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Thread: Time To Wake Up (StormWolfsong & MysticSparxman)

Celia didn't know. That was the truth, she couldn't think and when Brandon asked her if she wanted to make this a regular thing she couldn't think of an answer, she didn't know. I... don't know... she breathed it, the pleasure was so much it was too hard to form a truly cohesive thought especially about something that was beyond this moment, beyond what she was feeling and doing right now. When his fingers began moving faster inside her she moaned, the pressure to her clit increasing had her trembling and she couldn't answer. Was it hard admitting she wanted to cum, yes. She was not this girl, this girl who used these words was being bad. Even though in a way it had felt freeing to say something that she normally didn't say. The increasing pace had the pressure in her lower stomach building harder, faster and her hips rising and falling in a mad rush to move with the penetrations, take his fingers deeper. She couldn't believe how wet she was, how much more wet she continued to become. Celia whimpered in pleasure when Brandon's lips wrapped around her nipple again, the added sensation causing her pussy to clench and she blushed bright red when Brandon stopped and looked at her. When she heard him tell her to take out his erection, she blushed brighter than before and bit her lip even as her pussy clenched again around his fingers. Her touching him had convinced him how badly she wanted to cum? It was a slow process for Celia, her hands shook and her body was a mass off sensation so taking his erection out of his pants and boxers took some time but when she held it in her hand, the texture was different than she expected. All the while she struggled to get his cock out, her hips had been going wild, she'd been moaning, gasping and arching against his mouth as he sucked on her breast. Wrapped around his bare cock as best as she could, Celia began tentative strokes though she lost her stride quite often as the pleasure built. She didn't need those last words of encouragement because just as he sucked on her earlobe she felt as though she exploded and screamed his name in her pleasure as she shuddered her body rippling. Her pussy clenched tight around his fingers, released, clenched and repeated over and over as she came. She was panting for breath, her head thrown back and her hand seemed to be matching the clenching of her pussy around his cock where she held him near the head. Her other hand was still bunched in the sheets beneath her. She'd felt it, her cum spill over his hand to touch her thighs and she knew it would be on the sheet beneath her. It felt amazing, she still felt so strangely needy and as the clenching of her pussy slowed, her curious exploration of Brandon's thick appendage began as she stroked him.
Thread: Time To Wake Up (StormWolfsong & MysticSparxman)

Celia was still trembling, her pussy still clenching even as his fingers slowed and thumb slowed. Even when he drew his fingers out, she whimpered missing the feeling of them, her hips moving toward them wanting the feeling them back inside her. She was still trying to calm her breathing as her hand started to stroke Brandon's cock now, exploring the hard rigid feel of it, the way the flesh felt as it moved in her hand. She watched him with wide eyes as he sucked on two of his fingers that had been in her and when he kissed her she could taste herself on his lips as she responded but the kiss was too brief. When he placed the third finger against her lips, tracing her lips she was intrigued and at his words, she tentatively lifted her head and closed her lips around his finger, slowly sucking on his finger like she would a lolipop, tasting herself. It was strange, such an odd taste but not an unpleasant taste at all. Her hand becoming a little more sure of herself began stroking Brandon a little faster as she sucked his finger before she released it and looked at him, still needing something but not understanding what it was. The promise that he would make her cum again later made her moan and her pussy clenched. When he said she could suck on his cock she blushed as she looked at it and then at him before saying softly, I don't think... I could fit much in my mouth it's so big Brandon.
Thread: Time To Wake Up (StormWolfsong & MysticSparxman)

When Brandon's finger left her mouth and trailed down her neck and over her breasts she arched, feeling so sensitive to every touch. She responded to the next kiss, a moan escaping her lips when his tongue ran over them. I... don't know, she blushed when she asked after how she liked tasting herself, It was... not as I expected it to be. She found herself feeling quite pleased with herself when she heard the sounds that Brandon made as her hand stroked over his member. It felt empowering for the teen and she was emboldened when he complimented her. When he made mention of having his cock inside her she felt her pussy clench at the thought and she found herself moaning as she blushed, unable to admit that she was curious despite the fear of his size causing her pain. Her other curiosity won out and she shifted on the bed, watching Brandon as she slipped her tongue from her mouth and ran it over the tip of his erection nervously, the taste was so different from what she expected. Slowly, her mouth moved to draw in the head of his erection, her hand still stroking him as she was tentative, wanting to give back some of the pleasure Brandon had given her. She lowered her gaze and once more slid her mouth around the cock in her hand and curiously tried to fit as much as she could drawing him in and out of her mouth several times before she felt too self-conscious and stopped, drawing back to watch Brandon's face as her hand stroked him even faster. It didn't feel comfortable with such a large thing in her mouth but to herself she wondered if it would become more comfortable over time. His comment on making her cum again made her squirm as she nodded, I... I would like that. I... don't want to go to school... She made her admission with a blush, her chest lifting toward Brandon's mouth. In truth she had forgotten all about school with his fingers inside her and the pleasure he had given her. Just the thought of having his fingers inside her again had her growing wet again.
Thread: Time To Wake Up (StormWolfsong & MysticSparxman)

Celia shook her head, her body shuddering as Brandons finger trailed over her skin, I dont know She responded softly when he asked her how she thought she would taste, a blush stained her cheeks as she felt herself heat from his touch. When he praised her for how she sucked on his erection, her blush was even brighter and she glanced down at the member that had been in her mouth, licking her lips without thinking about it. She liked the feel of his hands in her hair, but then his fingers again caressed her breasts and she arched into his touch. She moaned as his tongue flicked her nipple and when he pulled away from her breast, she whimpered missing the attention. However, when he asked her about liking the feeling she got when he made her cum, she nodded shyly, Yes I like how how it feels when you make me cum. His teasing made her yearn for more, she wanted his touch all over her body again, wanted his mouth on her. It was wrong, she still knew it was but now she wanted more. Her need, the hot desire was evident in her gaze as her hips moved trying to bring his touch closer to her pussy as he mentioned needing a good reason to let her stay home from school. Im I feel so hot and I dont think I could concentrate at school I might pass out if I have to move She shifted her hips, seeking his touch, Please, Brandon I need more more time I feel like like I have a fever She blushed again, her eyes wide as she breathed out, I want to cum again please I cant wait. I wont be able to focus thinking about it I know its wrong but I I want you to show me more Her hand reached down to wrap around his erection again, stroking him slowly as she had been before, even though she felt embarrassed over her admission, I want to feel your fingers and mouth on me
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Blake was holding the larger man below him with ease as he had his arm pulled back at a slightly painful angle while his gun was trained and unwavering on the female and male in front of him. Holding them in their spots he looked down at the man and narrowed his eyes on him. Attacking a Federal officer is a long...long time in jail Sir. Best remember that. He said as he stood up and holstered the weapon as well. He then looked around to the people as one of the larger men in his group held up a picture of Nathan Relic and started showing it around. Does anyone know this man? Does anyone happen to know his where he used to live? The larger dark skinned man asked as he looked at the people. Blake looked around as well but he kept coming back to the woman who was either on some serious drugs or just had him confused for someone else. Then again, she did know his name which was a bit unsettling as well. Miss. I don't know how you got my name but please take a seat. You too Sir. We'll be out of here as soon as we get some answers. He said as he pointed back to the pews she'd come out of. The man that had rushed him was crying and pointed at the picture. That's your uncle. Blake what the hell is wrong with you? You seriously don't remember us? Blake's dad wasn't the kind of man to cry, but he was now. Loosing a child was one thing. Having them around with no memory of you was ten times worse. The men in the group looked stunned then looked to Blake who was also stunned then shook his head as he looked at his men. Don't drink the water around here. Something tells me it's laced with something. Sir, I'd really appreciate it if you keep from spouting lies. I don't know who the hell you are and I think I'd know if I was related to the United States largest cult leader.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Caylin rushed to Blake's fathers side helping him sit up against the pew. He rubs his arm as she stand up looking at Blake. It was him, it had to be. But he was different, only hard. The Blake she loved never would have attacked his own father, or disgrace a church by bursting in like this. She stands tall not caring what he wanted. Blake Relic. The man you just threw to the floor was your own father, Matthew Relic. The man in the picture is Nathan Relic, a good man and a good soldier who went nuts after we were told you were dead. And you just pointed your gun Caylin Maddis aka the wrong fucking girl. Her voice is strong and steady as she stares him down, just like she used to when he was doing something stupid as a kid. She is terrified of the man who stands before her, the man who looks just like her Blake but cold as ice. Blake used to tell her that he loved her for her spunky nature, that no one ever crossed her. She doesnt care that all the men before her a a whole head taller than her. She wanted them gone, she would rather Blake be dead than standing like he was in front of her. Her blue eyes burning into him. I know Nathan, and what he has done isnt him. I don't know why he has done what he has but none of us have seen him in years. And if you talk to your father or anyone of us like we are crazy or less than you I will have your mamma beat you. Lincoln moves to Matthew's side, helping to his feet. Blake, man, what the hell is wrong with you? he asks looking at Matthew's arm that he cradles against him.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Blake looked at the little spitfire in front of him and raised an eyebrow as she spoke. He actually smirked as she threatened him then looked at the man she was talking about. Looking him up and down he then looked back at her and chuckled as he shook his head and walked away from her swirling his index finger next to his head and whistling. Two of his teammates chuckled and walked out with him. One of the men stayed and motioned to the back of his head then pointed to Blake. On the back of his neck was a deep scar and a few other peppered along his hair line and up into his hair. Shrapnel Miss. He lost all memory after that. I'm trying to help him remember...but the activity in his brain hurts him. So if you want him to remember...it's going to take some work. He said as he looked at her and gave her an apologetic smile before jogging out after Blake and the others. When they all got outside Blake rubbed his temples and groaned as his friend Raven walked up behind him and pat his shoulder. You need to fight through the pain bud, it'll be better in the end. Not really. He said as he reached into his chest pocket and popped a pill to help with his pain.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Memory loss? He couldnt remember her, nothing at all? She tried to go after him but Lincoln stopped her. Caylin... She hits him but he holds her back. She just wished he was dead rather than like that. He was hurt, her Blake was in there. He had to be. The pastor begs the congregation to quiet down. Leading them in a prayer and sending them all home. Lincoln drives Caylin and Matthew home. Stopping Caylin as she moves to get out. Caylin... you know it isnt him. Not really. he grabs her hand. She shakes her head pulling her hand away. You are supposed to be his friend... And im his fiance. It's been 3 years! She just shakes her head and gets out of the truck before she cries again. She didnt care how long it had been, she would get through to him. She had to. Blake's family didnt have the heart to eat Easter dinner as they sat and waited, knowing that they men would arrive soon enough to question them about Nathan. Caylin decides to take a shower, curling up on the bottom of the tub sobbing. Crying tears she should have cried a long time ago. There he was, right in front of her. She never had to make him love her... he just loved her for who she was. How could she remind him of who he was? Getting out and wrapping a towel around herself.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Blake and his men, just as the family thought, showed up with a search warrant and a few other people. When he got to the house he knocked on the door seeing the large man who was supposedly his father and just handed him the paper as he walked in. We have a search warrant from the Supreme court allowing us to search every inch of this house as well as anywhere else that this man may have been. We'll need all of you to stay here as well, we're going to be questioning all of you one by one. He said as a train of people all wearing coats that said 'CIA' on them walked into the house and started searching through everything. Rooms, closets, dressers, computers, the basement and the attic. Blake stood in the living room stunned as he saw several pictures of him in the house. Him with that little spitfire from the church as well. Rubbing the back of his neck he felt the scars and shook his head a bit as he heard a slamming sound then a grunt as one of the CIA guys came down the stairs holding his nose as it bled. What happened? Wrong room... He said as he got checked out for his nose and Blake walked up into the room finding that spitfire with a towel barely hanging onto her and a look of death in her eyes. You know striking a federal agent is some serious jail time during an investigation correct? He asked as he looked at her and his eyes shot over to a picture of her wearing a pair of UFC fighting gloves and pretending to punch him in the jaw. As he looked at the picture he gripped his nose bridge and winced as he shut his eyes. He got a bit of a flashback, blurred images but her voice was clear as day. Then him calling her his little Spitfire. Well that made sense in more than one way. As he came back to reality he mumbled the nickname he'd given her. Spitfire?
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

She had just dropped her towel when one of the men just burst into her room. Seeing red she nails him, he barely gets a look before getting a face of fist. He cries out holding his bleeding nose as she grabs her towel. Get the fuck out of here. she yells at him. He tries to talk but she swings again. He ducks out the door quickly, using it as a shield. Rushing down the stairs as she holds her hand, cursing and hoping that is isnt broke. It was just a while later that the door opened again and she turned glaring at Blake. Visibly shaking as she clenched her hurt hand again. If you dont get out you will get to witness it first hand. She says glaring at him, following his gaze to a picture of them together at the gym one day. She learned to fight before he left, at least learned how to fight for real. She loved it so much that they made a big deal of it, she even had a few real fights. Blake was always so proud of her. The picture was from her last fight. They were play fighting for the picture, it was that night that he asked her to marry him. That picture was just before the question was asked. Yes, yes, yes, yes! that was all she could say, not even hesitating as he asked her. Spitfire? Caylin gasped out as he said it. Spitfire, he had called her that since they were kids. She stepped to him looking up as she moved close, touching his arm as he looked in pain. Blake? Yes... Spitfire. I'm your little spitfire. She has so much hope as she watched him.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Blake looked at her as she touched his arm and then looked at her hand. Wincing a bit he took her hand in his as he inspected her hand. It wasn't broken but she'd popped her middle finger out of joint. Sighing a bit he walked her over to her bed and held her hand in his for a moment. Take a deep breath. When she did he told her to let it out slowly and as he heard the air leaving her lungs he jerked his hand and popped the knuckle back into place and as her eyes flew open he did what came to his mind and pulled her into his arms as he held her and rocked her back and forth. He'd do that after she'd lost a fight or after she'd hurt herself fairly decently. As he remembered all of this just from holding her he stiffened a bit but mainly because he was trying hard not to have a mental break down. I'm getting pieces...pieces and blurred memories... He said as he slowly pulled away from her and held his head in his hands and closed his eyes as he rubbed his temples and glanced at her. I'm sorry for hurting you...
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

When he looked at her, she saw his eyes soften. Not quite right but enough. He looked at her hand, holding it just how he used to when she had hurt them. She does exactly as he says breathing in deep, crying out as he pops the joint back. Before she can even stiffen in pain he pull her to him. He smelled exactly the same, felt just like he had when he had came back from basics. She automatically relaxes against him. She feels him stiffen. He speaks almost pained as he pulls away from her. She reaches out pulling his hands away from his face, touching his face as she looks at him. You are remembering, that is all that matters. I know you Blake. I love you. She smiles gently. Tell me how I can help. She adjusts the towel so it is more secure around her. Her hand starting to feel better but starting to bruise. She jumps as the door opens again and one of Blake's men walks in. Frowning as she sees his eyes getting icy again. Pulling her hand away from his face, blushing as she is still in just a towel.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

Raven stared at Blake for a while then smirks and winks. Bout damn time you start remembering B. Hey, just letting you know the search came up dry, but your pops told us about a cabin that he stayed at a lot. We're gonna go check it out. When Blake went to stand Raven shook his head. Not you. You get your shit together, I'll text you on updates. He said as he left the room and closed the door. Blake then just sat back down and glanced at her for a moment before looking back at the floor. You could help me remember what I lost. Remember my family...and more about you. I did keep this though. It was on me when I woke up after the attack. He said as he reached into his wallet, in the coin slot and pulled out a titanium engagement band that she'd bought for him that said Love S.F. I'm guessing that means Spit Fire. He said as he placed his hand in hers and closed his eyes as he felt the smooth skin of her hand for a moment then removed his hand. You should probably get dressed though, makes this a little less awkward.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

She took the ring from his hand trying not to start crying again. Yeah... you have called me Spit Fire since we were kids. Ever since I first kicked your butt for stealing my barbie. She laughs feeling so much better as he slides his hand into hers. Not really thinking about being in just a towel until he tells her she ought to dress. Oh... yeah no problem. She gets up slipping into the walk in closet but not closing the door as she dresses. Emerging moments later in a pair of jeans that fit tight to her and a dark green tanktop. In her hands is a photo album. She moves back to the bed sitting cross legged looking at him as she opens the book to the first page. This is probably a good place to start. She smiles at the first picture of them as children, in bathing suits standing next to a little kid pool. She puts the album in between them as they look through it. There are several photos like that from their childhood. And then moving into their teen years, to when the first started dating, dances, movies, parties, prom. A photo book of their lives together. The picture from their engagement announcement is the last picture taken during the two week furlow, and then the book from his funeral. She watches him as he flips through the pictures, he looks as though his head hurts him so much he can barely stand it. She slides her hand into his, letting him squeeze. I wish this didnt hurt you. Better yet, I wish you had never forgotten.
Thread: Unyielding {True Sinner & Artemis' Priestess}

As Blake looked through the pictures he was starting to get hazed memories, blurry people and voices that sounded far away. His brain was hurting and his temples pounded but he pushed through it and as he did the one memory that cleared up had him looking at her with a slightly sheepish smile. I wish I could remember you too...and one of the memories that I have the most vividly...is one where you and I slept together for the first time. They were both virgins, both very much in love and had given one another their virginity. Sure it was a fairly quick event for both of them, but on the second round it was the most touching and romantic thing they had done. That was were he felt most in love with her then any other time. When they had finished and cleaned up they spent the next whole two days, the weekend, snuggling and spending time with one another. Looking at her now he simply took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles as he closed his eyes and relished the feeling of her skin, and her scent. I'll try and remember...if you're willing to help me though it. I want to remember. It's just going to be a slow process.