Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches - Rajani and Magnus
Rajani's obedience came so quickly, so unexpectedly quickly - it took Magnus by surprise that exploded into pleasure as her body swallowed him whole. His whole body jerked, thrusting up to meet her without thought, purely reactive instinct that punched a sound from him; not quite a cry, or a groan, but something low and sharp, stunned and desperate. He buried his face in her neck as he buried himself between her thighs, clutching at her hips and back to pull her harder against him, to meet the exquisite, mind-blowing roll of her hips with his own. Biology took over, his body moving of its own accord, easily finding and matching her rhythym - which was lucky, because he could hardly breathe for a moment, never mind think.
It had been far, far too long, but even if he'd been in and out of beds every night for a month, he thought Rajani would have hit him just as hard. She took him perfectly, sliding over him like silk and velvet, clasping him like - well, like a lover. And he could hear her breathing, the sound she'd made when she took him still echoing in his head and thrilling through his veins as he pulled his face from her neck to drink in the pleasure in her expression, needing to see it.
It was there. And it was beautiful.
He groaned helplessly as she begged once more; how did she think he could stand it? And the unexpected delight of her accent! The loss of control it signified was like nails raking down his spine; he held her close, kissing and nuzzling her jaw, her neck as she pleaded with him, for him, and he couldn't help but give it to her, whatever she wanted. His hips moved harder and faster against hers, driving into her body, taking it, and gods, the offense of someone else's collar on her throat! He sucked marks onto her neck and shoulder to offset it, driven to it; he wanted to claim her, to possess this treasure utterly, hear her come and fill her up, put her away wet and supine with bliss.
"Such a good girl," he purred, approval and lust thick in every word. "Look at you. Do you enjoy it, Janie? Being naked for my use like this, while I take what I want from you, not even bothering to undress?" He reached up to tease her nipple, rolling it between his fingers. "Do my clothes feel good against your skin, treasure?"