Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

She noticed and pulled away quickly, "I-I'm sorry, oh my gosh!"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He shook his head. "N-No, i-it's fine..~" he said. "Wh-What.. made you think about under the table..? F-Flashback or..?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She became embarrassed, "U-Um...it was...just a wild idea that came to me... risque and such..." In truth, she had been wanting to know what he liked sexually, so whenever she heard him looking at porn she would peek at what he was looking at without him knowing.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded and grabbed at her soft hips with a low hiss. "I-I loved it..~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She blushed, his hands pushing up her dress slowly, "I-I'm...glad...~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved up and grabbed her thighs.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"M-Maybe we should...go to the bedroom?" She asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded and moved to stand up.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She slid out of his lap and took his hand, both of them feeling something familiar about the gesture, before she pulled him to the bedroom.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved with her, and pulled her into a kiss when they reached the room

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She kissed back happily, moaning lowly at the contact.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moaned lowly and continued, feeling his hands tremble a bit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moved and pushed him gently to sit on the bed, moving into his lap before pushing him to lie back, "Can I...um...can I try something...?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"O-Of course you can..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She became embarrassed before she shifted forward just a bit, reaching to slowly pull her dress up. She gave a noise of embarrassment when her dress caught on her tits for a second before she managed to finally peel it off over her head.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a low noise and ran his hands up her body slowly

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Th...That's it.." She muttered shyly.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I loved it..~" he said as he ran his hands up to her breasts.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She blushed, keeping her eyes down as he touched her. She was still really self conscious of her appearance, and she always worried her eyes would scare him if she made eye contact.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved his hands up, over her breasts and back down

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned softly, placing her hands over his, shifting gently with need.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved, his hand trailing under her chin. As the other gently moved over her side.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She tilted her head back and gave a weak noise, "I-I...you're still dressed, sweetie...sh-should I move...?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"M-Maybe, yeah..~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She nodded and wormed off him, "S-Sorry, I got ahead of myself.."