Thread: Third time's a charm! [Quin x Panda]

Wynter groaned as his lips suckled at her neck, her finger tips digging into him harder as she shut her eyes. Half of her wanted all these wonderful feelings to stop so she could tell him to get off of her. This wasn't right. She shouldn't be being intimate with someone she just met no more than an hour ago, tops. Then again, she was a corpse, and maybe it would be kind of fun. It sure felt better than anything else she had experienced in her life. Even as she thought about her conflicting emotions, her hand moved into his hair, not even noticing how disgusting it truly was. She needed him closer in a primal way, and when he pulled away from her skin, she whined slightly, listening to his voice as she pressed her hips harder into his length. She could feel it prominently between her legs, where the tip of it was pressing against her, and the more she could feel, the more she wanted to feel even more of it. God damn it, she liked it! And as repulsive as he was, she was just going to have to let him make her feel good, for fear that no one else would now that she was dead. The red head gasped as she was lifted from his lap, the woman clutching him harder as she finally spoke. Don't stop yet She whimpered, her voice finally betraying her thoughts. She knew he'd won, and by this point, she didn't really care. As long as he didn't let all of the wonderful buildup go to waste. However, he dropped her before she could react, the small thing bouncing onto the couch as she looked up at him with a confused stare. However, soon enough her attention was on all the moving furniture. One second, her legs were being pushed apart by an animated couch, the next it was reclining her. All the while, her hands were being bound and pulled away from her, making her back arch as she looked up at him slightly nervously. What are you doing? She asked, staring at him as he walked over to her. She swallowed hard, her eyes wide as she noticed his erection and looked back up at him. As his finger touched her chest, she gasped and pressed up into his touch, the girl practically melting into the couch at the feeling. However, his hand on her sex made her pull against the restraints slightly, moaning happily as she tried to get him to rub at her more. Wynter wanted to speak again and tell him how terrible waiting was, but at the way he knelt between her legs, she knew she wouldn't have to wait long for whatever he was going to do. She stared at him intently, slowly lifting her hips up slightly to help him get her panties down. Again, she felt that catholic guilt eating away at her for what she was about to do, but she shoved it out of her head, not allowing it to ruin what happened next. The second his tongue touched her now bare slit, she whimpered loudly, her eyes shutting tightly as she bit her lip. His tongue felt perfect against her sex, and she rather liked how cold it felt. As he licked her all over, she started to get impatient, struggling more and more against the restraints as her moans grew more frequent. However, once his tongue hit her sweet spot, she gasped and sat up slightly, begging as she struggled against them. Let me go.. I need. to grab you. She murmured desperately, wanting nothing more than to shove her fingers into his disgusting, matted hair and hold him closer to her desperate, sex starved body.