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Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

Though she might not have been able to see it, a smile formed on Mark's lips as he finally got the answer to a question posed in his mind earlier that night, what exactly would a girl like Kate wear beneath her dress. The answer did not disappoint in the slightest. On the contrary, it only served to add to the excitement quickly building inside of him. An excitement he had not felt in quite a while. Don't worry, you're giving far more in return than you could possibly imagine. Mark said as his gaze found the black fabric covering her most private area. Now a new question formed in his mind, curiosity building swiftly as he wondered just what he'd find beneath that new barrier. Clean shaven perhaps? Letting go of his firm hold at her hands, Mark shifted and moved as he positioned himself to better facilitate what he was about to do. Slowly, he learned in, hovering inches from the laced fabric as he landed a single kiss on her still covered bud, a taste of what's to come. Then again, and again after that he kissed the outside of her thong, pressing his lips against the floral design of her black thong, kissing and nibbling away at her sensitive little button. So tell me, Kate. How does it feel, not being in control anymore? He asked, teasing her further by forcing her to speak while he himself continued to tease away between her warm, soft thighs. With a trained touch, the male gripped at the edges of the black fabric and began to pull it down, revealing the naked, beautiful flesh hidden underneath with lips still hovering just inches from his prize. Gently, he'd brush his lips against her own down there, tracing the edges of her beautiful flower up and down, over and over again, building anticipation for what lay ahead. And as one hand began to slide up the inside of her dress, caressing the exposed skin of her stomach, the other joined in on the gentle teasing between her legs. Caressing and, at times, tickling away at the soft, warm skin. You like it, don't you? You didn't know you would, but you do. The feeling of helplessness, the feeling of being at someone else mercy. The feeling of not even being in control of how your body reacts. he asked as he traced the tip of a finger between her warm folds, trying to gauge her excitement, see if it matched his. Blood was rushing through his own body at the mere thought of where this might go. His large, marble-like form quickly growing in temperature as excitement began to build. She wouldn't know, not yet anyway, but Mark was already hard, ready for the next stage. However tonight was not about him, not directly. Tonight, Mark wanted to show her a good time, to make this night, hers. A special night, as he promised, a night to be remembered. A night, that would hopefully make Kate crave more, much more. That was his plan, anyway, to build an appetite, a need inside of her that only he could fulfill. He wasn't going to make her beg, that was not his way, no. But he was going to make her want more.
Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

There was an incredible delight in knowing that she was pleasing Mark without even moving, really. He was the one doing the pleasuring, yet he seemed to find it just as pleasurable watching her beneath him, or so she assumed. Kate kept her body smooth like silk, free of hair and moisturised on a regular basis, meaning her skin was as soft that it could possibly be. It was surprising to her that he released her hands, yet she kept them in place as he began to shift slightly on the couch, which she assumed through feeling movement between her legs. He was clearly upping the stakes, and she was in awe of how much sensitive her body had become to his movements, his warmth every single moment passing by only extended her excitement. A soft groan of pleasure escaped her lips the moment she felt his lips press against the lace material, her hips already slightly tiling up in clear agreement of his actions. Her breathing became somewhat halted, a slight inhale of breath as she felt his lips toy with the sensitive bud beneath the black lace. More pleasurable than I expected, It was clear that as she was speaking, her voice was almost breaking. It was hard for her to attempt to control her tone while she could feel the warmth from his lips caressing a rather sensitive spot. The female was certain she was going to implode, the pleasure was building so intensely, every mere touch had her body shuddering with need. An unmonitored whimper of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt the warmth of his lips pressed against her bare skin, the heat that radiated from her clearly hinted her desire. Not to mention the slickness that had already been forming since the car. I love it, Her tone was almost pleading as she felt his finger slip into her folds, testing her readiness it seemed. Although, once hed felt the silk like fluid building within her, she was sure hed know just how ready she was. Even her abdomen was clenching with need, her tight, restrictive sheath was hot with desire for him to fill every inch of her. The woman was feeling such bliss that she barely managed to notice the small kisses around her centre, or the hand that had snuck under her dress and onto her stomach. All you would have had to do was tell me what you wanted to do to me and I would have been all yours. It had been so long since a man had truly focused on her pleasure without asking for something in return. Mark was giving her so much care, and it didnt go unnoticed. He was satisfying her needs, and giving her what she so badly craved. It was hard to believe he knew just how to give her that. I want more, The words slipped from her lips without much thought. She wasnt implying that he should he hurry up, more that he secure his position of authority over her this was his pacing, after all, and she had a feeling hed remind her of that.
Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

It pleased the large form to know just how eager his partner was for him to be inside of her, it was... refreshing even. Though for a moment he did wonder what sort of woman Kate really was, maybe she just played the innocent while in fact being an even bigger sexual deviant than Mark. The thought, at least, amused him. To say he didn't mirror her eagerness and desire, would be a lie. And as much as he genuinely wanted to just thrust himself as deep as he physically could and perhaps even deeper than that. The rich businessman contained himself, so much so, that when the young woman's hands began to roam once more, he had been forced to take hold of them yet again, and move them aside with a firm No. Not yet. his tone similar to that of a scolding parent. He would not permit her to feel his large girth just yet, at least not more than just a quick touch, a taste of what to expect. He would take her, hard. But not yet, not if he had his way. Instead, Mark pressed the palm of one of his large hands against her exposed sex, cupping her fully. The feeling of her leaking moistness coating his hand, though he didn't mind one bit. You will rest, when I allow it and not before. Mark's tone wasn't threatening nor menacing. Just firm, the sort of tone that left little to be argued against, try as one might. Slowly, one of his thick fingers began to press against the females moist folds, parting them just enough to allow him entry into her warm depths. The feeling of her wetness coating him caused a pleasure filled sigh to leave the large figure. Soon, he'd feel her tightness envelop him, but not yet. Instead, his free hand traveled up her back, brushing and caressing affectionately against her naked skin while working the knot that kept his tie in place around her eyes, he had other plans of the red velvet. I'm going to slowly remove your blindfold, Kate. I want to look into your eyes as I fuck you. Again his voice had been carefully chosen, not to be vulgar or crass, but it was the best word to describe what he was going to do. Some other time perhaps, she'd feel his loving and tender touch as they made love. Another day, perhaps, she'd feel his attentive caress as they had passionate sex. But not tonight, she had asked who he was, this was the person Mark was. A man who knew exactly what he wanted, how he wanted it and when. And more importantly, wasn't afraid to take it when it presented itself. With a deft snap of his fingers, the red velvet slid down the womans face before resting idly around her neck. Using only one hand, and without looking, I want you to unbuckle my belt fully and retrieve what you so desperately crave. Mark ordered as the finger resting deep inside of her warm, wet softness slowly slid back out of her again, leaving room for something much thicker and much longer to replace it shortly.
Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

Mark followed her every move carefully, his blue orbs watching Kate closely for any signs of misbehaving, ready to intervene should the female become too eager for something he was not ready to give. I promise you this, miss Harrow. He said as he reached forward with a hand and swept a few stray strands of hair back behind her ear, gently caressing her cheek as he did. I will do everything in my power to take care of you. Mark continued as he learned in over the bend over form before him. You deserve as much. His words had been earnest, though it wasn't love, or was it? He wasn't sure, though all he did know was that Kate had left a whole inside of him when he first met her. And right now that void had been filled with a sensation that was new to him. And Mark disliked it, not being in full control. It was then, that the warm orange glow of the fireplace was drowned out by a bright white flash coming from outside. It made the alpha male pause, grow absent even as the hands that had once been caressing the beautifule females soft skin paused and simply rested there. Where he was slowly kissing his way across her soft, silky skin, his lips were now resting against it as he counted. 'One, one thousand. Two, one thousand' and there it was, the loud, thunderous boom of what always followed. For those two long seconds, Mark was someplace else, gone was the attentive touch of the control freak, gone was the loving caress of a lover in paradise. Replaced by a scared child. It was hard to tell, just by looking at him. His body instantly dropped in temperature and his breathing became labored as anxiety kicked in. It had always been one of the few things that could throw the otherwise dominant and self-controlled male off. Not the loud noises coming from the thunder, but what always came before the thunder, Lightning . Determined to not let it ruin the night, Mark took a deep breath, collecting himself. His once resting hand resumed it's affectionate caressing and his lips went back to giving Kate's neck the attention it deserved. Deep down, he hoped, prayed even, that the woman bend over before him had been too occupied with something else to notice his momentary loss of control. However try as he might, the evidence of his absentness was piling up around him as the throbbing length that had given the female pause, had softened a bit, still making it a sight to behold, just more, manageable. Taking another deep breath, Mark straigthened himself again and placed one hand ontop of hers, grasping it tightly almost as reassurance, though it was hard to tell if it was for her, or himself. I'm sorry, I.. I need a moment. He said, reaching over with his free hand and rubbed his temples. His voice had lost the almost overpowering amount of authority and control it once held, replaced by a hint of regret of a more timid tone. It was still Mark, no doubt about it. Even to those who only listened and didn't look, could tell it was him. However something was off, the edge had been rounded off some and it showed in his tone.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

Lillith was unaware that not too far away, a conversation was taking place that interested her. Her ears were ringing. Her right ear which meant that someone was talking favorably about her. She usually didn't pay too close attention to the omens that were given to her. If something came of it, she would always shrug it off and say well that was that. She was raised in and out of foster care. No one cared much for her company because whenever she got moved to a home, someone in it always died. One old lady from Romania always told her that she would be doomed to wonder the world as a banshee. Whoever she talked to would surely die. Lillith chuckled remembering the old Romanian woman. She was a riot. Always inviting Lillith in for some tea and cookies. So odd. If Lillith truly was some other worldly creature that brought omens of destruction, why would an old lady want to keep her around. Lillith once asked the lady this, but she shrugged and smiled saying, What is life without some danger? Lilith pulled her dark red, long tailed coat close and pulled her hood up as she continued through the cross walk. Her black hair was cut straight across her back. Her bangs fell in a severely straight line above her amber colored eyes, that she was told reminded people of an old story in which a molasses flood killed millions of people. She smiled sweetly, tried to fit in, but no matter where she went, people always gripped their children close and moved quickly away. So in time, Lillith learned that being alone was better anyway. Her earbuds played a violin song in her ears as she stared straight ahead. Her heeled boots making no sound on the pavement as she made it across the busy street. It was then she was aware she was being trailed. It was an odd sense. Like the hairs on her arms standing up. She looked to the man walking beside her and took him in. Taking full recollection of him. I got a photograph of you in my mind, and I am putting it on display, so if you follow me again, I will notice you. She said quietly in her mind. Walking into her favorite bookstore, she began to browse through the books. There was nothing she really needed, she just wanted to see if the man would follow her in. She would confront him if he did. She moved down into the travel section, a place she never went. Leaning down looking into a pile of books boasting of the best places to visit in southern Asia, she felt her medallions swing out of her black cotton shirt and swing back and forth on their woven cords. One was a blue stone scarab. The other was an all seeing eye that seemed to change colors day to day.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

El studied the pretty woman as they walked down the street taking notice in her looking over at him studying him as he was her. Could she see him he wondered as she walked into a bookstore. Pausing for a moment he contemplated how he was going to go about his next set of actions. Waiting until she rounded a bookshelf moving out of his sight as well as removing himself from hers if she could see him at all. Which should be impossible for a living human. Sure some animals, and those humans close to dying can see Deaths this girl should on all accounts be blind of him. Coming to a decision his cloak spun around him until it became no thicker than a sign post before melting into a pool of shadow on the ground. The shadow slipped under the bookstore door and quickly moved to conceal itself in the natural shadows of the store. It wasn't hard to find the girl, she was leaning over a stack of books in an attempt to be covert in watching for him, if it was him she was looking for. The shadow slithered behind her and from it El rose the cloak once again replaced with the black suit. Silent as death he leaned over her lowering his face to beside hers. Can you see me? He asked, his lips a few scant inches from the side of her head. If it wasn't him she was looking at on the street then she wouldn't be able to hear him either, but he was steadily growing in his belief that she could indeed both see and hear him. A fact that tugged hard at El's curiosity. Just who was this lovely lady of mystery. His eyes flicked down at the dangling charms around her neck and he got an odd feeling from them. Her soul showed no signs of being a witch, or any other supernatural, all of their souls shined in different colors, hers was just extremely bright and powerful.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

She leaned forward quietly waiting. She didn't see the shadow as it came in or materialized behind her. When the man spoke, Lilith screamed nearly jumping out of her skin and jumped into the bookshelf giving herself a pretty nasty hit on the head landing herself ass first on the ground in front of the man Turning she looked up at him holding her head. Ow, what the hell man?! Of course I can see you. Why are following me? And how the heck did you get in here? She groaned and stood up rubbing her head and looked at him all accusatory with those amber eyes that threatened to melt him under their stony presence and conserve him for all eternity for his transgressions.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

El simply stepped back when she screamed and jumped. Cocking an eyebrow as she banged her head and fell he looked down at her as she turned and glared at him as she spoke. Interesting. He said quietly meeting her heated gaze with his icy silver eyes. I am following you because you have caught my attention in several ways, a few of them quite astonishing in fact. He explained vaguely his reasons for following her. As for how I got in here I used the front door, just not the same way you did. Again he answered her vaguely. Taking a step closer to her he lowered his face to hers and looked her dead in the eyes. My question is how can you see me with my cloak on. You shouldn't be able to. He said before straightening up. Extending his hand to her he introduced himself. My name is Eldwynn, and yours? He asked waiting for her to accept his offered handshake and her name. His face was stoic giving away no hint of what was going on behind his silver eyes. A torrent of questions raced through his mind as he considered the lovely woman standing angrily before him. Who was this girl, how did she see him under the protection of his cloak, what were the charms on her necklaces and what did they do, why was her soul so bright, was she taken by someone. The last one caught El off guard slightly and he pushed it aside for later. He had other things to think about than the relationship status of this girl. If you don't mind I would like to talk with you in more detail somewhere there is less a chance of you being seen talking to yourself. He requested.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

She listened to him talk and put her earbuds into her pocket and watched him. She shook her head. No, I was watching the front door, and you didn't use the front door. She looked into his eyes. Unafraid and unapologetic. Her stance straightened and she watched him carefully. Look crazy guy, I can see you. I can see you because I have these things called eyeballs that are connected to these things called optic nerves that are connected to my brain. She then looked at his hand and then to him. Taking a breath, she extended her hand and took his hand. In a blink of an eye, she saw what he was, saw what he did. Not fully what he did, but saw a hint. It felt like ice cold water poured over her. She hid it quickly as she was used to doing when she touched her foster parents and saw how they were going to die. The invisible men and women who would come in and delicately take their souls from their bodies in the middle of the night. So this man was one of them. She looked at him. It was only a matter of time before she attracted the gaze of one. My name is Lillith, and yes, anywhere you feel comfortable. She said with a shrug.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

He really didn't like being called a liar to his face but what could he expect from a simple mortal. She may be able to see him but that ment nothing since he took the shape of a shadow to enter. El just blinked at her sarcastic remarks and insults to his sanity, he actually liked her attitude, and the fact that she was showing no fear in the face of a complete stranger that could make his way behind her unseen. When she took his hand he felt a jolt, almost like a static shock in his palm and the flash of realization that crossed her face before she hid it. It's a pleasure to finally meet you Lillith, I've been watching you for a while now. He said finally breaking his stoic expression with a tight smile. Letting her hand fall from his he turned and started out of the door. Follow me please. He said walking out of the book store gaining a puzzled look from the person behind the counter as the non automatic door opened itself for the pretty young lady. Once she was outside with him El turned quickly on her and wrapped his arm around her waist. Hold tight. He said as his clothing reformed into the the cloak that flared around them both. In the next instant El had Lillith's feet off the ground and they were rocketing up the side of the building in a flurry of black cloth. Once on the roof they sped across and up several buildings before coming to a stop on the roof of a thirty story high riser. There should be no prying ears here. He said as his cloak settled down and retook the form of his usual clothing. As you have probably guessed I am not human. I am a Death, and I have been watching you, there are several somethings about you that have caught my attention and I am here to offer you a job. He said watching her intently, measuring her reactions.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

She shifted a bit at his kind demeanor. Looking around, she followed him out. When they were outside, she was about to say something sharp and witty when he took her waist. But then she gripped his shoulders and gasped. Yelping, she stepped away once he let her free. She looked around at the high rise and gripped a far away wall and swallowed shutting her eyes. She turned her face away as she tried to take even breaths. She didn't have many fears, but one in particular was a nasty fear of heights. She chuckled weakly and nodded. Yea...yea I figured that. When he said he was death. Alright. I am flattered. I have been...um. She swallowed griping the wall tightly of the high rise shivering feeling her legs tremble. Watching your kind come and go quite frequently. Um...thanks for that. She ran a hand through her long black hair. Oh and by the way, thanks for placing the blame on me all those times. She swallowed feeling sick every time she ventured to open her eyes. She groaned a bit.
Thread: Courting Death (Song and Khaos)

Eldwynn instantly saw she was terrified of heights and he smirked internally. So maybe this wasn't the best of places to take her for his 'interview' but it would have to work. He listened to her shaky explanation on how she had seen several of his kind doing their work. I apologize for any inconveniences we may have caused you while doing our duties, but I assure you there was no malicious intent in what they did. As for the shifting the blame onto you we have nothing to do with that, that was just human nature and superstition. Seeing her discomfort growing he decided to speed up the process. You are the first mortal who isn't on their deathbed that has the ability to see us in nearly seven hundred years, you also have the strongest soul have ever seen in my tenure as a Death, which spans nearly five hundred years, on top of all that there is still something about you that has caught my attention and I want to know what it is. In my time as a Death I have only recruited three into our ranks and I have trained none, so I'll make this sweet and simple so you can get off this building and back to solid ground, I want you to join us and I want to train you. Do you accept? He asked his silver eyes locked onto her face waiting for her answer, infinite patience on his face.