Thread: Setting out my shingle - the Requests of Methos

Whispered tells me this is possibly the sexiest post ever written ...so as self promotion enjoy If she wondered why he did this to her, well the answer should have stared her in the mirror every morning. She was gorgeous and hed really only meant to take care of her at first but he couldnt help but find her utterly desirable. That soft, curvy form pressing into his side, as that lovely face with her eyes behind a veil of tears would offer him its furtive glances. She seemed so helpless, broken and lost. Lance could not help but to feel drawn to her. Hed saved her once rather literallynow he seemed to think she needed him in a far more overarching manner. She seemed sweet to him, just terribly timid. Afraid that she would be hurt. But his fingers strayed along her, a touch here, a kiss there and she seemed to begin to grow accustomed to it. The way that she responded he was rather certain that she even was beginning to crave it. He watched her swallow the liquor that his mouth bequeathed to her and then gasp softly as his hand traced over the side of her. He grinned slightly as she seemed to struggle to tell him something but eventually she stated Kiss. He paused a moment as though seeming to consider her request, but then he flashed her a rather playful grin and winked to her. He raised that bottle to his lips and then leaned in towards her to grant her another alcohol doused kiss. His mouth offered her that jolt of heat and warmth from the goldschlager flooding from his mouth to her own. He kissed her and then his mouth lingered there. His lips touching to hers and molding there. He tasted her as his hand rose and strayed across her cheek once more. He touched her as he kissed her rather deeply. His tongue touched against her lips and pressed into her mouth seeking out her own. Gently his lips parted from her mouth and he slowly brought the bottle to her lips. He poured a measure of the drink into her mouth and then leaned in to kiss her. Greedily he sucked the liquor up from inside her mouth and the taste of cinnamon would now rather thoroughly stain her lips. Gently his hand pressed her upon the shoulder as hed seek to lay her back to the floor. Hed hold the bottle in one hand and he slipped about in front of her. He lay her down before the flickering flames of the fireplace. With his urging her form stretched out upon the several layers of furs beneath her. He tugged the blanket away from her and before she had a chance to protest he held the bottle over her. He spilled a small measure of it upon her lips and then trailed it down over her throat so it pooled in its hollow. A gentle slosh was spilled upon one breast and then the other. A trickle of liquor lead downwards to a shot poured into her belly button and then a stream flowed from that downwards to where the liquor slickened her sex. He leaned in towards her, his tall form just to the side of her. His mouth pressed gently to her lips collecting the liquor there. His mouth lingering for a moment longer as he smiled and seemed to kiss her in a heated manner simply because he wanted to. He kissed her to reassure her and then his mouth slipped downwards. His lips pressed to her throat, his tongue flicking over her to collect that liquor and then rather greedily slurping it from where it had pooled at her throat. He placed a gentle kiss to her neck and then another. He nipped at her flesh teasingly before his tongue strayed downwards to where that gold flecked liquor stained her chest. There his mouth pressed to one ripe bosom, his lips pressing to that sensitive flesh. Kissing her and then letting his tongue circle about her nipple. His slippery muscle flickering over and stroking against it. He let his tongue slide back and forth across of it as his lips tightened and drank that trickle of liquor. Naturally that caused a suckling feeling upon that sensitive nub. He grinned slightly and gently his teeth would drag upon it. Before his mouth would tighten once more about it only to release and allow his tongue to lash about it in a rather thorough fashion. Once cleansed of liquor he couldnt help but let his hand encircle it. His fingers tightening and squeezing into it. His strong hand pressing to and cupping her flesh. His tongue travelled across to that other heavy mound. Its surface flickering over her as it danced over her nipple as well. His faced pressed to her chest, his hair lightly brushing against her torso as his mouth strayed pressing kisses and suckling upon her bosom. He gently nipped at her nipple and greedily suckled upon it as he collected every drop of liquor and naturally just to leave it pebbled form humming. Seemingly satisfied his eyes drifted downwards along her body. His tongue slithered down along her belly and he traced over that smooth form, stopping only to place the odd kiss. His mouth arrived at her belly button and he gulped down the shot that lingered there. From there his head drifted downwards straying between the shapely form of her thighs. His lips followed that trail of liquor and a pool of it had been spilled upon her nether lips. His mouth pressed there. His mouth gently pressed to them, kissing them almost as fondly as he had her mouth. He slurped up the liquor where it had been spilled there. His lips drifting downwards along her and then back upwards in turn. His tongue flickered out of his mouth to stroke along that sensitive flesh. Collecting droplets of gold fleck liquor where they stained those lips. Back and forth his tongue would drag, sliding along her rather teasingly. It touched against her rather insidiously slithering over her most sensitive bits of flesh. When he seemed satisfied that hed collected every droplet, his form shifted and he pulled himself upwards. His face soon drew level with hers again and he leaned in to kiss her. Only now his legs shifted over top of her own and his form straddled hers.