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Lust (bedroom_hymns) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2013-11-14 15:01:00

Entry tags:

lust, saint padraig

WHO: Saint Padraig & Lust
WHEN: Thursday
WHERE: Places
WHAT: Lust smells hormones
WARNING: Yeah, we'll need one.

Lust knew that if Fire Pubes was babysitting Irish, he'd keep him at work. So she went over and hung around trying to figure out how to entice the guy away. She was pleased when she didn't need a plan at all and the tall, dark, brooding leprechaun was sneaking out on his own. She let him get a few blocks ahead before she fell in step behind him. When he stopped, she moved up from behind him in her nice black outfit and spiky heels . Her hands were folded behind her back as she smiled, "Lost?"

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	naomh_padraig 2013-11-19 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	"Being unable to control myself," he answered, completely honestly. "I don't seem to have much self-restraint around you." It wasn't easy to admit, but it wasn't like she didn't already know. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-19 08:37 pm UTC (link)
	She thought it over, "What if I promise to control you?" she smiled like a shark, "...I mean, I promise to make sure we don't fuck." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 12:09 am UTC (link)
	He highly doubted a Sin's promise could be trusted, but he also didn't know how else he was going to get out of this. If he refused, she would probably find a way to make him regret it. She seemed to be singularly good at that. "What are you going to do to me?" he asked warily. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 12:12 am UTC (link)
	She slowly smiled, "I'll make you a deal. I won't even touch you unless you ask me to. How's that sound?" she was her mother's daughter, and considering her mom was Satan... (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 12:40 am UTC (link)
	"O-okay," he stammered, unsure if this was a good idea. What he wanted to do was go back to Patrick's house and hide from all of this. Or that was what his brain wanted to do. Something a little south of there wanted to do whatever the hell she wanted to do. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bedroom_hymns
2013-11-20 12:56 am UTC (link)

She gave him an innocent look, "Oh darling, just keep reminding yourself how bad can I really be if your brother likes me, hmm?" he was going to find out the answer.

Lust drove a fast car, like everything she owned it was expensive. Her apartment was off limits but her office was where she liked to play. She was a marriage counselor and she just got so many giggles out of it. It was in a swanky building, on a swanky floor and it was spacious. She entered the office reception area where a frail blonde was at the desk who tried to greet her. Lust didn't look at her even, just said, "Get out." and the girl didn't question it, just scuttled away.

In the actual office that looked more like a hotel room suite (no bed present though) was a large closet that she walked up to. "Now.. what would you like to use?" she asked as she unlocked the closet that had every imaginable type of device he could think of to atone with.

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	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 01:11 am UTC (link)
	Padraig was silent the entire ride there, half wondering how he had gotten himself into this. He stared around at the building when they entered, impressed by it. He stepped up beside her and took in the instruments she had in her closet. "Oh my goodness," he breathed. This was all a little much. "I-I don't- I usually just use a flagellator." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 01:16 am UTC (link)
	She laughed, "Oh my goodness." she mimicked him perfectly and then stepped back so he could step up to it, "Well aren't you lucky that I came along then. Pick." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 02:08 am UTC (link)
	"I-I would rather do this on my own," he said, but it was just pointless posturing because his hand was already moving towards a wooden swatch. "Maybe this one." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bedroom_hymns
2013-11-20 02:19 am UTC (link)

Bla bla bla. Ah, there we go. She raised a brow at his choice but nothing more, letting him take it. She unzipped her jacket top and tossed it aside revealing a tight maroon corset underneath, "Excuse me while I get comfortable." her skirt sliding right off afterwards to show off a perfect rear in her designer undies as she tossed him a look over her shoulder, "Feel free to do the same. Whatever you would do at home to start."

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	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 02:25 am UTC (link)
	Padraig's jaw dropped as he watched her mostly undress in front of him. That wasn't making things any easier on his bits. "I usually pray," he admitted. But he had to take off his shirt at some point. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 02:28 am UTC (link)
	She sat in a leather back chair that looked at least a century old and was probably meant for some important business person but she made it look like a throne. Her green eyes went from him to the spot on the floor in front of her as she said, "Then down on your knees you go." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 02:32 am UTC (link)
	Padraig fell to his knees as she instructed, and he prayed for forgiveness and also for deliverance. As he did so, he removed his jacket and shirt, feeling like a broken man. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 02:39 am UTC (link)
	She looked down at him as she spread her legs, raising one to lounge over one of the arm rests as she turned a little in the chair, just to get comfy of course. She was curious. "Begin." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 02:49 am UTC (link)
	Padraig opened his eyes and he stared at her blankly, unable to really believe he was even here. He breathed in and then took the swatch in his hand before reaching back to smack it across his back. He hissed out in pain, but he did it again. He deserved to suffer. He fact that he was even here meant he deserved it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 02:58 am UTC (link)
	She watched him, enjoying it but not betraying that fact to him. She hissed with him when the swatch hit his skin, "Does it hurt a lot.. or not enough.." her voice could make men have an erection but she wasn't using any juice, not that she could turn it off completely, some of it was just natural. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 03:02 am UTC (link)
	His voice halted when he said, "not enough." He wanted something more substantial. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 03:11 am UTC (link)
	"May I?" she asked as if they were at dinner and she was politely asking to sample his meal. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 03:22 am UTC (link)
	Padraig glanced over at her and then, very slowly, he nodded. No one had done anything like this to him since he was a slave back in Ireland, but at least now he deserved what he was getting. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bedroom_hymns
2013-11-20 03:31 am UTC (link)

Saints really were too easy. But so fun. She liked being rough but she was an expert in all sorts of sexplay. Even the sweet kind, even if she wasn't a fan. She sat up in the chair properly, her butt closer to the edge of the chair so her open legs could give him something to grip if he wanted.

She took the swatch from him and ran the tip down his cheek, the side of his neck and across his shoulder before going down his upper back a little, almost ticklish. She tapped it lightly, it was soft. She leaned down to brush her lips over his and without warning she cracked it hard across his skin with more force than he'd ever used on himself.

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	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 04:37 am UTC (link)
	He had been about to tell her this wasn't about going easy on him when he cracked the swatch across him. He winced and bit down on his lip, but he managed to deal with the pain well enough. He was used to it. "Do it again," he said firmly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 04:43 am UTC (link)
	She rubbed the forming welt with the swatch and lowered her lashes, "Mm.. kiss me first." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 04:49 am UTC (link)
	Padraig grimaced at the feeling of her hands on him and then he shuddered a little. "No! I can't kiss you. It's...it's not right." If he was kissing anyone, it should be Euterpe. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bedroom_hymns 2013-11-20 04:52 am UTC (link)
	The wood cracked down hard on him again, right on top of the same spot so it would hurt twice as much, "That sounds familiar." isn't that what he said last time before he kissed her? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	naomh_padraig 2013-11-20 04:55 am UTC (link)
	Padraig let out a small grunt at the shock of pain and then he took a shuddering breath. "It can't happen again. It's not fair." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)