC (link) Track This
The riding crop was long-forgotten, left somewhere on the floor before she'd started kissing him. That game was over. (With Huitzilopochtli all the games were over. Mary didn't want what they had to be just a game like she had with everyone else. He'd become too important to her for that.)
"Please," she whispered against his lips. She wanted all of him, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her bare thighs pressed against his hips.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 07:48 am UTC (link) Track This
He could not deny her, not when she begged and not on any normal day. She was in his blood, and while he knew it may come with regret he didn't want to push her out.
He kissed her, moving inside her before drawing back from the kiss before he'd bite her. The blood was his thing not hers. Shivering he set his head against hers.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-18 08:32 am UTC (link) Track This
Mary whimpered against him, rocking her hips against his and digging her nails in hard because she knew how he liked that. She'd wanted to give him everything that he wanted from her if she could.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 08:49 am UTC (link) Track This
He groaned to the sting of pain, moving just a bit harder and letting his teeth graze against her skin. With a smile against her skin he lowered his hand in between them, knowing how to see her truly enjoy herself.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-18 09:06 am UTC (link) Track This
Mary gasped as he touched her and she pressed herself harder against him, as much as she could. Her head dropped down onto his shoulder as she wrapped one hand around the back of his neck to pull him closer so her teeth could find the sensitive skin as the bottom of his throat. Mary bit down hard, wanting to get as much reaction from him as he was drawing from her.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 09:23 am UTC (link) Track This
The bite made him move quicker, his breath hitch in his throat. She would always win these battles between them, knowing hot to use his own body against him while he was only just beginning to learn those tricks.
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[info]gospel_of_mary
2011-04-18 09:41 am UTC (link) Track This
The taste of blood still wasn't something Mary exactly saw as attractive but she sunk her teeth in harder until she felt the flesh give and tasted that metallic tang. Then, quickly, she kissed him with bloody lips as that rough and violent rhythm continued between them.
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[info]bluehummingbird
2011-04-18 05:55 pm UTC (link) Track This
Her name had been whispered against her skin like a prayer until she had kissed him and he could taste the tang of blood. He'd learned how much he could let go by now, so he did, keeping part of him aware so he would not harm her.