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The Under City [Bunny and Alkaline]

Brian smiled to himself when he saw the girls eyes drop and her own tongue dart over her tauntingly plush lips. As much as he wanted her, he knew she deserved the respect of not being forced into the situation right away. Still, he wasn't ready for her to pull away when the nerves seemed to boil over. With a playful little sigh, he shook his head when she tried to turn her attention to the blankets, yet was happy to see her still pressing her body close to his. How confused she must have felt, he thought, as one of his hands gently sneaked it's way across her belly to hold her close.

"Well, I'm glad they are an improvement. We can't be damaging this skin..." he said with a grin, just as his fingers found the hem of the shirt and gave it an subtle upward tug. It was just enough to expose her midriff, and as he let his fingers slide underneath, he pressed the tip of his middle one against her skin, dragging it back towards his own body as it rubbed against the waistband of the sweats. Leaning in a bit more, he softly let his lips brush against her ear, closing them around it just a bit as he gave the tip a soft flicker with his tongue.

"And... I must say... Bianca fits you well..." he said with a gentle smile as he let his nose press against her cheek. His body seemed to be pressing more and more firmly to her form, his other hand sliding over her lower back to keep her close though as well. "My name's Brian..." he whispered as his fingers curled into the fabric of the shirt, knotting it a bit to pull it taut to her curves. With a soft, yet deep breath, he slowly began to turn her back to face him, his hips swiveling to meet hers square on. As he looked her in the eyes, his fingers gently brushed over her cheek once more before he leaned in just a bit farther, his lips slightly parted as they would ever so softly brush against her own, inviting her to move that extra centimeter farther and join him in the kiss he knew he wouldn't be able to resist any longer.
 
Bianca had begun to smooth the blankets, unraveling them from their neatly folded pile when she felt him reach for her. At first she froze as his hand slid across her abdomen. The light cotton of her shirt adding to the erotic feel of the simple touch.

She had only begun to process his words through the haze of confusion in her mind when she felt his fingers across her barred midsection. Muscles leapt underneath his touch, involuntarily seeking his callused hand. Her body seemed to react on its own, her stomach already stretching towards his body for the gentle pressure of his finger.

A whimper lodged itself into her throat as his lips caressed across her ear. Her head tilted to the side as she pressed towards him, her shudder of pleasure recognizable as his tongue danced over the flesh.

Her chest heaved in a strong inhale of breath trying to calm her nerves as he pressed against her cheek. As she finally was turned towards him she gazed once again into those illuminating depths; the darker blue making her feel as if she were drowning. Her hands dropped the blankets as they went to grasp his shirt. She swayed into him then, the feel of their hips contacting jolting her into unsteadiness. Small fingers coiled the cloth around his upper torso, her grip tightening as he brushed his lips against her own.

She was no fool, she knew what he wanted. Licking her lips she brushed her lips once, twice across his fleetingly before tilting her head back a fraction. Her sapphire eyes were half-lidded, a sparkle unmistakably flickering in their depths, “Do you desire me, Brian?” she whispered.
 
Brian's fingers slowly entangled themselves in the back of the girls shirt as she pulled back just a bit to look into his eyes. The question was simple, yet he couldn't help but grin as he licked his lips softly. Her gentle, teasing brushes of the lips had full on ignited a fire inside of him as he against nuzzled his nose to hers. However, as obvious as it may have been that he wanted her more than anything, the tight grasp her own fingers had on his shirt seemed to echo the same response. As he looked into her eyes for another moment longer.

"Bianca... I need you... I don't just desire you any longer..." he finally whispered as his fingers stretched out against her back, pushing her forward rather firmly. His palm flat against her, he forced her hips to arch towards his as he began to bend forward and lower her down to the bed. Once he had managed to place her body onto the soft mattress, he brought one leg carefully over hers, the other still flat on the floor as he looked into her eyes. Without another word, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, this time unable to hold back.

As his hand pressed to the mattress, bracing himself just a bit, he parted his lips just the slightest bit, wrapping them gently around her full, pouty lower lip. A soft, subtle moan gently slipping out as he felt his heart practically jumping from his chest, the taste of her saliva and skin sending sharp chills down his spine. The warmth unlike anything he'd ever experienced as it flooded through his body, the need and desire growing stronger by the second.
 
Bianca stared at him as she felt his fingers tighten around the material of her shirt, wondering if that hard pressure would transfer over to her naked skin. The thought surprised her, but she didn’t have time to contemplate her naivety as he spoke.

The unsettling need coiled within her as well. Unused to being touched each whispering pressure upon her body caused a delightful spasm of excitement. She didn’t think much of his motivation for his recent deeds, or the coming deed for that matter. As far as Bianca was concerned she was living under her own choices, solidifying her place in the world without the pretense of ‘Violet’. This act alone would finally separate her from that world. The world of the Under City. Though, it seemed to escape her that she was involving herself more personally with a Lord of that enviornment.

The woman’s racing thoughts were interrupted when she felt the insistent pressure of his hips against her’s. The hardness contrasting deliciously with her softness caused a small, surprised squeak to venture forth. She didn’t have time to gather the vastness of the situation nor her position as his lips pressed against hers.

Shock caused her small form to tense under his, but as his lips worked over her firing nerves she relaxed. Finally responding when his lips parted she tentatively licked at his lower lip. Experimentally retreating with his taste before lifting her head from the mattress to demand more. Long hair lingered about them as her hands still tugged at his shirt, seeming to brace herself against the spinning desire consuming her. The feeling was exhilarating, much more pleasurable then being on stage.

The pressure on his mouth became more insistent as her tongue became more confident in it’s greed. Her hips flexed against his as her left leg rose to his hip an attempt to naturally curl around him in persuasion.
 
Brian smiled softly as he felt the girl give into the kiss, and rather quickly, fall into a seemingly perfect rhythm with his own as well. It sent a chill through his spine to know that it was her first encounter, and that her rapidly increasing confidence would only lead to her further exploration. Even if it was all she'd want, the feeling of letting her fully begin to experience the power her body had was exhilarating as well. However, when he felt her leg starting to wrap around his waist, he couldn't help but but grow more bold as well, his hand reaching back to grasp firmly to her thigh.

As he pulled back just a bit after each few kisses, he'd let his eyes linger in hers before flickering his tongue our her lips quickly. The subtle taste of those innocent lips was overwhelming his every sense, causing his head to spin a bit as he involuntarily found his hips rolling against hers a bit more. As he began to shuffle a bit more, his strong hands started to slide her body further up onto the bed as he moved onto it as well and straddle her waist. The pain of having to be so far from her lips wouldn't last long though. Pulling his t shirt off quickly, he finally revealed the firm, cut chest underneath. His abdomen tight and solid, a six pack just visible under the swirling tattoos that crawled up from the hips. Brian's head tilting to the side just a bit as he looked down at the angel sprawled across the bed, her hair a halo on the pillows around her.

Finally, he couldn't take it much longer, and as he leaned forward onto his elbows once more, he pressed his lips softly to hers. Letting them tug and toy softly with her own, he found his tongue quickly darting out to dance with hers ever so briefly. The rhythmic, steady motions seeming to make the entire world around him disappear as his fingers found themselves starting to tangle through her hair, twisting it around the tip.
 
A startled gasp whispered across his skin as he firmly gripped her thigh. Though it was clad in the thick material of her pants he could feel the appendage tighten in pleasure under his touch. Her leg rose further then, pushing against his palm until her delicate foot rested upon the muscle of his calve.

Bianca’s skin was flushed, her breathing erratic as he pulled away, his feather kisses allowed her to breath but gave no time for her to miss the bombarding sensation of his lips. That first, soft, sweet moan came in response to the subtle roll of his hips against hers. She had up until then, not noticed her position, legs spread upon a bed, one bent around him. There was a slight leverage to her hips as she whimpered against him, feeling an insatiable curiosity sweep over her. Pushing her hips experimentally against his she moaned softly again, the sensation prickling through her. The sudden buck of her hips suggested her body’s confusion as her eyes fluttered open to stare into his.

She was almost appalled at how easily she was transferred higher onto the cot. Disappointment rolled through her like a heavy wave at the lost pressure of his hips against her; needing that pressure against her to sustain her sanity. The whimper of her displeasure soon soothed into a gasp of surprise as his torso was revealed to her.

Her lips parted as her eyes fell between them, her free hands whispering over his flesh, enjoying the way his muscles jumped at her touch. The path of her hands fluttered from shoulder to stomach, lingering over the ridges of his abdomen; a teasingly soft touch. She admired the art upon his body briefly before her fingertips fell away; unsure of what was permitted.

As he leaned forwards once more the predicament was forgotten as he pressed his lips upon hers again. Her lips were swollen from his ministrations, thoroughly ravished by his devious tongue. Her scalp began to tingle in pleasure as her hair was woven into his grasp. With a small twist of her head she removed her mouth from his, panting; still unable to control her breathing during the new action. Her body ached up into his, her breasts aching, her stomach feeling cold and her hips needing the gentle cradle of his. As if on queue her lips pressed to his once more, her hands settling lightly onto his broad shoulders.

Her small hands gradually made their way down to his biceps, carresing them gently before she gripped them firmly, realizing it'd be something stable to hang onto.
 
Brian smiled happily as he watched the girls fingers drift over his stomach, taking him in as he licked at his lips softly. He couldn't keep his lips away from hers much longer though before he had was pressing back to her lips hungrily. As they crashed together, he continued to pour the building passion into her, his body seeming to grow warmer by the second. His fingers continuing to tangle and comb through her soft strawberry locks as well, his fingers starting to crave the feeling of her skin more and more.

As much as it hurt to do, he finally began to draw his lips back from hers as he scooted his hips back just a bit. Sitting down onto her lap a bit, his arms wrapped around her back, holding onto her tightly as his strong, yet caring arms began to lift her up to his chest. Pausing for just a moment, his eyes met hers as he licked his lips softly. Slowly, as he gazed into her gorgeous eyes, his fingers began to slide down her sides, brushing just to the sides of her breasts as it followed the curve of her hourglass figure down to her hips. Once they reached the bottom of the loose shirt though, he twisted the hem around his finger just a bit and began to slowly tug it up inch by inch.

His eyes still focused to hers, trying to read her reactions for any signs of hesitation as his hips shifted on her thighs again just a bit. Eventually, he began to slowly lift it above her voluptuous chest, feeling the curve of those perfect breasts just under the backs of his fingertips. As he carefully pulled it off from over her head, he set it gently to the side, dropping it to the floor as he took in a slow, deep breath. His lips couldn't help but curl into a smile as his fingers began to brush over the now bare skin of her hips just a bit more, a swollen lump growing in his throat. Without another word, he smiled just a bit more as his fingers drifted up to her shoulders, gently pushing her back down to the sheets.

Tilting his head to the side, his fingers began to slowly drift from her shoulders towards her neck and gently wrapping around it with one before they quickly began to move southward. As his eyes drifted up to hers again, his fingertips began to carefully run down over her chest, dipping between the cleavage as the flawless feeling of her skin underneath him began to send another strong chill down his spine. Smiling once more, he couldn't help but look down over her body once more, his hands flattening against her bare stomach as he slid them to her hips, bending forward once more to softly wrap his lips around hers. Tugging ever so softly on the lower lip as a soft moan escaped again, his chest lowering just enough so that he could feel her breasts pinned gently between the two of them as he started to grow hungrier for the feeling of her skin on his.
 
A soft sigh escaped her as his arms wrapped around her, pulling her into him. She only had a moment to cherish the feel of being pressed to his chest before gooseflesh sprung forth. The feel of his fingers brushing against her sides caused a chill of excitement to course through her. Her eyes remained steady with his, the soft sapphire lined in lush lashes fluttering prettily at him.

Her lips parted in surprise as his touch glided over the sides of her breasts. Heat pooled between her thighs as they throbbed; begging for his touch. Almost embarrassed from her reaction she closed her eyes, a flush evident upon her features.

When she felt the tug of her shirt her eyes snapped open, boring into his for a moment that stretched in the silence. Finally she lifted her arms, allowing him to draw the material over her head. With a sway of soft pink her hair fell from the collar and about her naked shoulders.

Bianca fought the desire to cover herself, feeling foolish in her sudden shyness. Curling her fingers into his biceps almost painfully she resisted the urge, staring into his features for a reaction. Her breasts were small, but adequate, filling out into appealing, rounded swells. The perky mounds flushed softly, the hue of her skin matching the soft rose color of her nipples as they contracted in the cold. Quivering with a chill she pressed herself further into his hand, hoping to absorb the heat from his body.

She purred contently as his touch fell over her bared skin softly and attentively. Rolling her shoulders upon the mattress she stared up at him, feeling empowered by his response to her. The hunger in his eyes she had seen many times before, but never before had she returned those heated glances. Reflecting on her response she tried to savor each beat of her heart as he touched her.

As she felt his finger brush over her hips she flexed forward, causing his knuckles to graze over her flesh; a more satisfying touch. She arched into him as his other hand teased between the valley of her breasts, her body bowing into his as she accepted his kiss; returned his kiss.

Feeling him shift his hips against her she obliged by giving him more space, her legs spreading on either side of him seeming rather content to cradle his hips with her wider ones.
 
Brian began to quickly shuffle between the girls legs again as he felt her thighs start to spread, welcoming his hips into hers as he stretched out above her. The weight of his body quickly began to push against the girl now as their chests pressed together, their hearts beating in tandem as they connected through the skin. Soon enough, his breath began to labor just a bit more as well, his chest rising and falling as he felt the pert pink nipples beginning to rub against his chest as the subtle grinding began to increase again.

His lips, now growing hungrier for the taste of her body, began to tug and tease her lower lip before finally breaking free and trailing over his chin. Brian's eyes quickly flickering up to hers as his hands slid up from her hips to rest softly against her sides, just a few inches from her breasts. As he rolled his hips down to hers a little harder, the now growing arousal was becoming quite obvious as his length began to bulge underneath the jeans now hanging from his hips. Each firm push would drag the outline of his shaft against her thigh, teasingly pushing the loose material of her sweats up and down as well. However, when his lips continued to slide lower down her chin, he lifted his hips away, hovering over her instead.

Slowly, drawing in a deep breath, Brian took in the soft, subtle and feminine smell of the tiny girl, his lips now pressing against her throat as well. His fingers now sliding up and down her sides, his mind began to wander, remembering the teasing little glimpse of her black panties from before. So, while his tongue began to lap against her neck, followed by the soft scratching of his teeth over her skin, his hands began to slide farther south. Once they were placed over the curves of her hipbones, the pressure of his grip began to increase as a gentle moan rolled from his lips. The soft moan caused his lips to vibrate against her skin as he kissed it, teeth quickly, and rather hungrily following with a steadily growing bite as he pinched the skin carefully between it. Soon, his rough hold began to slide under the waistband of her sweats, thumbs hooking against them as he started to scoot it back down her thighs, the soft lace toying the nerves of his fingertips as he brushed them against her panties again.
 
Bianca’s breathing was shallow, her skin quivering with every touch, lick, and kiss. The moan that escaped her as her nipples grazed his chest echoed through the hallow room. The sensation causing her to wither beneath him subtly.

Licking her lips she watched his face as his blue eyes devoured her body. She whimpered pleadingly as his hands came to rest just below her bust. But, it was soon forgotten with the swivel of his hips, the jean clad form pressing into her intimately. Pleasure darkened her sapphire eyes, giving them a deeper, pooling look as they clouded over with lust. Her knee bent then, rubbing against his ribs as she dragged her leg back, a long silken caress of its length against his side.

She pushed against him with her hips, the apex of her thighs flexing against him despite the boundaries of material. Throwing her head back she bent her neck into his mouth, a moan forming into a delightful purr of pleasure as he slid down her body.

Lifting her hips she allowed the removal of her garments, aiding in the action by pulling her legs up again. With a fragile flick of her ankle she threw the forgotten garment haphazardly away from her flesh. Her naked legs whispered past him again, grazing his hips and sides as if to lure him upwards again as she half rose towards him slightly, her lips moist and waiting.

The black lace clung to her form, silken to the touch by the wetness collecting under them. She gave a soft sigh as she linked her hands into the belt loops of his jeans, tugging boldly as she ground her hips once more to him. It was evident she was a dancer by the way her hips lulled against him persistently. Her thumb traced around his navel, dipping with uncertainness below the clasped button of his jeans.

Bianca seemed to change her mind then, as she curled her fingers lightly around his wrist, pulling it towards her breast with a bit of frustration.
 
Brian couldn't help but grin as he leaned up to watch the dancer's flexible legs seem to toss the pants to the side effortlessly. He couldn't help himself as his fingers almost instantly slid up, his arm wrapping around her leg and placing his palm flat against the front of her thigh. Pinning the length of it to his shoulder, his fingers started to press into the skin a little more before sliding slowly up to her knee. As his hips pressed forward a bit more, he turned his lips towards her petite foot, pressing them softly against the ankle bone as he did. Sucking just softly on the skin, his hand quickly slid around to the back of her knee, nails curling in the gently drag over her calf until reaching her heel and pressing his thumb against the sole of it softly.

Taking in a deep breath, he couldn't help but smirk again, tilting his head to the side as he began to peck gently down her calf. As his fingers gently began to slide down once more, seeming to analyze ever last inch of those gorgeous legs that seemed to have the ability to make every man in the city crawl on hands and knees for her every desire. Slowly though, he'd let her lower it back down to the bed. When he began to see her starting to grow rather frustrated with the slow tease though, he couldn't help but grin again.

As her hands pulled his open up towards those cute little breasts, he eagerly opened up his palm to carefully take the soft little mound into his strong hands. Rolling his fingers over the pert pink bud of her nipple, he began to gently flicker over it, catching it between his thumb and index for a brief moment as he pinched and tugged the skin back with increasing aggression. Licking his lips softly he was soon distracted by the tug of her hands on his belt loops, and with another devious grin, began to slide his free hand down to help the girl out. Unbuttoning and unzipping the front of his jeans as best he could as he lifted his hips from hers to begin to wiggle out. Finally, he managed to feel it slide off from around his ankles as he kicked it to the floor. His boxer briefs now the only thing separating her skin from the rather lengthy shaft just beneath the tight fabric. The outline of his cock just visible through the straining fabric, pushing forward and almost begging to break free as his attention began to again turn back towards the girls breasts, cupping both his hands around them now as he smiled softly, pinching and teasing the hardening nipples as his eyes devoured her body, burning full of desire.
 
Bianca forgot her need to kiss him as his firm hands played over her smooth legs. Her toes curling under the solid pressure of his thumb that pressed into her heel. With a soft murmur of delight she wrapped her other leg about him, her thigh tightening around him as her center crashed to his. Her hips rotated in small circles against him before jerking at the feel of his hand upon her breast.

A heavenly moan escaped her, relief flooding though her limbs as he quenched the ache that had built in her chest. The delicate woman pressed into him again, the lean muscle mass of her build aiding in her adventure as she increased the friction of their hips with uncontrolled movements.

She panted quietly, soft groans passing her lips as his fingers played across her nipples. Biting her lower lip she breathed a sigh as he teased the rosy bud. Fiery tendrils of sensation curled from her sensitive breasts to her hips before settling within her stomach; a deep pressure of need building within her. Bianca registered briefly that he was grinning at her, seemingly in control of the situation as she withered untutored beneath him.

Taking a moment to catch her breath she watched as he removed his pants, her eyes transfixed upon his hips until his hand returned to her breast once again. A rush of pleasure caught in her throat, “Mmmm-un’ came the broken moan as she brushed her fingers from his shoulders to his biceps. Her fingers dug into his flesh, alternatively brushing gently down his arm before scraping over his chest. Her nails lightly dragged over his nipples until her palms came to rest on his hipbones.

The dampness of her thighs and center rubbed deliciously against him before she hooked her thumbs into her own panties. Curling one leg past him she struggled to escape the confines of the lingerie, her knee pressing into her own shoulder as she tried to slip the lace down one leg. The movement shifted her hips against his once more into a new angle as she looked from beneath her brows at him.
 
Brian's fingers began to massage harder, getting more anxious as he watched the girl starting to crumble beneath him, seeming to break down with each touch. However, as soon as he felt her soft hands crawl over his own body, her nails raking down over the cut and tone chest and leaving those subtle, pink trails across the skin, he realized she had just as much control as he did. No matter what happened, he needed her, desired her more than anything he'd ever wanted in his entire life.

Taking in a deep breath, he quickly shifted his hips back as he watched the girl start to frantically pull the panties down from her legs. Her effortless flexibility only increasing the arousal as he leaned back to just watch for a moment, his eyes unable to help himself though as he watched her slowly begin to peel the black lingerie from her hips. His fingers, almost instinctively, began to trail down her bare legs again, sliding higher and higher before he could even stop himself. Before she could even free the panties from her ankle, his fingers had found their way deep between our thighs, softly pressing against the moist mound between them.

His eyes quickly rose up to meet hers, eager to see the girls reaction as his middle finger quickly slid up her slit, bumping to firm nub of her clit softly as he felt the moisture clinging to the skin. As he felt her warmth continue to grow, he couldn't help himself as he brought his damp finger up to his lips, eager to taste the girl as he wrapped his own lips softly around the tip. A low, satisfied moan quickly rolled from his throat, his eyes closing as the strong, heavenly taste seemed to shoot off sensations that he'd never felt before. With a soft gasp, he pulled it back from his lips with a devious grin quickly taking it's place. "Bianca... I've never wanted anything more than you... I need you," he whispered as he leaned back down once more, his fingers slowly drifting down his waist as he hooked them under the waistband of his briefs and began to slowly inch them down until his rock hard cock sprang free, bouncing into the open air as he slithered free and was finally naked before the angel next to him.
 
Bianca had the decency to glare at him as he merely gazed at her struggle. She arched her leg more trying to relieve herself of the now cumbersome undergarment. Her legs were stretched about him when he brushed that first touch across her moist center. Her eyes widened in surprise before her legs tensed, her knees pressing the outside of his shoulders as his finger collided with her swollen clit. She gave a loud moan watching his finger enter his own mouth. Her eyes traveled back towards their hips, a rather comical, confused expression passing over her features.

With a soft sigh of befuddlement and pleasure she tilted her head towards him, “Then have me.” Her voice was like honey, thick and sweet with lust. As he removed the final article of material she took the opportunity to remove hers, flinging it into a dark corner.

When Bianca’s eyes finally turned towards Brian again she tensed, her body screaming in hunger as her mind swore with an edge of fear. Her legs curled hesitantly around his side, seeming suddenly awkward in their place upon his naked hips.
 
As the boy finally turned back to face the small girl, he couldn't help but notice her sudden apprehension at the combined sight of his naked body with her own. Smiling softly, he carefully moved himself to her side, his fingers dancing once again over her soft stomach. Soon though, he'd bring his arms around her body, pulling her lithe features up into his arms and curling her into his chest, almost protectively. "I promise, I won't do anything to hurt you, you're safe here..." he whispered against her cheek before he'd bring his lips to hers once more. The gentle kiss was softer, more passionate than before, and although brief, seemed to say everything he wished he could have formulated into words.

Pulling away, he began to lower her back to the sheets, draping his body over hers as he let their skin press together tightly. His eyes never leaving hers though as he tried to reassure her, his fingers brushing against her cheek gently as he pushed a few strands of stray hair behind her ear again. "Don't be afraid..." he whispered one more time as he let his fingers run down over her stomach and dipping once more between her thighs. As he laid above her, his firm shaft was now pinned against her thigh, rubbing against his own as he rolled his hips forward softly.. Grinding ever so softly, allowing her to become comfortable with the thoughts of it first, he let his fingers begin to gently tease over her clit once more. Catching the little swollen bump between his middle and index finger, he began a gentle, circular motion as he felt the moisture again clinging to his skin. It was all he could do to hold back just a bit more, but he wouldn't do this unless she was ready. She was the definition of perfection in his mind, and the risk of hurting her overpowered his desire for just a moment as he began to slide his fingers just a bit lower.
 
Bianca remained quiet as he cradled her protectively, his much larger body making her feel sheltered. Her stroking fingers along the crease of his spine the only indication that she had heard him. As he pulled away from her lips she focused her eyes on him, sapphire softness never wavering in her expectations.

Enjoying the way his body pressed against her she bowed her body once more, her back arching her breasts into his chest. The gentleness of his touch startled her; a rather drastic change from the aggressive touches moments before. Sucking in a trembling breath she held it as his hand traveled over her quivering abdomen to her moist heat. Her thighs pressed against his erection, the soft skin sliding against his hardness creating a light, teasing friction.

She gave a hallowed gasp, expelling the breath she was holding as he rolled his hips against her; their hip bones bumping briefly. Bianca tensed in shock as his fingers whispered over her clit, the sensation new and explosive. Her cunny trembled as he began to play over her sensitive bud.

Her hips jerked sharply into his touch, bumping the swollen nub roughly into his fingers before he caught it between the talented digits. “Ah!” she whimpered softly under his ministrations. Her nerves were sensitive and acute under the pressure of his fingers as he rolled the bundle of nerves. “O-ohh” she sighed brokenly, ripples of pleasure coursing through her withering form. Her body tensed and relaxed as her nails bit into his biceps.

Her head lulled to the side as her neck matched the dramatic bend of her back. Bianca’s hips flexed and bucked against each caress uncontrollably as small shattering sighs and moans caught in her throat. “Mm-I..” confusion clouded her thoughts as she looked towards him, her brows furrowed in an attempt to concentrate through the waves of sensation. “Ah! Mm ..Ple…--Ohh!”
 
Brian smiled as he ran his fingers softly up and down the girls moist little cunny, the growing heat urging him on as he'd curl his middle finger, gently dipping it into her tight virgin hole for just the briefest of moments. Once he finally heard that soft little cry, beckoning him forward or so it seemed, he drew his fingers back once more, softly lapping at the tips of his fingers just a bit.

Taking in a deep breath, his hand gently ran down his own stomach before it would softly grab the base of his still firm cock, and gently drug it up her thigh, pressing the head ever so softly to her moist slit. He could feel her warmth transmitting to his length, the blood flow making his head spin ever so slightly as he glanced into her eyes once more. Smiling just a bit, he adjusted his hips, squaring them in line with hers as the length continued to grind against her just a bit.

"You ready?" he asked with a soft smile, bracing himself above her with one arm as the other would drag over her forehead, brushing the hair back to the side just a bit more. He wanted to take her then and there, but he knew again, that she was more than just something he desired. Leaning in, Brian softly nuzzled his nose once more to hers, his lips pecking briefly to her lips as he realigned himself once more, pushing just enough so that the very tip of his head began to edge between her sweet swollen lips, parting them just a bit as he looked back into her eyes.
 
Bianca lurched towards him as his finger curled within her, her core tightening around the intrusion with a vice like grip. Her pupils expanded as he pressed that long nimble finger within her, her legs spreading tp accommodate him; welcome him. She gasped sporadically as each knuckle pressed into her before withdrawing pleasurably. With labored breathing she watched the seduction of his tongue dancing across his finger. A spiral of pleasure hitting her as she realized he enjoyed her taste.

As he loomed above her she took the opportunity to latch onto him, her ankles hooking around his waist as her fingers slid from the nape of his neck to his back. The sensation of his skin under her nails exhilarated her as she smoothed them down his spine teasingly.

Feeling the pressure between her legs she whimpered, her hands lingering over his hips where her long legs clung to him. Not fully understanding the situation in her pleasure ridden mind she bucked her hips against him, causing a fair fraction of his length to slid within her.

Her tight cunny convulsed against his size as she bucked in surprise, “Ah!” Her eyes filled up with unshed tears as pain coursed through her, the pleasurable throbbing turning into a stabbing of pain as her core pulsed around him. Bianca’s legs loosened then, her heels digging into his hips as she tried dislodge his shaft from inside her.

“Brian!” at first in the haze of passion it could have been mistaken for her troubled pleas. But as the heavy, sound footsteps paused at the door frame followed by the rattling of the doorknob the situation cascaded down on the pair. “BRIAN! Get out here, now!” the man called urgently from behind the secured door. “We found Jack stabbed. He was attacked during his rounds on 14th st.” The man called again, “BRIAN- there’s also movement on the cameras.”
 
Brian's arm wrapped around the girl's back when she felt her hips thrust forward, the warmth of her body briefly holding onto his own as he felt the head dip inside. Feeling her almost immediate reaction to pull back though, he bit his lip softly as he pressed his lips to hers, trying to take away the rather obvious pain as he felt just the slightest warmth of her virginity beginning to trickle down the length. As he wrapped her up in his arms, his world was soon shattered by the sudden pounding on the door.

Brian's eyes snapped open as he heard the voice, the words slowly sorting themselves out in his head as he tried to silence the pleasure of the situation for just a moment. When he finally was able to comprehend just exactly what was happening though, his body snapped back as he pulled what length had been inside her back into the cool air. Looking into her eyes, his own having returned almost immediately the the icy blue calm they had been before, he slid his fingers down her arms just a bit as he tried to realize what it was he wanted to say.

"I'm... sorry... I'm so sorry. I have to go..." he said as he pushed himself off the bed quickly, scrambling for his clothes as he began to pick them up piece by piece. As he wandered around the room, slipping back into them quickly, the sudden realization that she herself wasn't safe crept into his mind too. Picking up the pieces of clothes she herself had shed, he tossed them at her as he bit his lip. The thought that she must have been more than confused herself never seemed to enter into his own mind. "We need to move you. Just get dressed... I promise you'll be safe, and I'll be back in just a moment... Don't leave this room with anyone but me." he said as he pulled the shirt back over his head, pushing his arms up through it before straightening it out and reaching for the door as he slipped into the hallway.
 
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