Who: Daphne and Poseidon What: A few weeks into their 'relationship' Poseidon decides to give the girl a gift Where: Daphne's Love Boat When: Medieval times Warnings: TBD
Daphne had settled into a nice routine. Poseidon came when he chose and reminded her who she belonged to, and she reminded him what he was teaching her, and when he was not around she'd charmed one of the older sailors into teaching her how to read and write. Mostly in the new language the mortals had now, and how to trade and barter with others. If she could import and export she'd make a nice, comfortable, living for herself without having to fully rely on Poseidon. She'd earned the man's trust easily after he had reminded her of her father and she had reminded him of the little girl he'd once had.
It worked out.
Now she was on her bed, patiently learning her letters and writing her name down over and over until she knew it was hers. It was a comforting thing to do, really, and she had little else to do on the ship.
[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-06 09:25 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This It had been a few weeks since he had called on Daphne, leaving the little nymph to her own devices when he did not demand her attention.
The boat rocked under his footing, that strong presence filtering into the air the moment he came on board. The sailors skittered out of his way, always fearful of their lives and if they had done anything offensive. Some knew of who he was others too terrified to ask.
Poseidon opened the door to her quarters, leaning his head down as he entered as to not hit his head on the beam.
"Busy?" he asked in a husky tone, demanding she drop whatever she was doing.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-06 11:32 pm UTC (link) Track This She could feel him the moment he stepped on board and sat up, trying to look somewhat appealing. She wished he would give more notice so she could at least straighten her hair.
When he entered she ran her fingers through her curls and shook her head. "No Lord." She set the papers aside before rising with a smile. "It is good seeing you Lord." She always tried having more conversation before he got to undressing her. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 01:28 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This As this affection for Daphne grew so did the opportunity to give her more than just what was between her legs. It wasn't a wedding ring but by giving gifts it branded her from others. Shutting the door behind him he advanced forward pleased that she had stood at his arrival.
"Good," he stated simply keeping her eyes as he pulled out a necklace from his pocket and slipping it into her hand.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 01:35 am UTC (link) Track This Her eyes fell to the necklace and she smiled brighter, "oh. It's beautiful Lord. Thank you." Smiling she let her fingers toy over the coral before glancing up to him. "Will you put it on me Lord?" She extended the necklace, turning her back to him. The gift was beautiful, and she always made sure to wear something that he had given to her. Both to make sure that he didn't think she didn't appreciate her gifts and to mark her taken for any other eyes.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 02:02 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His arms moved to slip the necklace over her head, fingers grazing against that soft neck to thread the clasp. Those fingers lingered ghosting over her neck before settling on her shoulders.
If she failed to wear it after today he would easily take offense. He didn't just shower any woman with gifts. Not even his wife. "It suits you," he rolled low in his voice, hot breath hitting her ear.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 02:06 am UTC (link) Track This She would not forget to wear it. She knew better. Her fingers toyed over the necklace now it was around her neck before smiling to the rare compliment. "Thank you again Lord." She glanced up to him, leaning close for a moment and setting a kiss on his cheek. "I will treasure it."
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 02:30 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His hands didn't leave her neck, fingers sliding under and back out from the jewel on her neck. They moved up massaging into those curls. She smelled of the ocean now that she spent her time on this boat. He liked that smell on her, it was like a perfume.
No one was to give her things but him. He whispered her into her ear, a dominant body of words, few as they were that further claimed her. He was becoming obsessed with this one.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 02:35 am UTC (link) Track This The touch made her close her eyes, and her hands settled on his chest as she just took him in. His words was as close to anything he'd ever say about love, so she soaked them up. Her fingers slid up to tread through his hair, knowing these moments were rare. It made them all the better though, and gave her something to cherish.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 03:18 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She was a drug to him. Each touch, kiss, word spoken it let him dig his power over her even deeper. He had to control her, to be sure he never let that opportunity for her to slip between his fingers again.
He hummed at her touch, still far softer than his own ever were. "You are pleased," he marveled, lifting a brow, pleased with himself.
[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 03:27 am UTC (link) Track This She lowered her touch to set her palm on his chest. With a smile she nodded, "of course I am Lord." Why would she not be? She liked knowing he thought of her enough to keep returning, and give her gifts. Even if they were supposed to show she was being claimed.
She knew how to be a good host though, and wouldn't forget to at least offer. "Would you like some wine?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 01:31 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She played wife even if she was not. Though his wife hardly kept a hold on him like this little nymph. She could be doing so to please him and keep her life, but also for something else.
Poseidon took a seat on a chair near the bed propping his feet on the mattress. "Of course," he announced, waiting for the drink.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 08:59 pm UTC (link) Track This She did this for more then to just keep her life. She may not be anything more then a mistress, but she would keep her manners and hospitality. Besides he'd never brought anyone here, so it was all for him.
She was half tempted to tell him to get his feet of the mattress but bit her tongue and smiled. She settled a goblet on the table and poured wine into it, handing it to him once it was full. "How go things, Lord?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 10:06 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He jerked her arm after she'd given him the glass with his other hand pulling her into his lap. The leather twisted and stretched that he wore under her. He took a heavy swallow of wine, letting that taste still roll on his tongue. He gave her a devilish smile, slapping his tongue against his lips.
In truth, power was still slipping in this world, gods such as himself strived to hang on. Daphne was a piece of that which was at least one reason he wanted her around.
"Chatty today are you?" he asked setting the goblet down and sliding a finger against her lips. "I'm well."
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 10:12 pm UTC (link) Track This The jerk hurt just a little, but she was used to it. Once he'd settled her on his lap she shifted until she was comfortable. She returned his smile, glad he felt well. His comment made her quiet, although she never liked silence. It was good in small measures, but in the end she needed someone to talk to, before she'd go mad.
She kissed his finger, nodding to his comment and remaining silent.
[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 10:31 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He sensed her need for conversation. Sometimes he let her run her mouth, others it was down to business. He hooked a finger along the line of her dress where it sat below her collarbone. "You?" he asked, motioning with his brow that he was curious. She often spent her time inside this ship, and while he'd rather keep her there, she deserved some interaction.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 10:46 pm UTC (link) Track This In her own opinion she made some points, and it wasn't like she didn't have anything in her head. She knew she was smart, she just needed an outlet for it. She smiled to the touch and question, leaning into him to settle her head on his shoulder. "I'm well. I keep myself occupied and I'm learning quickly." She didn't say who was teaching her, she liked the old sailor and didn't want him harmed.
"I would like to go into town soon. The ships supplies are running low." Usually she'd let the sailors do it, but she needed interaction with other people.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-07 11:12 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He let his fingers snake in her hair, sliding in and out against her scalp. "What have you learned then?" This new language was different than their native Greek tongue, he liked that she was taking such initiative. It was what made her different than the rest.
"Then go," he instructed, moving in the chair and situating his feet to cross at the ankles, adjusting her just a little at the commotion.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-07 11:59 pm UTC (link) Track This She rather enjoyed the touch and relaxed more with it. He usually only did this post-sex so she learned to treasure it. "Not very much yet. I've just gotten the hang of my name," it may not sound like much but to her it was an accomplishment. It was more then she'd ever been able to do. "I'll learn from there."
She smiled as he allowed her to go, and while she wasn't fond of being so leashed it was better to ask then to get reprimanded later. She let him shift her and settled back into the embrace. She paused for a moment before testing her borders again, "do you require anything?" It wasn't her job to provide clothes or anything like that for him, it was his wife's, but she wanted to try. That and although she'd never met the woman she felt jealous of her and wanted to show some sort of dominance somewhere.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 01:05 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She may not have enjoyed the leash but there was protection in it. He squeezed it too tight when he felt he needed to draw it back. At her question he tilted his head, hand fondling against the necklace. "Jealous?" he asked finding satisfaction in her attentions.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 01:10 am UTC (link) Track This She looked to him when he asked his question and then glanced away with a shrug. "Perhaps." After all his wife got all the benefits of the title, and while she knew she had her own she had a pretty good guess that his wife made sure to subtly remind the mistress of who exactly was wife.
It was a complicated battle of wills between women.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 01:54 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His finger nudged her chin pulling her face back towards him as she looked away. There was a sadistic pleasure in seeing her feel out of sorts about him. He grinned wide, menacing. He held his head up high looking down at those doe eyes of hers. "Are you," he hummed, almost a purr.
His wife was as equally jealous, knowing he often kept mistresses, and that he was fond of one in particular. She'd not lashed out and it was part in what bored him in the relationship. Seeing the uneasiness squirming beneath Daphne like a worm on a hook was delicious. "Mmmmmm," he hummed again taunting her with his lips. "Feisty." He wanted her to get agitated, it was a pleasure to watch. "What are you going to do about it?" he taunted.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 02:16 am UTC (link) Track This She sighed as he made her look back at him. She knew he liked riling her temper, although she didn't know to what end. So far she'd gotten lucky by not being harmed, but she didn't know how long that would last. Yet now he'd sparked it and she ignored her promises. "You know I am."
She'd been worried about having his wife give her trouble or her lashing out against Daphne, but she hadn't gotten anything. Didn't mean she didn't make sure that when he went home her marks weren't on him. Her eyes narrowed and she moved away, "I can do nothing to her. She is a goddess, I am not. But, I have my own ways of getting back at her." She smiled then, almost dangerously, and leaned in to kiss his neck. "like letting her know why you come back to me."
[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 03:27 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His feet dropped from their position on the bed hitting the floor with a thud from his boots. He pulled her back into his lap. Eyes slid half-way closed at her taunting mouth, a pleased smile.
She was like a siren calling in the sailors to drown in his deep waters, only she was pulling him into her grasp.
"Competitive little siren," he hummed against her lips. His wife felt the pain most other's felt in which he held no compassion at all for his lashings. Daphne had yet to feel his strikes, a consideration she should feel lucky in.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 03:33 am UTC (link) Track This She smiled against his skin as he pulled her back on his lap. She knew she was lucky in not having felt his heavy hand, and she would keep it that way. "I think you like it when I compete." Her fingers went to work against his shirt, to undo it and remove it.
She let her teeth nip against his lips before kissing down his neck, "and I've yet to repay you for the necklace."
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 03:58 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This "It gives you an edge," he grabbed her tight around her waist, a growl in his throat. "I like seeing you bat at my bait." Otherwise his attention would be lost.
Her fingers were quick and warm against his cool skin. As much as the leather felt like a medieval wet-suit, it felt even better when it slid off his body. She was working without instruction now.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 04:11 am UTC (link) Track This She chuckled to the unintentional pun, "I'm quite adapt at that." Smiling she removed his shirt, kissing along his chest. She'd long learned the things he liked and would reward her for.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 04:27 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She'd learned how to keep him enticed. The boat rocked against the current that had slapped against it's side, no doubt his mood filtering through the rough waves.
He smiled into the action taking control by fixing her so that she straddled his lap, hands working to feel her legs under that mound of fabric. "Keep going," his voice rolled liking when she took action until he'd had enough.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 04:36 am UTC (link) Track This "What, like this?" She shifted her hips into his, knowing it wasn't enough with all the clothes still in the way, but she'd learned quite a bit over the past few weeks. He may lure her, but she had lures of her own to keep him enticed.
Her hands glided down his chest, a teasing touch.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-08 05:33 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This "That's a start," he purred. Nymphs were easy to train when they weren't running away, such sexually charged beings when the right door was opened. His hands slid up that silky skin mimicking her own.
His head rested back against the chair with a chuckle. He liked when she got ideas, it kept this interesting.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-08 05:49 am UTC (link) Track This She'd be less then pleased if he thought of this as 'training' her. She might be his, but she'd risk everything to argue against that. She bit on her lip as he touched her before glancing down to him. "Well, then tell me what I should do?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-09 03:43 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His fingers raked against her skin, looking at her through half-lidded eyes. "Explore," he instructed her, deciding to wait before forcing her hands to where he wanted them to go.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-09 04:26 am UTC (link) Track This She giggled, and let her hands explore as he had commanded. She always enjoyed the opportunity to tease and touch. Of course she touched everywhere but where he wanted her to, but it was part of the game.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-09 01:41 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He leaned the chair back holding the weight on one foot as it flopped against the wall. She slid against him at the movement, the rock of the waves hitting the boat with another driving motion.
His breath tickled her skin, watching goosebumps pimple across her neck as he tempted her with his tongue. She tasted of freshwater.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 03:31 am UTC (link) Track This She grinned when his lips found her neck and let a shiver run through her before continuing to tease him with too light touches. She liked trying to drive him a little mad. It cost her a dress or two, but those things were replaceable.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 04:16 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She did drive him mad, into a frenzy when he couldn't take feathered or strong touches anymore. He let her strings go long enough before yanking her back into submission. He grabbed hold of her corset, quickly unfastening it so his hands had more access. She wasn't goiv to tease and taunt without harsh punishment.
[ooc: hope it's okay I wrote in something she was wearing since it wasn't stated. XD]
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 04:40 pm UTC (link) Track This At least he hadn't torn this one off. She may dislike them and find them a nuisance but if seen without one people would think even more ill of her. She grinned and lowered her lips to his chest, kissing his skin with agonizing slow kisses. He had taught her well and while he may punish her for it, she would enjoy the minor amount of power she had over him.
(Totally fine!)
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 05:11 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His hands felt around with urgency, a roughness until she started that torment of lips and tongue against skin. His head rested back, a sucked in breath as he let her travel until it made his skin crawl.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 05:21 pm UTC (link) Track This Her teeth nipped against skin, hard enough to leave marks. His wife would see them, and Daphne enjoyed knowing she'd won over the nameless woman yet again.
With a smile she released him and rose from his lap, giving him a tempting smirk and slowly undoing the laces of her dress.
[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 08:33 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She broke skin with those marks causing him to smirk and line his teeth with his tongue. The nymph he'd married had been nothing like this. She was shy, demur, she did everything he asked without a fight. It bored him.
His eyes took in her shape, still not unlike the usual waif-like nymphs. She had bust, something to take hold of, he was intrigued by her.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 08:37 pm UTC (link) Track This She knew how to keep him interested. Once the dress pooled around her legs and she removed everything she smiled at him and set her hand on her hip, knowing he was enjoying his view.
She smirked then, "Well Lord? Do I please you?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 08:41 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His hands rubbed against his thighs, that smirk in place. "Mmmmm," eyes raking from her feet up.
His foot reached out, boot hooking around her calf and inching her forward.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 08:47 pm UTC (link) Track This She chuckled and stepped away from the boot. "Is that a yes Lord?" She knew it was a dangerous game, to play the elusive target, but so far he'd responded well to it when she'd tried it. He seemed to like the chase.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 08:50 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This His head tilted to the side as she evaded his pull. His fingers tapped the side of the chair, biting the inside of his cheek. He met her eyes now, something between lust and dangerous ground.
"Yes," he said in a deeper voice.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 08:58 pm UTC (link) Track This She knew that look, it meant he was in no mood to play games. With a smile she moved closer, going to sit on his lap again and settle her fingers on his chest. "I have heard of men putting ink on their skin. What would you say to me putting your mark on me Lord? Would it please you?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 09:07 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This "I know," he raised his arm to show her the mark on his wrist, a Grecian band that wrapped around completely. She'd been too occupied with him to take noticed when she'd taken off his shirt.
Poseidon traced a finger down between her breasts, letting his tongue slide against her neck. "I like the idea."
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 09:10 pm UTC (link) Track This Her eyes drew to the band across his wrist then, "oh." He could hardly blame her for being distracted. Smiling she traced her fingers along the mark, head tilting up to give him more access to her neck.
"And where would you see it put Lord?"
[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 09:10 pm UTC (link) Track This Her eyes drew to the band across his wrist then, "oh." He could hardly blame her for being distracted. Smiling she traced her fingers along the mark, head tilting up to give him more access to her neck.
"And where would you see it put Lord?"
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 09:15 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He grinned against her neck, teeth scraping where his lips had been. He loved her taste, so different and yet a taste of home. His mouth lowered down her neck, sucking lightly on her collarbone before he lifted his head back to look at her. His fingers pressed to that spot, just below her collarbone, above where her chest rose and fell at her light breathing.
"Somewhere men can see."
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"It shall be done. Next time you come to me, your mark will beo n me."
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 09:30 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He felt her squirm, hands forcing her still, her desire for him, he could smell it. Her breath elevated and he grinned. He pressed her down, her hips forward against him continuing that rough torture from his mouth.
"Good," his voice rolled, hands moving around to slide down her backside, pressing her even tighter as he let his tongue evade her mouth.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 09:35 pm UTC (link) Track This A whimper of need escaped her. She wanted him, needed him but yet still denied her the pleasure of removing his pants. The teasing was nice, if not maddening.
Her eyes closed at his tongue on her skin, her teeth biting against her lips as her fingers dug into his shoulder.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 09:40 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He liked hearing that, it was melodic, just like a muffled scream. That kiss opened up, teeth grazing her bottom lip, pulling, tugging before fighting hers again.
She would know when he'd had enough of his own teasing.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 09:44 pm UTC (link) Track This Her second moan was muffled into the kiss, her hands digging into his hair as she returned it, unable to stop squirming in his lap. She knew that soon, she would beg, but she would try to last as long as she could without doing so.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 09:48 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She knew what to deliver when he wanted it. He'd been rather foolish not making her his sooner, losing track of her, each time they were together he gripped a little tighter, pushed her a little father and seeing he wanted her that much more.
She made his heart beat fast, his own breath catching as their tongues battled it out, his hands refusing to let her get away just yet. He wanted her to beg, that was the best part.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 09:53 pm UTC (link) Track This She far from wanted to get away, rather wanted closer. Moans escaped into the kiss before she drew back, panting and needing. "Poseidon," she rarely called him by his name, only doing so when she was lost to passion. "Please. Have me."
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 10:01 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This She was in a frenzy. He chuckled as he took hold of her hands, removing them from his hair and sliding them down his chest until they rested on the rim of his pants. If he'd taught her anything it was to take what she wanted even if it made him angry.
His hands stayed around her wrists, forcing her to undo them so they could both have what they wanted.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-10 10:06 pm UTC (link) Track This She tried not to test his anger too much. She feared that one of these days she'd go too far and he would punish her severely over it. She liked being alive too much.
Her fingers fought to undo his pants, tugging them off before moving so she could have what she wanted. When she did she let her head drop back with a low moan.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-10 10:10 pm UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He'd kicked off his boots while she fiddled with the strings, releasing them both to that lust. His hands gripped her sides, fingers digging into her flesh, breaking the skin.
She moved against him, his own eyes rolling back, mouth half-cocked open, a low growl in his throat mixed with his own moan.
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[info]laureltree 2011-02-11 03:52 am UTC (link) Track This The pressure in her sides made her set her fingers on his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she moved atop him, constantly wanting more of him and of this.
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[info]neptune_storm 2011-02-11 06:30 am UTC (link) DeleteTrack This He sat up feeling her press harder into his own skin until that sweat built up making them slide. Those nails would leave a mark and his wife would hate it. He smirked setting more upright, mouth attacking in it's own movements against hers the rest of him not able to get enough.
His own heart was pounding against hers, gasping breaths, matted hair and bruises.