...sometime in the past
Who: Frankie and Grey When: sometime in the past Where: Halcyon island at the “Heaven and Hell” club What: Frankie’s first time Note: Grey was previously played by another person in another game. Shy is taking him up now, and we re-did this scene to establish Grey and Frankie's relationship and how it all started.
Frankie really needed to get away. Technically, she had dumped Clove, but it felt like he had been the one to break up with her. What kind of boyfriend flirted with another woman so publicly? Not to mention, flirted with someone Frankie HATED! Kat was HORRIBLE to Frankie. She was a world class bitch. The vulgar comments between Clove and her on the message board where everyone could see just could NOT be tolerated. Frankie was done with him, but it still hurt. He was the first guy she’d ever actually dated! Granted, he wasn’t the first guy she’d ever kissed, because Grey kinda seduced that one out of her. He was good at that. Something about him made her insides go crazy.
Tonight she felt like going a little crazy. She’d gone to great lengths to give Clove what he wanted. It wasn’t easy (or cheap) getting her hands on the amulet that kept her from overheating. She’d done it for him. He kept pressuring her, and she didn’t want to screw up her first relationship. With her flames under control, she’d finally be able to give him what he wanted. She was tired of being a virgin anyway. At twenty-two years of age, she was well past due!
So she hit the club with Kissy, her BFF. The fairy was loads of fun. She loved dancing and shopping as much as Frankie, and since they were the same size, it was easy to share clothes and shoes. They also liked a lot of the same music. They were busy dancing together, creating a small scene (since dudes love when women grind up on one another), when Frankie felt some sort of familiar presence.
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Grey had decided he needed a night out, of course it wasn’t like that was a new concept for him, he loved to be out in a crowd, especially in a club; he could feed off of their combined lust, and he had to admit he was starving. He checked himself in the mirror before leaving and smirked, it really was too easy when you looked this good, he thought to himself.
It didn’t take the incubus demon long to get to ‘Heaven and Hell’, always a good spot for a snack or possibly a full meal, just depended on what he found there. Grey walked into the club, smiling at a few people, kissing a couple girls before heading for the bar. His appetite was wetted and he needed something more.
That’s when he saw Frankie on the dance floor, their one kiss had made him curious as to how the rest of her tasted so he pushed some of his energy her way to see if she would react to him.
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The feeling crawled through Frankie, weaving its way along her veins. She recognized it almost immediately, or at least the source, but she was unaware of how it was created. Grey had a pull on her that she couldn’t define. Something about him just got to her.
Looking around, she eventually locked eyes with him, and her knees felt weak. The flutter in her stomach threatened her composure, but she fought it as best she could. She had to appear as though she had some control. But she didn’t. He was so sexy. A total bad boy, and what girl could resist that? She nibbled her bottom lip, keeping her eyes on Grey as she continued to dance with Kissy, putting much more work into her moves, making it clear to Grey that she’d rather be dancing with him.
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Grey smiled at the sprite, this was what he was looking for tonight, sweet virginal Frankie. He threw back the drink in his hand and smiled slowly as he watched her dance, it was obvious that she was trying to keep his attention.
Oh the girl definitely had it this evening, so the demon made his way towards her, moving through the crowd like it was water until he was by her side and sliding his hand down her arm and to her hand. “Do you want to dance firefly?” He whispered into her ear.
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Kissy gave a disapproving look in Grey’s direction, but Frankie didn’t notice. She was mesmerized. Grey had the ability to do that with her, but she didn’t know why. Nodding immediately in response to his question, she turned to give him her full attention. Kissy just rolled her eyes and went off to find someone else to dance with. She’d lectured Frankie about Grey being trouble, but Frankie didn’t listen. She was deaf to all others when he was around.
Her hands slid up his chest and wrapped around the back of his neck. “You must have known I needed a distraction tonight.”
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Grey saw the disapproving look and smiled charmingly at the other girl, he had no interest in her other than her going away. It was his experience that women just didn’t listen to their friends when he was there, and Frankie obviously wasn’t listening to her friend at all.
He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. “I can see that you do.” He growled into her ear and nipped at the skin just below it. “Something you want to talk about or just blatantly ignore?’ Grey asked in an amused tone. ---
Frankie’s skin flushed and her eyes fluttered as Grey pulled her close and gave her neck attention. She realized she was holding her breath. When she exhaled, she nearly melted into him. “Ignore,” she said in a wanton tone. Her body was screaming for more from Grey. She had no idea what caused the feeling, but she was powerless against it.
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Grey chuckled at her answer and then kissed her before spinning her around so her back was against his front. “Ignoring it is good, he probably isn’t worth all the emotion you’re wasting on him.” He said softly into her ear, lifting her hair and kissing the back of her neck as he rolled his hips against her ass. Grey was actually doing very little power wise to Frankie, she was just very susceptible to him it seemed.
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God, he was so good at this. Frankie’s wings splay flat so she could press into him, her ass responding to the attention he was giving it. He seriously could have bent her over right here, pulled up her dress, pulled down her panties, and fucked her on the dance floor. She wouldn’t have said no. She reached back to run her hands up the sides of his thighs before reaching up and running her fingers through his hair as he kissed her neck. “I don’t even remember who you’re talking about,” she said in a breathy tone.
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Bending her over in the middle of the dance floor wasn’t a bad idea to Grey, he’d do it in a second if he could get away with it but he liked Frankie a bit more than that. He chuckled at her words and then nuzzled her neck. “Mmm now that’s the effect I like to have on you little firefly.” He murmured, his hands sliding down her sides and then back up her stomach, fingertips brushing the underside of her breasts before wrapping around her stomach.
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Grey could have gotten away with it in this club. People here were used to all sorts of insanity. It was the most corrupt place Frankie had ever been. She wouldn’t be surprised if they had a graveyard out back to bury those who didn’t survive the night.
Frankie trembled under his touch. She and Clove had madeout plenty, and he’d touched her with her clothes on, even gotten her topless a few times, but that was the extent of the ‘action’ Frankie had experienced. Waiting twenty-two years before she even kissed a guy had given her a lot of time to fantasize. She doubted there was any woman her age who touched themselves as much as Frankie did, because it was the only action she could get. But that was changing now. She was in a safe place to experiment, because everyone around her was a supernatural. It didn’t matter that her wings were exposed, or that she caught fire sometimes. And the fire thing was fixed now. Frankie could finally let herself go and not worry about burning someone to death. Maybe someone like Grey. She couldn’t help wanting him. “I like the effect you have on me too,” she told him, grinding her ass back into his crotch. She didn’t even know his last name, but Frankie wanted to do bad things with Grey. He was a bad boy, that’s what they were for, right?
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Grey chuckled a bit at her words and then spun her back around, kissing her hard, biting her bottom lip. “Wanna play with you.” He growled in her ear as he picked her up, hands under ass, kissing her again, pushing a few pulses of power into the sprite. Grey knew that Frankie was good to go, it was obvious but the power would make her need it even more and he truly loved it when girl wanted it as badly as he did. “We should go somewhere in here where it’s a little quieter so I can hear you better.” He smiled at her before kissing her again, tongue tracing over her lips.
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Frankie squeaked as Grey spun her around and gasped when he picked her up, his hands on her ass. He took her breath away with that kiss. She couldn’t speak. She was speechless. All she could do was nod quickly. She definitely wanted to be alone with him. She found her voice again when he kissed her once more, because she moaned loudly into his mouth, her arms wrapping firmly around his neck. “Right now,” she managed to say in a mumble against his lips. There were a number of semi-private rooms in the club for feeding and sex and sometimes both. Grey needed to find one right now, or she’d explode.
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Grey grinned at her and nodded when she agreed, he let her slide down his body, skirt bunching around her hips. He reached down and smoothed the material over her ass and then kissed her again. “This way.” He said as he started to pull her though the massive crowd, leading her to one of those semi private rooms, semi because it had a wall of windows looking out at the club. He stopped and talked to a man for a second and pulled Frankie against his side, fingers in her hair, kissing her again before they headed into the room. “You’re so beautiful firefly.” He said as he shut the door and started walking towards her.
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Frankie appreciated his assistance with her dress, because she was too caught up in the moment to even notice she’d given everyone a nice peek of her ass. Damn thong, but it was necessary with this dress. Tight, white material wasn’t forgiving.
Frankie was far too lost in her desire for Grey to care about the fact that the inside of the room was visible to those on the outside if they decided to look in. The long slits that served as windows offered the curious a bit of a peep show. It didn’t matter to Frankie. As he escorted her into the room, she kept her eyes on him. And then he was walking toward her. Frankie chewed her bottom lip again, nervous but excited. Grey knew she was a virgin, just like he’d known she’d never kissed a man before he gave her the very first. It had been positively electric. Sparks flew from Frankie’s hair, and her body glowed with excitement. It was an amazing memory, one that was fresh in her mind as she reached out for Grey, pulling herself flush to his body.
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Grey loved the windows, the idea of having sex with Frankie in front of them excited him. He was a sex demon, he was kinky and he made no excuses for it. Grey let her pull him to her and he once again lifted her up and then pressed her back against the wall so that between him and the wall she wouldn’t fall. He pushed that skirt back up and started to kiss her hard and deep, pressing his tongue inside her mouth; his hands were sliding over that bare ass, thumbs sliding under that bit of thong, making the material slid into her pussy instead of covering it.
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Truthfully, Frankie had a kinky side. She’d just not been able to explore it. Maybe it was the delayed gratification all these years that had turned her into a bit of a wild child at heart. She relished the somewhat rough way Grey handled her. Even though the wall wasn’t comfortable for her wings, she whimpered happily.
Then his hands were on her body, and the thong suddenly brushed between the lips of her cunt and teased at her clit. Frankie gasped, though it didn’t make a sound since Grey’s tongue was in her mouth, his mouth covering hers. She clawed at his shirt, desperate to pull it off his body.
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Grey didn’t hear her reaction but he felt it, he kept playing with the thong for a few moments before it became quite clear to him that Frankie wanted that shirt off. He leaned back a bit, tilting his pelvis forward to keep her against the wall and then yanked his shirt off. A long chain swung over his chest, a couple of rings hung from it along with a vial, but he ignored the familiar feel as he went back to teasing the sprite, pulling her dress off of her shoulders and immediately staring to kiss and nip at her breasts.
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Frankie wasn’t complaining about the teasing! But she was glad to finally have some bare flesh to play with. Her hands clung to his back, feeling the muscles move as he pulled down her dress enough to access her tits. They were small but clearly eager. They stood at attention for him, and she whimpered and moaned from all the attention he gave in return. In this pinned position, it was hard for her to respond to much, but she did her best to press her center against him.
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Grey didn’t care what size her breasts were, he just loved boobs in general. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it before his teeth tested it carefully, then sucking away the hurt. He picked her up against so she wasn’t against the wall, he wasn’t getting enough back from her because of it and he dropped her on what looked like a platform round bed, which was all the furniture in the room. “Now that is much better.” He growled at her as he started to slide her thong down her thighs.
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Frankie made a little squeak as he carried her from the wall to the bed and dropped her on it. It was soft, and he was a little rough. She liked the contrast. Frankie pulled her arms out of her dress as he started to remove the thong. This was really happening. Frankie was really going to give herself to a man she barely knew. She’d wanted it to be special and thought Clove would be the one, but he apparently wanted Kat, and he’d been too damn impatient. He didn’t even know that she’d been working on acquiring the amulet hanging around her neck right now. He didn’t know that she’d put a lot into their relationship so that she could give herself to him. And, apparently, he didn’t care. So screw him, she’d fuck someone else. Why did it matter? It was just sex. She was tired of saving herself for someone who didn’t seem to exist. Clove was meant to be special, but maybe fairytales were less about magical creatures and more about fictional emotions. There were no happily ever afters.
When the thong was gone, Frankie pushed her dress down with it, shimmying out of the material. She felt extremely self-conscious. She’d never been naked in front of a man before. Did Grey like her? She liked him. Well, she lusted for him anyway. He was gorgeous. Those abs of his were to die for.
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Grey was more than happy to encourage Frankie's not very well thought out plan to lose her virginity, as long as he was the random guy she gave it to. He watched her as she slithered out of her dress and smiled wide at her. "God you are...such an amazing woman." He purred out as he started to undo his jeans, sliding them off of his hips, his dick standing out from his body. He started to climb overtop of her, letting his heated flesh rub against her as he started to kiss her lips again.
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Frankie didn’t know for sure if Grey’s words were authentic, but they sounded like it, and the way he made her feel clouded her judgment significantly. It was enough for him to call her amazing. She could fill in the rest in her mind and just go with it. She was still scared though. Wanton, absolutely, but the fear of how it would feel was impossible to ignore. She trembled as she felt his cock tease her folds. God, it was exhilarating. It was like standing at the edge of a cliff, terrified of jumping, but at the same time dying to know what it would feel like. She kissed him back passionately, her fingers sliding through his hair as she wrapped her thighs around him. She could do this. She wanted to do this.
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Grey was a dick but he wasn't a total dick and she was a virgin. He slid his hand between her legs so it wasn't his dick rubbing against her and moved his thumb smoothly over her wet clit; a good orgasm before he slid into her would make it easier. He let his fingers move inside her pussy but not too far, he just wanted her to feel them inside her as he massaged her clit. Grey smiled down at her and licked between her breasts. "You're so beautiful like this Frankie, I want you so badly." He growled before sucking a nipple into his mouth.
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Frankie’s hips jerked up in response to the feel of him sliding in. It was evidence of how badly she wanted him in return. She was scared, but it all felt so right. Sex didn’t need to be about love. It could be with someone who simply turned you on, and Grey turned her on like no one else. She moaned and rocked with the movement of his fingers, feeling him slide into her as well as over her clit. It was incredible. She’d done this to herself countless times, but it was a whole new experience to have someone else controlling things. She was at his mercy.
As he fingered her, kissed her and teased her nipples with his lips, teeth and tongue, she found herself squirming more and more. Her body was literally glowing as the fire built inside of it. If not for the amulet around her neck, they’d both be engulfed in flames. As it was, she just got really hot, and small sparks shot off the tips of her hair. “More,” she begged him as she pushed herself hard onto his fingers. They weren’t enough. She needed his dick inside her right now.
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Grey didn't put any emotional tags on sex, to him as long as he was hard he was good to go. He would never make that rookie mistake ever again. He lifted his head and kissed her proper again when she asked for more and slid his hand away, looking into her eyes. "If that's what you want." He murmured and took his hand away, replacing it with his dick, sliding in agonizingly slow while his thumb still kept massaging Frankie's clit. He didn't want it to hurt eventhough he knew it would for a second.
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Frankie nodded. Yes, it was what she wanted. She wanted it more than she’d ever wanted anything. She was infected with his magic. Right now, she would have done just about anything to please him and convince him to fuck her. When Grey finally started to slide into her, she gasped sharply and dug her fingers into his shoulders. It did hurt, though it wasn’t quite as bad as she’d feared. If only she’d owned a vibrator! Dammit, she should have prepared more for this. But the pain dulled, and with Grey continuing to rub her clit, the fire inside her was fanned to life once more. She tested the waters a bit by slowly rocking her hips up toward him. It was an odd but wonderful sensation. Being filled by him, feeling the weight of his body on top of hers, having their bodies connect like this. She could get used to sex. Oh yes, absolutely.
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Once Frankie started rock her hips Grey took it as go time basically, he started to go a little faster and deeper. He was being nicer than if she was a chick that had had sex before but still he wanted them both to get off explosively. He wrapped his arms about her, lifting her upper body up a bit, to keep his dick deep inside, his fingertips playing with her wings, mostly where they were attached, a little fascinated.
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The more her body adjusted, the more she really began to love what he was doing to it. The pain was nearly gone and definitely ignorable. Frankie focused on how it felt to be filled by him. His dick rubbed her insides in all the right places, and she could feel his abdomen, those tight, tight abs, making contact with bare skin. God, he was a delicious piece of man.
At first when he teased at her wings, she tensed a little. She didn’t understand the feeling. The walls of her cunt tightened around him, as did her her whole body. Frankie’s temperature spiked as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. She’d never felt anything like it. Yeah, she’d orgasmed before, but it never felt like this. As the teasing continued, she began to moan so loudly that she caught the attention of a number of people outside the room. If she wasn’t so focused on the incredible energy running through her veins and setting all her nerves on end, she might have heard the shouts of approval from several onlookers.. many of whom were calling for their friends to come watch as well. Frankie shouted then screamed, her whole body shaking almost violently. Her wings glowed like hot iron and began to tremble. Her hips moved as they never had before, impaling herself upon his cock, wanting it to thrust into her with more and more force. She was coming so hard that she started to cry. It was mindblowing. Without a doubt, if not for her amulet, she would have caused everything around her to incinerate.
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Grey was truly enjoying the way Frankie was reacting to him, she was literally a little spitfire and part of him really liked it. He groaned in her ear as he started to thrust faster and harder and then, holy fuck then it was like Frankie was coming apart at the seams and Grey did his best to ride it.
He wasn't really sure what he did at first but he quickly figured out it was her back, between her wings, his fingers were sliding over it and she was screaming and shaking. Not only was it amazing to watch but it felt fucking amazing on his dick to have her writhing like that. He looked up and smirked at the audience they had and did his best not to cover Frankie from their eyes.
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She truly was coming apart, but she was also turning into something else. Something primal. Something ancient. According to some legends, sprites were essentially demi-gods. They were connected to nature far more than some supernatural beings. When she climaxed, she tapped into that ancestry like never before. The pleasure kept crashing down upon her in waves. It seemed boundless. Unlike an orgasm achieved between her thighs, this one didn’t relent. And it was sooo addictive. Frankie ached for more and more.
Roughly, she forced them both to roll, never once losing her rhythm as she positioned herself on top of Grey. She smiled wickedly and rode him hard. It was only then that she realized she had an audience. Frankie would have been mortified normally, but between the pulsing orgasm and Grey continuing to feed on her lust, she was in another universe. She sat up and cupped her chest, squeezing her small breasts as her back arched. She felt like a goddess. Part of her wanted to rip off the amulet and blow up the whole damn building. It would feel incredible to release that much energy at once.
--- Grey hadn't been expecting the earth to shake quite this much just from fucking Frankie but hey he didn't mind. He actually enjoyed it greatly. When she rolled them over Grey smiled wide, he loved watching a woman bounce on top of him, it really got to him. He couldn't get over the feed he was having off of Frankie, she was like a bottomless pit of lust or something. He watched as she started to show off for their audience and he growled up at her, feeling himself close to letting go, seeing the shy virgin be a voyeur for people was just doing it for him.
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Frankie knew some of the people watching her. The gossip was going to be insane after tonight, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was fucking Grey. The fire in her could simply not be quenched, even though she was getting weaker. She wanted more and more and more. Fuck, she wanted to die like this. The pit of lust within her was not bottomless. Grey was taking more than was probably safe, though Frankie had no idea. She was too far gone in her desire for him.
--- Grey's own instincts were getting thrown off by Frankie's display but finally he clued in and stopped feeding from her and pulling back the little bit of extra lust he gave her, she needed to calm down and finish because she was going to have quite the hang over in the morning. But before that could happen, Grey let go and came deep inside her, filling her with his cum.
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Again, Frankie was really not in control of her emotions right now, which made her a bit reckless. She hadn’t taken a second to think about birth control of any sort. Why should she? She’d stopped taking it a few days ago because of her fight with Clove. She didn’t plan on having sex with anyone else. But such things weren’t on her mind right now. Her mind was shot, and her body nearly was too.
It seemed that even this orgasm was mortal. Sure, it had a longer life expectancy, but death came calling eventually. It faded and left her so exhausted, she thought she might die as well. Frankie’s body went limp on top of Grey. There were shouts of approval and even applause and whistles from outside the room, but Frankie ignored them. She mostly just heard Grey’s heart pounding away.
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Grey kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair, purposely avoiding that spot on her back. "I think we need to get you up, you need some water...or fire after that one firefly." He said soothingly as he sat up with her keeping and arm tight around her waist so her front was hidden against his chest. The show was over as far as he was concerned.
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Frankie managed to stir when he mentioned the idea of water. She shook her head and managed to prop herself up with her elbows on his chest. “No.. no water.” Grey sat up then, and her by extension. Her legs were still wrapped around him. Actually, he was still inside her, and their chests were flush. “But.. I’m gross now.” She was hot enough to sweat but not hot enough to burn it off. Frankie kissed him softly and then pulled herself up, though she did wobble a little. Most of the onlookers left, but a few remained to stare at Frankie. She glared at them as she took off her amulet. “Stay back,” she warned Grey. It was a brief but firm warning. With the amulet no longer in place to keep the flames in check, she was able to allow them to burst forth. Her body was covered in them. Fully engulfed like this, Frankie’s flesh was licked clean of all the bodily fluids. She didn’t realize it then, but it probably saved her from getting knocked up. The flash of heat killed off all of Grey’s swimmers. Frankie wasn’t able to sustain the fire for long though, because she was really zapped of energy. It faded and she dropped to sit on the edge of the bed, then flopped back to stare up at the ceiling. The display successfully scared off the rest of the audience, who were probably worried she’d throw fireballs at them.
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Grey watched her as she got up and nodded when she warned him to stay back. He laid back on the bed and watched as she burst into flame and then fell onto the bed. He hadn't thought about accidentally getting her pregnant, although he was pretty sure that had happened a few times over the years. "Feel a little better?" He asked softly as he started to run his hand up and down her arm.
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Frankie nodded and looked over at his hand, smiling from the attention. “I feel.. amazing. I didn’t know I could feel like that.” Coming from her own touch didn’t, well, come close. It was so much better with a man. She wondered if all guys were that good, or if it was just Grey. He was... wow. She reached out and ran her fingers lightly over his abs. “I won’t soon forget it.” Quite a way to cash in her V card.
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"Good, you should feel amazing, you are." He kissed her again and then reached for her dress on the floor. "Get dressed firefly, I don't want them looking at you anymore." He said with a smile as he picked up her thong but didn't give it to her. "wear the dress without it, go home knowing I have these in my pocket." He said before kissing her and nipping at her lip.
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Frankie savored the kiss. She knew that this wasn’t more than a good, casual fuck, and the chances of her getting more ‘alone’ time with Grey were slim. She’d enjoyed herself, but it was time for Cinderella to run off to her carriage before it turned into a pumpkin.
She grabbed her dress and got to her feet, trying to stay steady. She still felt a little wobbly. That’s why she didn’t bother putting on her high heels again, she held them in her left hand instead. A smile graced her lips as he said he’d be keeping her thong. “I have more where that one came from,” she teased as she scratched her nails along the top of his neck in his hairline. Maybe he’d want more. She certainly did.
Frankie hurried off then. She had to gossip with Kissy about how her body was still singing from being thoroughly fucked by Grey. Then again, Kissy probably heard.. if not from someone who witnessed it, then maybe by overhearing Frankie’s shouts of delight. The little fire sprite was subjected to all sorts of stares and catcalls as she pushed through the crowd. She’d never live this one down.
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Grey had smiled at her and growled when she scratched his neck and just watched her go. Frankie was definitely on his list of feeds at least for the time being, he was interested in knowing if he could bring her that strongly again. Grey got himself dressed and headed back out into the club to get a good strong drink, he wasn't hungry in the least anymore.