Thread: The Arrangement (Translucentfeathers & Father Figure)

He almost wanted to mock her words, that was the sickness inside of him speaking, the voice that sometimes squirmed it's way up out of the back of this man's mind. He wanted to tease her in a taunting voice, cruelly whispering back to her... I just need to not be able to think for a while....Please . He refrained though, it hardly served this particular moment between the two of them for him to begin such behavior, teasing her with her own words. Yet he also knew he hardly needed her permission to continue, not one instant did the thought of ending what he was doing ever enter his mind. No, instead he knew that slick desire governed the fact that he wanted to ramp up the moment, wanted to show her off to the world, wanted her to never forget this evening beneath his hands. The fingers working her beautiful flesh forced her open wider, the hand keeping her most vulnerable parts from the viewing public as the fingers on that hard nub slid down and he speared her swiftly. Two thick digits burying themselves to the bottom knuckle inside of her wet quivering little hole and he sighed in complete and absolute exultation at the victory. God he was so fucking hard right now. Slowly he exhaled across her skin, shivering with his own terrible desires, wanting to toss away all caution. In a place such as this it was not unreasonable to be incredibly public with an act, but even he wasn't quite sure if she would respond positively or not to him pushing for something more obscene. He was more than willing to follow her wishes and giving her time to think was not on his docket and as she moved, as she squirmed and offered up more of her beautiful flesh, he decided that partaking was the only sane act...you did not turn down a buffet, no matter who you were. His fingers rocked her, his free arm pulling her close, and there was only one thing left to do...he kissed her. His hand entwined in her hair, his body shivering as he forced her head up so he could make her look at him, and he lowered those full lips down upon her own. It was a quick kiss, hard and cruel, the kind of kiss that was not done to show any measure of gentleness but instead done to show a complete and absolute measure of ownership over the other. Territorial, claiming her with the sweep of his tongue over her beautiful lips. All the while though his hand crept from her hair to caress over the skin of one shoulder, idly tracing the pale skin of her beautiful form before sliding down to cup one breast with those strong fingers. Just like the kiss it lacked any kind of compassion, instead relying on the sheer level of want he had for her. His mouth nudged hers open as he explored, his fingers moving to tug her nipple through the fabric of her dress, his digits tugging the hardened flesh up to be admired by any who could see the act of it and he slowly whispered against her lips. Shhh...there's no need to every worry, you're safe...go on, just spread wide for them all, show that body off... He knew what he truly wanted, what he hungered for, and he smiled wickedly as he nipped her lower lip and whispered... How far do you want to go...