Artemis Lister (of_the_hunt) wrote in supernextdoor, @ 2012-06-27 10:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | artemis, artemis and elias, elias |
Who: Artemis and Elias
What: Drunken Sexcapades
When: 10.16.11 - Early Sunday Morning
Where: The Lasko Residence
Warnings: NSFW
Elias subconsciously knew that he was making a very bad decision. His cock, however, didn't give a flying fuck. Not when Artemis was hot as hell and practically begging him to fuck her. He'd only just managed to keep his self control enough to get them to his place in the cab without tearing her clothes off. Getting into the door of his house was a little more difficult, but thankfully he hadn't lost his wallet in the midst of his drunken singing and dancing. He pulled out a card and used it to open the front door, heading inside and closing the door, latching it behind him and grabbing Artemis by the front of her shirt, shoving her back against the door and pressing himself to her fully. He was hard by now, achingly so, and staying away from her just wasn't going to happen.
Even if she was a bitch, she was fucking sexy. She had this way about her that made people pay attention and Eli was certainly paying attention. The hand not fisted in the front of her tanktop went for her throat, splaying out over her skin and sliding up, forcing her chin up as well. His eyes met hers and he smirked a little at her, leaning down and resting his forehead to hers. "Finally," he whispered. "Someone I'm not afraid of breaking," he smirked. "I think we're both about to be in for a wild ride, Blondie."
By the time they’d reached the Lasko boys’ house, Artemis was practically begging for Eli to take her right there. He was hot, she’d noticed that the first time they’d met, but it wasn’t until tonight that she’d realised just how attractive he really was. He’d grabbed her lioness by the throat with the way he’d smelled, the way he’d looked at her. And being pushed around? Yeah, that was helping. A lot. She snarled as he shoved her against the wall, pushing against his hand just to feel the bite of his fingers in her throat, the way it made it hard to breathe. “Mmm, I can guarantee that,” she purred, reaching up to shove her coat off of his shoulders.
Even her words came out more animal than human and damn that was hot. He smirked a little at her as he released her neck and stepped back, not slipping out of the jacket just yet. "Upstairs," he told her. He was silently thankful for that spell that Jayne had put on the bedrooms, but he kept his mouth shut about her being a witch. "Now," he added, waiting for her to go before following after her.
Artemis smirked. She was tempted to say ‘make me’, but after all, she wanted to get him naked as much as he wanted her. Heading for the stairs, she looked over her shoulder at him, smirking just a little, her hips swaying as she walked up the stairs. She grabbed her shirt by the hem, pulling it up and over her head. She tossed her shirt down at him, kicking off her boots as she reached the top of the stairs. She unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, shoving them down over her hips, stepping out of them as she walked along the hall, leaving her in just a thong, the same deep shade of blue as her top. She pushed open the only door, arching an eyebrow at the bank of computer screens to one side of the room. For a nerd, he had a pretty good body.
Elias grabbed her clothes and shoes as she tossed them off, having a slight presence of mind to do so. He didn't feel like getting interrupted if someone came home and saw remnants of Artemis' outfit on the stairs. Once inside his room, he tossed them aside and latched his door, shedding the jacket of hers he was wearing and his shoes and socks in the process. He glanced up at her as she stared at the computer screens, her ass towards him, barebacked with just that tiny scrap of blue fabric at her waist. He smirked a little and moved behind her, sliding his arms around her. One slid up between her breasts, the other between her legs. He cupped the warm mound of flesh there and let out a soft groan at the feel of her heat even through the bit of fabric. His other hand moved up to her throat again and he pulled her head back a little as he kissed along her shoulder to her neck. "You've got an amazing ass," he whispered against her skin.
She grinned as he pressed up against her back, tilting her head back against his shoulder, shifting her feet further apart to allow him more room to touch her, his fingers sliding between her legs. She tilted, rubbing her ass against his groin, reaching one hand up to stroke his neck, holding him close. “Mmm, yours isn’t too bad either,” she murmured, her breath hitching as his fingers rubbed at her through her panties. God, she needed this. Needed to just let go, fuck without worrying about what was going to happen. It was far enough from the full moon now that she wasn’t too worried about losing control.
He let his hand slide up, brushing it over her stomach and into her thong, hooking his fingers between her legs and dragging them slowly over her folds. He teased the middle one against her entrance, tracing little circles around the dampness there. He nipped at her neck, sliding his lips upwards to her ear and tugging her earlobe. "This might be a little forward, since I'm not buried in it yet, but you've got a pretty tight little cunt too," he whispered against her ear. "Now tell me how much you want my cock," he demanded. "Like a good little pussycat."
She slid her hand between them, unfastening his jeans, drawing the zip down agonizingly slowly. The slow glide of his finger around her hole had her purring, arching her hips forward, a wordless plea for him to stop teasing, to just push in. The wicked whisper in her ear had her shuddering, lips parted to draw in a shaky breath. “God, yesssss,” she hissed, turning her head towards him. “Wanted it since I walked in the bar,” she admitted. Yeah, she’d been distracted by the growly lion guy, but the way Elias had looked at her had taken her by surprise. He’d smelled utterly delicious, and seeing him stripping off on stage had just sealed the deal.
He smirked a bit at that, pulling his hand from in her panties and sliding it over the front of them again. This time he caught hold of the material and ripped it easily from her body. Thongs weren't made to wear more than once as far as he was concerned. They were made to be ripped off so that the girl wearing them groaned and writhed and ached for your cock before you even showed it to her. It was fully his intention to have her all but begging for him. "Then what are you waiting for?" he asked her as he tossed the panties - or what was left of them - aside and spun her around to face him. "Have a taste," he murmured, a teasing little smirk curling up one side of his mouth as he pushed his jeans and the boxerbriefs beneath them down to his knees.
She gasped loudly as he ripped her panties off, groaning at the thought of him, the urge to just bend over and beg him to fuck her ridiculously strong at this point. She kissed him fiercely, before dropping to her knees smoothly, sliding her hands sloooowly down his body. She shoved his pants and underwear down to his ankles, not caring about getting them off properly right now. Mouthing at his hip, she looked up at him, smirking a little. She nuzzled the side of his cock, making a show of breathing in, shuddering at the scent of him, at how intense it was this close. “Mmm, wonder if you taste as good as you smell,” she purred, her tongue flicking out, lapping little flicks against the shaft, from root to tip. Well, he had called her a pussycat, after all.
Elias looked down at her, eyes half-lidded. He groaned softly as she nuzzled against the side of his cock. Lapping at his cock got another low moan, his fingers pushing through her hair and pulling back her blonde locks and fisting them behind her head. "Well?" he asked. "How's it taste?" he questioned.
Artemis’ eyes slipped half-closed as he tugged on her hair, her nails scratching gently at his hips, not even hard enough to leave marks, just yet. “Mmmm, good,” she breathed, tonguing the slit, slowly taking Elias’ cock into her mouth, sinking down on him, her eyes on his face. She groaned softly around him, pressing closer, her hands sliding around to his ass, encouraging him to push forward.
He certainly wasn't going to argue with her if she wanted him to push his cock down her throat. Hs hips rocked forward, his hand in her hair guiding her mouth onto him in the same fluid motion. "Fuck," he whispered, the warmth of her mouth around his cock sending shivers down his spine. "You're so fucking sexy," he whispered as his eyes wandered over her face. "Especially with a mouthful of my cock," he smirked. "Wonder if you'll be just as sexy with your pussy filled up with it."
It was a little sloppier than Artemis’ best, but considering how much booze she’d drunk, it was impressive nonetheless. She sank down eagerly on his cock, hardly pausing as he hit the back of her throat, swallowing around him a couple of times before pulling off. She sat back, flicking her tongue across the head of his cock, her hand steadying the base. “Don’t have to wonder,” she purred, looking up at him wickedly. “Take me right now and you’ll find out.”
She had a point. Using the hand in her hair, he pulled her up from the floor, catching her mouth in a hungry kiss as he stepped out of the last bit of his clothes. Pulling away from her, he headed over to his bedside table and found a condom, not too drunk to forget about precaution. He wasn't having any babies, damn it. Moving back to her, he grabbed her around the waist and jerked her body against his own. It was nice not having to worry about being rough with the woman he was fucking. Calli just seemed so damned breakable. He held up the condom in his free hand. "Do the honors?" he smirked.
She shuddered, letting out a purr as he tugged hard on her hair, pulling her to her feet. Gotta appreciate a guy who was willing to throw a woman around a little. She liked the show of strength, liked the way he was happy to just grab her, take what he wanted. It probably helped that they didn’t give a shit about each other, too. She hissed as he brought their bodies together, grinding her hips against his, taking the condom from him with a smirk. Dropping back to her knees again, she ripped it open, popping the condom into her mouth and leaning forward. She rolled it onto him, her hands behind her back, smirking as she pulled off with a lewd ‘pop’.
No, he didn't give a shit about her. Not more than not wanting her to kill herself. He cared about that part of it because she was being a moron, but he didn't give a damn about that right now. Not when she was sliding the condom onto him with her mouth. Jesus Christ. He grabbed her hair again, jerking her up from the floor and shoving her front first into the nearest wall. He pressed against her from behind, letting out a low growling sort of noise as his lips slide over her shoulder. His free hand slid between them, taking hold of his cock and teasing it over her ass cheeks. "Arch," he demanded of her.
Artemis practically snarled as he grabbed her, shoved her face-first against the wall. Her hands scrabbled at the wall, braced either side of her head, her legs shifting wider apart, tilting her ass out, arching her back in a smooth curve. She was practically trembling, desperate for him to fuck her, to feel that cock sliding into her. Her head was spinning, and she wasn’t convinced it was entirely from the booze. “C’mon,” she pleaded, pushing back against him. “Fuck me.”
"Mmm," he murmured, his tongue darting out to slide over her shoulder and up her neck, still holding her against the wall with her hair for leverage. "I love it when you beg," he smirked, teasing the head of his cock along her entrance. "Like a cat in heat," he breathed. "Pussy's dripping for this dick, huh?" It was her fault, unleashing a beast inside of him that he had no idea was there. And he was honestly too drunk to stop himself and hated her enough that he didn't fucking care.
Artemis let out a soft little whine, pushing back as she felt Eli’s cock teasing at her entrance, trying to get him to stop teasing, just pin her against the wall and fuck her ‘til she screamed. “Are you gonna fuck me,” she snarled, tilting her hips up and back, pushing against him, “or are you just gonna stand there all night thinking about it?”
He tightened his hand in her hair a bit more and jerked her head back towards him, his lips sliding up her neck to her ear. "I just like hearing you beg for it," he whispered against her skin, nipping at her earlobe as he slowly pressed the head of his cock into her, not letting it sink further than an inch or so. He groaned appreciatively at her body gripping tight around him. "That's what you want, isn't it, kitty cat?"
Artemis purred loudly as Elias finally pushed in, the sound echoing off the wall she was pressed against. She nodded, biting her lower lip hard to keep from begging for more, trying to push back against him. She wanted more, damnit. She was too worked up, and too drunk, to be teased now. Much more of this, and she was going to shove him down on the ground and just take what she wanted.
Elias grew bored with teasing her the moment she purred eagerly. His hand slid out of her hair, both finding her shoulders, sliding over her arms and up to her hands, lacing his fingers through hers as he shoved them against the wall and hilted himself inside of her in one fluid jerk of his hips. He groaned in loud approval of his own, ducking his head to run his teeth along her neck, biting at her flesh as he pressed as deeply as the position would allow.
Hissing softly as Elias pinned her hands, Artemis wriggled a little, about to complain. Any thoughts of moving were driven from her as he thrust in hard, driving her up onto her toes with a loud yowl. She grinned ferally, teeth bared, back curved as much as she could, opening herself up to him. “That’s more like it,” she growled, approvingly.
He liked that growl, the way she shifted and arched her back, opening herself more to him. It was certainly a change from the way she'd been fighting him on the full moon. Not that he could really blame her. He'd probably have fought just as hard if not harder had he been in her shoes. He knew how it felt to be suddenly tossed into a world you'd never wanted to be a part of, never thought you should be in. They had that much in common. He gently drew his tongue over the shell of her ear, grunting softly as he started to move his hips against hers. "If I'd've known that you'd be purring like this for me, I woulda just fucked you on the full moon," he breathed.
Artemis laughed, tilting her head back against his shoulder. “Mmm, would’ve worked a lot better than knocking me out,” she admitted, too horny and too drunk to get mad about that now. “I’m just glad it wasn’t you I kicked in the balls...” Because yeah, missing out on this? Would’ve been a shame. The broken nose looked like it was healing well enough, and it certainly hadn’t stopped him from taking her home.
That got a smirk from him. He had to admit that he was glad he hadn't gotten kneed in the nuts too. "Just promise you're not going to break my nose again and we're good," he muttered, instinctively keeping his face out from behind her head. He wasn't going to get fucked over twice, even if he didn't expect she'd do it again while his cock was inside her and she seemed to be enjoying it so much. "You're pretty sexy when you get angry though," he breathed, parting his lips and biting at her neck, hard enough to leave a mark or two at least. She could take it. She was a fucking were.
She chuckled, shaking her head slightly. Nope, no plans on breaking him in any way. Unless through too much sex. She purred again as Eli bit at her neck, dropping her head forward, baring her nape to him. Because yeah, her lioness was loving every minute of this. “You’re pretty sexy yourself,” she murmured, clenching her muscles around his cock, teasing him. “ ‘specially when you’re pushing me around...”
Elias grinned a little, even with his teeth still pressing into her skin. Releasing her flesh, he let one hand slide away from hers, drifting between the wall and her body and sliding between her legs. He used his pointer and middle fingers to trap her clit between them and groaned at the feel of her wetness coating the little bundle of nerve endings. "Yeah?" he murmured. "Well how bout you start doing what I tell you to do and I'll keep pushing you around?" If she wanted to be told what to do, he'd gladly do just that. Using his fingers to pinch at her clit ever so slightly, he smirked and halted his hips. "Rock your hips," he told her. "Jerk off that pretty little clit and get some cock while you're at it, pussycat."
Artemis moaned as his hand slid down between her legs, the muscles in her stomach twitching in anticipation. God, he was good. His girlfriend was a fool to let him go - not that she minded, she was reaping the benefit now. She practically snarled as he stilled his hips, looking back at him with a low glare. She was tempted to refuse, just to push him, but goddamn him, that smirk was just too tempting to resist. He felt too fucking good inside her to give it up now. Placing her palms flat against the wall, she arched her hips back, then forward, moaning loudly as his fingers rubbed at her clit with the movement. Her muscles spasmed, working his cock eagerly, her hips moving fast and hard.
"That's it, pussycat," he groaned, biting his lower lip as she works her cunt around his cock. "Ride that dick," he went on, head falling back on his shoulders briefly as he let himself be surrounded by the delicious slide of her pussy walls over his dick. With one hand now free, the other still between her thighs, he slide it around her as well, gripping her tit and pinching at her her nipple, tugging and toying with the nub. "How's it feel?" he asks her. "Tell me how much you like that cock."
She practically purred, pushing herself off the wall a little, leaving his hands more room to touch her, caress her. His fingers on her nipple were harsh, fierce, and she moaned loudly as he played with her nipple, pinching it hard. God, this felt good. Elias was the first guy she’d fucked since she’d been bitten; she wasn’t sure if it’d feel this good with every guy, if it was something to do with were senses, or if Eli was just that good. Right now, she didn’t care. She tilted her head back against his shoulder, panting hard, his fingers on her clit sending heat racing through her, hips caught between his cock and his hand, not sure which to press into more. “Good,” she gasped breathlessly, shuddering. “God, fuck me, harder...”
He groaned low in his throat as he pinched at her clit more forcefully. "God, I love it when you beg," he whispered against her neck, parting his lips to bite at her skin, harder this time than before. His hips rocked against hers then, not forcing her to fuck herself any longer, aching for his own release, balls feeling tight and damn near ready to explode. She wanted harder, so that was what she got.
She whimpered, shuddering as he rubbed and pinched at her clit, clenching around his cock in reflex. His bite made her cry out softly, a yowling, feline sound that echoed through the room. Reaching up, she grabbed the back of his neck, holding on as she rocked back against his thrusts, each one making her cry out, each one making her ache for more. A couple more snaps of his hips and she was screaming, her knees buckling a little as she came, her nails digging into his neck for dear life, trying to hold her up as she shuddered in his arms.
Oh Christ. Just when he thought it couldn't get any better, her cunt seized up around him and he was fairly certain that if she tightened any more, she'd cause some damage. Fuck. He cried out, his hand leaving her breast, jerking her hair out of the way and biting her more roughly on her neck. His fingers tightened in her hair, jerking his hips against hers as he pushed himself over that edge. Elias shuddered violently as he came, her flesh muffling the sounds that escaped him as he spilled into the sheath between them. Fuck. Jesus Fuck.
His teeth on her neck had her yowling again, lioness and woman both in agreement that this was quite possibly the best sex ever. God, she was close to blacking out, at this rate. She slumped against him, hoping like hell he was going to catch her, panting hard. Her eyes were closed, face turned in against his neck, one hand still stroking his neck softly. “Wow,” she murmured approvingly.
He caught her, the hand between her thighs shifting up to wind around her waist as he kissed her neck where he'd just bitten her. He didn't say anything, her word perfect enough for the both of them. Wow indeed. He didn't want to move, but his legs felt like jello so he reluctantly slid his hand from her hair to hold the condom in place as he slipped from her. He made sure she was steady enough to stand before letting her go and getting rid of the condom. With that much taken care of, he swooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Laying her against the sheets, he crawled into the bed with her and laid back against the pillows. "Fuck," he breathed, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "Might have to do that again," he murmured.
Artemis yelped as he picked her up, sliding her arms around his neck to help hold her weight. She curled into his side, letting out a soft hum of contentment as she slid her leg over his, nuzzled at his throat. “Might?” She murmured, smirking. “Don’t tell me you’re a once-a-night kinda guy...” Because yeah, she’d be disappointed if he was. That had been way too fun to be all they were doing tonight. She was still wide awake, still horny, and given some time to recover, she was sure Elias would be happy to go again.
That earned her a little laugh as he slipped his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. "No," he told her. "I don't think I've ever been a once-a-night kind of guy," he admitted. "Give me a few minutes and the memory of your yowling will have me hard all over again." That was sure and certain. The sounds she made were so animalistic that he knew he'd have wet dreams about them for months to come. Fuck.
“Mmm, good...” she lifted her head, kissing him slowly, a soft purr rumbling in her chest, louder as the kiss deepened, as he kept touching her. If it was always gonna be like this, if sex with him was this hot, she might even have to try for a repeat performance. A rare thing, for her. She slid her hand into his hair, tugging gently as she deepened the kiss, nipped gently at his lower lip. Mountain lions didn’t mate for life, so he didn’t have anything to worry about on that score.
Elias wasn't worried about her mating to him. He liked the way her teeth felt against his lip and groaned a little into the kiss, his other arm winding around her and pulling her body tighter against himself. "You're making me forget how much of a bitch you can be," he teased, smirking slightly against her lips as he opened his eyes to catch hers. "Who knew there was a sex kitten under all that ferociousness?"
Artemis wound her leg around his hips, hitching her body against his, grinding against him in a slow, wicked curl. “Baby, you have no idea,” she purred, diving into another kiss, hungry and passionate. She wasn’t the bitch that Elias and Max had her out to be - they’d crossed her, and she was pissed at them. And being one of the few female hunters, she’d had to fight for her place. Had to harden herself over the years, much as Ophelia likely had. At home, Artemis was a completely different creature.
He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her over top of him, groaning a little as her body settled in against his. "I think I'd like to find out," he admitted softly against her lips, nipping at the lower one. So maybe he shouldn't be doing this, maybe he shouldn't have gotten so damned drunk, but at the moment, Elias couldn't bring himself to care. This felt good and right and he could forget about the craziness between himself and Artemis.
At least for tonight.