Thread: Halloween on a Haunted Hill [Lady Grimoire x Acitar]

It was interesting to watch the boy tremble, and lose his train of thought with a mere motion of her hand. Sylvia chalked it up to an understatement of how good it had felt previously, but her rampant curiosity was quickly turning her mind in other directions drawing a lick across her lips as she awaited his further acknowledgement of the terms she had set. Her grip remained light, lightened even, perhaps, in the few moments he hesitated, and considered the validity of her word. Even as those hands slid into her clothing, she waited. Directly against the flesh of her form, those hands felt even more delightful. As of yet her body lacked any real reaction to the stimuli, so her nipples weren't peaked but it wasn't like they weren't present, nor hard to find. It was only a few seconds after he had truly started that her grip on his member suddenly tightened, and once more resumed sliding up, and down the shaft. Back, and forth, with long, slow strokes, all the way to the tip, and back down to the very base. It took a few for her to notice the excess reaction at the tip, but once she did, she gave a little twist of her hand on it each time she reached it before moving back down. I like that, but it would be rather more interesting should you devise a different approach. You have allowed me to feel this already, can you not do anything more? she questioned of him, though she was quickly coming to realise he seemed to respond better to commands, than questions or requests. I shall provide an example of what I mean in attempting something... different. With seemingly not a care given as to how far her attention may have pushed him, once more, just like a moment ago, her hand drew away, only this time, she used both her hands to remove Miles' own from her top. There was some faint noises nearby as Sylvia lowered herself down, first to a crouch, but she found that uncomfortable so shifted onto her knees. As she shifted and moved the fabric of his clothing, the noise--footsteps on the grass--grew louder before a voice called out Heyyyyy... where areeee youuuu? A girl's voice, a kind of valley girl style, with a drunken slur to it. Both her and Miles were shifted a little out of view around the tree, so even as she approached they hadn't been noticed. That was unless Miles was too loud. Sylvia continued regardless without a care for the potential onlooker. Through that opening she tore, she fished out what she had held a moment ago. She pushed the fabric down his length until he was entirely exposed to the night air, each and every erect inch. Just as she did, the drunk girl who called stumbled passed the tree, still not having noticed them, but she now wasn't more than ten feet away with her back turned toward them. One little noise and she'd likely spin around to see what the pair was doing. Although this time, stopping her wasn't exactly in the cards--even if Miles tried, Sylvia didn't, even if his hands tried their hardest to push back and keep her head from leaning in. Keep her tongue, which slipped passed her lips, from getting closer. There was little he could do but enjoy the feel of her tongue as she licked across the tip, and then circled the head of his member. A tongue long enough that it almost encircled the entire tip before retracting. The entity's face, however, had a look of mild disappointment. It hadn't seem to have tasted, just yet, much more different than other places she had tried, yet she saw this quite often elsewhere in the party as well--especially on the second floor. Others taking to it with quite a degree of enthusiasm. Perhaps she was doing something incorrectly? That thought, coupled with her curiosity and desired to explore quickly saw her tongue returning. She licked back and forth, up and down, all around, focusing entirely on the very tip which she had observed drawing greater reactions from Miles a moment ago. Refining, practicing her... technique based on what seemed to garner the most reaction, be it movement, or noises.