purple_alicorn (purple_alicorn) wrote in ironman7, @ 2007-08-29 19:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | league of extraordinary gentlemen, purple_alicorn, week 2: prompt 4 |
LXG (Mina Harker/Dorian Gray) [week 2- prompt 4]
Title: Hunger(s)
Author: purple_alicorn
Rating: FR21
Warnings: het sex
Word Count: 508
Author's Notes: Movie Verse, set just after Paris
While Mina Harker had heard of at least some of the other members of the League before their assembly by M, the only one she had personally known was Dorian Gray. In the specific circles they travelled in, the two of them had grown close because they were the only members gifted with immortality.
It therefore made, if not sensible, then at least understandable, that they would again renew their acquaintance once on board the Nautilus, especially after the chasehuntcapture in Paris when the lure of blood and the need to feed was great.
Discretely knocking on the door, she wasn’t at all surprised when he answered it promptly.
“Mrs Harker, what a pleasant surprise. Please, do come in”
“Why thank you Mr Gray.”
She entered, and took a seat on the low couch, while he closed (and she noted with some amusement) locked the door behind him.
“Would you like a drink Mina?”
“Certainly, some of that excellent red if you have it.”
After pouring their drinks, he joined her and they chatted about inconsequential things. As they finished their glasses, talk turned to their fellow League members.
“That brash young American, Sawyer I think he said his name was, is quite taken with you, if I don’t miss my mark.”
“I suppose he could be considered attractive, in a callow way, but I prefer my men with a little more refinement and experience.”
The invitation made, and accepted, they mutually rose and kissed, devouring each other’s mouths hungrily. Their hands moved on each other’s backs as the passion between them grew.
“Do you wish to retreat to the bedchamber my lady?”
“I think that would be both pleasant and prudent.”
Moving to the bed, stopping to kiss along the way, they began to undress, helping each other out of their cumbersome clothes. Once unclad, they almost fell onto the bed, passionately moving against one another. Instead of this quenching their fever, their actions only flamed their heated lust. Mina was no blushing virgin, no shrinking violet and Dorian had experience which bellied his youthful looks.
Rolling them over so that she was sitting on top of him, Mina stroked his erect cock before, with a gasp, impaling herself upon it in one quick movement. Using her supernaturally enhanced thigh muscles, she rhythmically moved herself up and down, helped by Dorian’s hands on her hips.
As she felt the coiling in her stomach that signified the precursor to her release, she lifted one hand to her breasts while the other slipped between her thighs. Faster and faster they moved together; moans, pants and exclamations forming a counterpoint to the sounds of their rhythmic movements, as the coil grew ever tighter.
“Mina, Mina oh gods Mina”
“Dorian, oooh Dorian, just, just thereahhh”
Suddenly the coil unwound all at once and all the pent up tensionneedhunger exploded within her in a pulse of orgasmic pleasure, mirrored by Dorian’s release below. Their actions had, at least for now, satiated her ever-present hunger for blood and the thrill of the hunt.