Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches - Rajani and Magnus
He did not give her enough pause to answer, not really - and what sweeter reception could she have hoped for, than to have the handsome master want her so urgently? Janie let herself melt into the hungry heat of his kiss, satisfied with its growing demand of her mouth, her practiced posture not so stiff that she wouldn't let him shape their shared pleasure. Her stroking hands became for his body, rather than hers, caressing the available skin of his neck where it escaped down into his collar, brushing across his chest to purposefully graze his nipples through his shirt until he relaxed their kiss.
"I would have waited or you all night, if that was your desire. If your intention is to 'ruin my poise, and make me beg' - what other means of struggle should I have, than to make it so that you can not wait that long to have me?" Janie turned her face just enough to set a kiss against his inner wrist, almost sweetly. Then she set to work seducing his lips, taking them softly, slowly, fully languid with wet heat and ripe with sensation where her tongue just barely slid between them, even as he gripped her chin and loomed over her still. "We know what you want. What I want is for you to need me so badly that you will use me with every last ounce of passion," her voice had thickened and quieted into an almost dangerously suggestive murmur, "Master," she let him hear the sound of it from her lips, testing its effect on the man.