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Captivated(Raziel99+Anjeru)

Julien was letting his normally vigilant guard down, his eyes closing slightly as she nuzzled up against him. His mind was going to thoughts, impure thoughts that were usually unlike him. But the darling next to him sharing the blanket with him was seducing him, he knew it. And yet he let it happen, holding her to his body, hers soft and comforting compared to his hard and muscular one. And still, his dreams of them in passion in front of the fireplace dwelled on the edge of his mind. When would they leave?

He could feel her shiver, and he pulled the blankets around them tighter, pulling her closer to his body. He knew he was obvious to her below the blanket, his hard length standing up and tenting him now that it didn't have his arm pushing it down. He could have sworn that once or twice she knocked into it, and he had to stop a soft sound come out when the fabric of his pants rubbed against his length. What was wrong with him?
 
She was getting to him, she could tell now, but she wasn't coming off as innocent as she normally would have. Her seductive techniques usually didn't take more than one night to come through, yet it was all the more alluring to her that she hadn't succeded the first night. It was almost as if she were striving for something that was unattainable which only made the hunt all the more exciting. She sighed softly, innocently enough, the breath falling against his neck as she cuddled up to his side for 'warmth'.

Rebecca could catch the after thought of his dreams as the hovered at the edge of his vision. Her hand idly caressed his chest as she laid there with him, lightly at first, then daringly striding further up and further down, before her hand ceased and rested at his hip. "How was your trip up here?" she asked innocently, her mouth still ever so close to his neck, breath tickling from the slight distance.
 
She had to be teasing him, she had to be the reason for the strangeness of the last two nights. The dreams were unlike him, the uncertainty was unlike him. But her very presence was a tease to his body and mind, the ever so present thoughts of the dream with her floating and unable to dissipate in his mind. Her hand rubbing his chest sent a constant shock down his spine, making his length bounce against his pants as her slender fingers slowly stroked up and down over barely covered skin. It was all that he could do to stop himself from letting out a light groan as her hand traveled further and further down until her hand was at his hip. And the rain came down harder yet, pounding the top of the house for their attention, a few bolts of thunder flashing and lighting up the unseen sky.

"The trip was uneventful." He said, having to lick his lips because his mouth was so dry. "There were no creatures along the path I took, so it was only putting one foot in front of the other. But what about you? You got up here not too long after I did, you must have ran after me not long after I left."
 
Rebecca smiled softly at his words. "Yes, you could say that," she chuckled and leaned in, not giving him much time to think about how she had indeed traveled here. Her lips pressed to the side of his neck and her teeth gently tugged at the skin, her tongue following a slick path just after. Her hand pressed harder to his hip as she adjusted her limber form to press more fully against his side, her every curve felt along the side of his more muscular frame. She slid her leg across his lap, hooking her foot behind his opposite knee to pull him closer to her.

Her free hand slid up along his neck, to the back, before she gently trailed her nails back down. Her breasts pressed into his arm and partially into his chest as she continued to kiss and nip at his neck, soft noises of pleasure following just after to fall against his moistened neck. "Is it so bad that I decided to come pay you a visit, after all?" she inquired innocently, tugging again for a moment at the skin of his neck, careful to keep her fangs buried and unnoticed by him.
 
Oh god. Oh holy hell. She was doing such things that he knew that she wanted something, wanted him, knew that he was turned on by her and acting on it. Or was this some sort of heavenly dream, and he would wake up to a empty cabin with the rain beating hard and the fire dim in the hearth? It didn't matter, he knew that she knew his little secret, her leg was draped over him, pressed firmly against his length, his hips accidentally pressing forward so it was against her thigh. And the rest of her! Her whole slender form against his, mouth on his neck and breasts against his side, looking to almost pop out of her top! He did let out a groan then.

"N-no, it's not bad that you came here." He said, his last effort of holding back a groan as his head fell to his side, baring his neck to her teasing mouth. His arms went around her and pulled her over and closer, closing the last foot or two so she was actually straddling him, the only thing between the two of them being his loose pants and her bunched up skirt.
 
She chuckled softly as he closed the last bit of distance between them and pulled her across his lap. Her skirt was now bunched at her slim, yet athletic thighs, pale and ever so milky. "Mmm, good," she said against his neck. Her hands grasped his shoulders as she kissed her way up from his neck, teeth tugging and nipping as she went. She came to his jaw and nipped there as well before she found his lips. Her lashes fluttered down as she pressed hers against his, firmly at first, then more demanding. Her tongue flicked out to trace his lips, then found its way inside to taunt his own. Her hands didn't stay still either, however, and began to descend from his shoulders down his chest. Fine nails teased at his skin, even through the thin material of his shirt, as they descended on his body.

As she continued to kiss him, her hands eventually reached the material of his pants. One hand moved to cup the rigid length of his erection through the material. She made an appreciative sound into the kiss and moved her hand away to rub her pelvis down against his. The skirt had bunched up enough now that the material of it wasn't hindering her womanly flesh from grinding against him, the only material protecting her nothing but a thin scrap of fabric as undergarments. She moaned into his mouth, nipping his lip, her core already hot and wet, her underwear already damp from the little bit of play she had initiated with him.
 
His eyes were already closed as she was kissing and teasing her neck, his mind vaguely registering her lips moving until they were already upon his. He eagerly returned the kiss, deepening it, his lips opening to accept her tongue as his own moved forward to meet hers, dancing with it. His arms pulled her body closer, even as her hands teased against his chest. His mind no longer had a choice in what he was doing, it was all on instinct and need.

A soft moan escaped his lips as her hand cupped his hard length, mingling with her appreciative one. His hips rocked against her hand, then against her as she ground into him, another soft groan escaping his lips. He could feel her dampness even through the material they wore. His hands moved to his shirt, and he broke the kiss for half a moment as he pulled it off. But now it was his turn to tease, his hands going to the shoulder of her dress, pulling it down and revealing the soft skin of her breasts. He kissed her, deeper than before, more meaningful, as his hands cupped them, teasing the already stiff peaks, enjoying the feel of the soft skin that teased him moments before.
 
Rebecca could appreciate a well endowed male body when one was presented to her and my, as Julian revealed his upper body to her by pulling off his shirt, appreciate him she did. Though, she didn't have much time to ogle him before he took his turn to feast upon her, pulling the straps off of her shoulders, lowering the front of her dress enough for her breasts to spill out. Two milky white, full globes came into view, tipped with rose pink, now stiff, nipples. She moaned into his mouth as he began to devour her more thorough-ally, his lips and tongue consuming her in a heated passion.

Her back arched up in appreciation as he began to play at her breasts, teasing the ever so sensitive orbs, pulling and teasing at the already hyper sensitive tips. Her tongue stroked against his own even as whimpers and moans of pleasure fell from her mouth into his own. Her hands roamed freely upon his chest and even, at times, tease his own nipples before lightly scratching the skin there. She found her hands wondering lower again and her breathing ever so intensified as the roaring fire of their passion began to roar even hotter. She had come here to claim him, to seduce him, to consume him, yet it seemed to all be happening in the complete opposite way that she had intended. It had been too long since a man had been able to unsteady her with passion.
 
The moans and groans that escaped her lips against his sent a sweet shiver down his spine that pulled his own groans to his lips. He was moving his hips, pushing up against her core even as his own felt like steel, hard and thick enough that his pants were tight on him, near the point of threatening to burst open from what they were containing from her. Not that he had anything against it. He already had her sweet body nearly fully exposed to him, open and aching for the same need that he had, a need that had to be fulfilled at all costs.

Her fingers were playing along his chest, more shivers going through him, especially at the scratches downward, her hands traveling to his pants once more. She seemed reluctant to remove them herself, and he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he was far past that point of return. His hands left the soft mounds that he was teasing with such ferocity, to quickly push his pants off, wiggling them past his knees and further, then kicking them off. The wiggling pushed his hard, now bare, length against her barely covered core, another soft gasp escaping his lips against hers.
 
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