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Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP Four gold coins to adorn the priceless work of creation which was a womans body in her prime. It was more gold she had ever seen in her life in one place, at one time, and drawn out in no more than a minute. Her lips parted, shifting to move the edge of the coin between her teeth where she gently bit to test its durability. No flaking, or indents, or the taste of cheap copper. Taking it from her lips she turned the small circle in her finger, blinking in a bit of disbelief. He called her attention back with the notion that there could possibly be more. He could have been lying. It didnt matter if he was. She was grateful and four gold was enough to get her out of the frozen Hell of a town to a new place, perhaps get a start to another life, altogether. Her legs shifted with her hips up to form a snug embrace around the length of his rigid shaft, nestled within the heated folds of her womanhood. At the same time her hands slid up and around his neck, pulling her upward into the embrace, the coins upon her pressing cool against his skin between them with the warm press of her form. It might have betrayed the depths of her gratitude. You may never wish to see the spring again once youve spent this winter with me. She purred closely, Ive a good work ethic, see, despite what those pigs told you. Amusement? Ill help you to probe every hidden fantasy. She nipped the lobe of his ear as she pulled away to smile knowingly at him, leaving one of her arms braced over his shoulder and back while the other strayed down his side. Her nails feathered over the details of his musculature, tracing over the line where his thigh joined beneath his hip and following it down to replace the grasp of her body around his shaft with her fingers. Hm... so long, thick, and hard. Just the way I like a real man. I hope you like it tight. She murmured low and sultry as she stroked him softly, teasingly, within her grasp as she anticipated him. Tell me, what would you like, love? Or would you rather I find out for myself?
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP Sigmund saw the woman seeking to rather discretely check the validity of the coin hed rested against her lips. A faint smile graced the noblemans lips as he laughed softly at the fact she checked the coin. He leaned in and pressed his lips to her cheek You dont know anything about me aside from my name.. He trailed off idly and seemed to find that slightly strange But you will never have to worry about my money. Coin from me is almost as good as if it were put in your hands fresh from the mint itself. Sigmund felt her legs shifting to tighten around him, pulling him inside the soft, warm folds of her sex. He felt himself within her and those coins standing out as cool metallic discs brushing against his flesh in contrast to the warmth of her body. A grin graced his lips as he noted I may never wish to see the spring hmm? He leaned in to let his lips brush against her own. I shall be so thoroughly spellbound by your charms by then hmm? Feeling her body against him he seemed rather ready to concede that her charms were not inconsiderable. As she mentioned the interlopers from earlier his blue eyes regarded her briefly If they bother you again tell me, and I will kill them. His tone as he said it was slightly strange in that it was just an off hand statement of fact. If they proved troublesome he would dispose of them as though they were vermin of some manner. Although he smiled to her as she suggested that shed help him probe every hidden fantasy Oh you think you can bring me every pleasurable feeling imaginable hmm? Not lacking in confidence are you now Sarka... He grinned as he felt her teeth nipping upon his ear, thereafter he felt the shift of her body as she moved to slide him out of her so her hand could grasp him manhood. As she asked what he liked a grin came to his lips as he remarked Ah now thats a rather long list. He mouth pressed to her own as he remarked I think Ill let you find out on your own. A teasing tone graced his lips as he remarked After all if your job is to pleasure me beyond my imagination, then I shall make you earn your gold hmm? Sigmunds mouth claimed her own as he murmured And of course I like it tight.. He offered her a mischievious grin as he noted And as tight as you can make it. As she caused his cock to remain rather rigid in her hand, hed let his hips press forward to press the tip of his cock back inside of her. His hips pressed into her as he let that thick, throbbing length of flesh press into the tight embrace of her sex. His form press down against her as his hand moved to stray along her side. His fingers trailing over soft flesh as his hips smacked down against her working himself within her.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP She had no way to test the validity of his words in the similar manner that she had tested the coin. It did make her more curious about him, though. What place was it where he hailed from, if all the soldiers in his military company were as rich as he, and if that kingdom itself was filled with wealth and warmth. She did miss the spring already, but it seemed that the winter would now be taken care of. Even his threat to her pursuers was kind and reassuring of him. She doubted they would meet again once he was gone from the town but it was the thought that counted despite her knowing that it wasnt quite true. Not one to be teased, are you? She learned as she adjusted to his desire, slipping through her fingers to find the warm center she had taken him from. He liked to play the top. So long as he treated her well, he could do so even roughly. She drew her legs up to arch her knees as she entered her, the velvet tip of his member slipping with an inaudible pop past the taut ring of her entrance. She was wet with the simple arousal of lying beneath a nude and virile young man. Her dulcet voice hummed as he delved and parted those textured folds, releasing her arms grasp about him and pulling away to rest back on her elbows. Partially propped , she looked down between the valley of her breasts and over the flat of her stomach, glimpsing the joining of their hips before she turned her hips in a tilt to draw him out of her, pushing up at the slighted angle with a breathy exhale. Those were not empty words she had lured him with. The woman was snug about his swollen girth, much more so than any common whore might be expected to be. His sheer size might have been a large contribution. Maybe she had simply not been in the business long. Regardless, it was obvious by her flawlessness that she took good care of her wares. Her hair was silken and with the scent of smoky cinnamon, her skin was fair and clear. The build of her frame was slender and toned, most of that perhaps from her running. Being only a peasant, she did not eat so well that she could hide completely the more prominent of lines of her ribcage. Especially when she breathed the way she did with the slow pleasure she stoked beneath him. And how She began in a measured breath. Will I find for myselfNn what you like if you keep me pinned here, like this? It was just a stray wondering, really, anticipating what she, or even he, would deem to do.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP Were all the soldiers upon campaign as free with their coin as he was? That was extremely doubtful, after all that much gold would be counted a tidy sum for all the rank and file. It was slightly extravagant by all standards but those of the rich. If she knew nothing else about him that much could rather swiftly be discerned. He grinned to her as he murmured Oh I dont mind being teased.. He remarked as he let his hand press to her thigh and then slide upwards along it before pressing his fingers greedily into the curve of her arse. He leaned in towards her his lips rather pressing firmly against her as he kissed her hungrily. But Ive been wanting to fuck you since I laid eyes on you. Thats been enough teasing for the moment. He felt her arch beneath him and as he hips were raised shed feel her own met by the insistent collision of his own. His thick member pressed through those soft lips into the damp folds within. Hed feel the shift of her body beneath him as the angle of his penetration changed. His hands roamed rather firmly along her body, exploring the flat plane of her stomach and drifting up to the enticing mounds of her chest. Strong calloused fingers pressed into that delightfully feminine flesh. Sigmund felt her sex about him, those smooth velvety folds enveloping the surging form of his cock. His body rutted between her thighs as she took him within. His hands grasped her by the waist as he urged her form towards his own. Sigmund soon found that her rather lurid promises as to the tightness of her sex were not as greatly exaggerated as he would have anticipated. While undoubtedly the size and girth of his member assisted in making good her promise, he felt those folds wrapped tightly about him. Her sex strained to accommodate him within that damp passage. His nostrils flared slightly as he took in her scent. His head tilted in towards her own to kiss her rather roughly. Her svelte form had a terribly alluring affect upon him, and his hands strayed along her seeming to relish the feel of her body. The brush of her soft skin and curves beneath him enticed him and seemed to ensure that each thrust of his cock within her had a certain vehemence to it. He heard her inquiring as to how she should determine how best to please him when she was pinned down upon her back as she was at the moment. A bemused look crossed his features as his lips rather hungrily tasted her own once more. I shouldnt think you should be like that at all times. His hips churned in towards her own, seeking to slide that throbbing prick fully within her. His mouth lingered against her own as he murmured But if you wish to slide into another position..impress me. He remarked as his hand trailed over her side. The shape of her ribs was noted as his fingers slipped over it, undoubtedly her curves would be even fuller and more intoxicating once the woman wasnt half starved.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP Her tongue flickered against his bottom lip after his last kiss, each one from him as rushed and hurried to ravage the sweet recesses where her honeyed words flowed, lashing at her tongue and probing downwards her throat. Her lips were left painted a light red and slightly swollen from the attention, a pretty little shimmer glossing them. They smiled at his prompt, a hand coming to clasp and link his fingers to distract them from roaming her side. Ill try, she chimed with no lack of forwardness or want of confidence to her voice. Sinking first against him so that his penetration was seated against her hips, her knees clamped firmly around his waist without encircling but stopping them. Pushing on her grasp as opposed to pulling, her free hand press against his chest to bring him upright and away from where he had crouched to lay over and kiss her. Sarka curled her hips under and up to push their shifting back and apart, edging higher on the bed to find room to turn. Her hips tweaked and melded along a different alignment as she did so, letting one of her knees begin to move up and over his chest. She squared one of her elbows against the mattress. The limb traveled carefully, her gaze looking down the slope of her stomach just to where the crest of that cropped and curled ember triangle ended and left their joining unseen. But she could feel it, and they wouldn't part. She placed his hand over her thigh, guiding it upward, displaying the lithe of her body as she stretched and extended the limb over one of his broad shoulders. Even before he had begun to thrust in the new and open position, she could feel the change of depth and angle, a sultry note humming in her throat in anticipation for the man to continue the use of her form before it could change as easily and yet again. I'll clean up your mess nicely if we should have need to break a moment. She noted for him, winking over her shoulder through the luxurious veil of her exotic copper colored hair. She was wet, certainly, and he felt delicious inside of her. The licking of her own lips anticipated his taste still, however.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP Sigmund gazed down at her and was indeed slightly taken by the manner in which she looked up at him. Her expression somehow managed to be a perfect combination of winsome and sensual. A grin graced his lips as he heard her indicate shed try and impress him. It occurred to him that this was a winter that could pass by extremely quickly Blue eyes regarded her as he found himself pushed to his knees and a bemused smile was granted to her. He felt leg slide against him until the leg drapped over his shoulder. Somehow shed managed to shift her body in such a fashion while keeping his cock snug within the warmth of her passage. Her body was left sprawled out before him on her side with its lush curves exciting his wants while he felt her body pressed against him. His hand traced over the smooth form of her belly and moved to press to the roundness of her bosom. His fingers encircled her breast and squeezed that lovely mound. Sigmund felt her hips tilted up towards him, offer an angle to let him plunge deep inside of her. His other hand grasped her waist as he let his body rock forward. His hips surged forwards as he plunged his member inside of her. His form now rested atop her lower leg as the other was rested upon him, and between the two his body now gleefully pressed. He stabbed his cock deeply within her, letting that throbbing member fill her as he fucked her rather wantonly. Lust was written all over his face and the change of position seemed to serve only to cause him to pump himself deeper inside of her. He heard her offering to put her mouth to work upon him, and the prospect caused a rather broad grin to grace his lips. If that wasnt indicative that he cared for such things, then he was going to need to write a poem on the subject and read it to her. His hips ground into her, working that throbbing cock inside her. His pace was building as it was rather clear that he was entirely aroused by the act of taking her. He would respond to the offer though by murmuring After..I want to spill my seed inside you first.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Re Medieval RP She had to plant her palms against the sheets to keep from shifting too far over the bed, working continually upward with each thrust, no matter how he managed to hold her in place with his hands over her form. The old wood creaked, but it would be sturdy enough to bear the events that were not foreign to its many uses. It had been tested before, after all. The only real concern might be what use it could provide after the winter, if it was the residence that they would indeed take up for that period of time. And then Duncan would have no say or argument with her work in his 'esteemed' establishment given one broken piece of furniture. That neglected orb of flesh bounced with his movement where he had not seized her in place, drawing captivating little circles and streaks in the cold air with his intensity. She couldn't help but to grin to return his expression at her implied notion, and especially at his reply. As you wish. She responded breathlessly, I'll take as much as you give. His attentions, his lust and kisses, and his gold. One of her hands came up to sweep through her hair, brushing and holding over her head to clear her vision where her breaths panted. Her pleasure was becoming audible given the severity and depth of his thrusts, each push striking a sultry note to hum, restrained, from her throat. Resting with her head tilted against the bed, a golden green eye stared up at him through a curtain of red, corner of her lips curling as she watched him enjoy her. The tight walls around him had begun to seize in their intervals, milking and suctioning against his shaft as if she was meant to grasp on and hold him there, where it belonged. A small shudder rippled through her form as she stretched the limb over his shoulder straight, back arching while the position of her sprawl drew a graceful arc over the white sheets.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Whether the furniture would survive the rather harsh use that was anticipated over the course of the winter remained to be seen. Although if the prince was to abide in this particular Inn it may well be that a better room would ultimately be acquired for the remainder of the winter. After all if he was to linger for such a time suitable surroundings would need to be obtained. After all he was He indulged himself by toying with her breast. His fingers squeezed and kneaded its luscious form, toying with the sensitive nipple as he thrusted himself within her. As she promised to take everything he would give he offered her an impish smile as he remarked Ah and I shall hold you to that. He teasingly noted No protests from you then that you are tired or dont like that. Sigmund heard her moans rather fetchingly gracing his ears. Her panting and audible pleasure as his claimed her with rather persistent and eager penetrations served only to encourage him. His body remained intertwined with hers, their limbs tangled as with each rock of his hips his cock pierced those soft lips and were driven deeply within the softness of her sex. That deliciously svelte body was pressed against him and he began to feel her walls tightening about him. The grip and squeeze of that tight channel brought a gasp from his lips. His pace built now as his breathing quickened. His desire for her was written all over his features. Plain in its naked lust for her luscious form, his hips slammed into her with rather clear need. He pumped his cock inside of her, plunging himself deeply inside of her. His member sliding fully within her, its throbbing form pulsing as it stretched that taunt shaft. He pressed into the greedy grip of her gasping folds, his body pressed fast to her. Deep inside her he plunged, zealously seeking to feel her fully about him. A groan would part his lips as pleasure surged through him. His seed spilled inside of her, jetting forth in a steady stream of hot, thick creamy fluids. His semen gushed into her, flowing rather forcefully as he came deep and hard within her. That white sticky fluid coating the walls of her sex and likely dripping down her thighs. Gods thats good..
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

The speed at which he pounded his rigid member inside of her was more powerful than many lovers which had taken her before. Perhaps it was his training, the clear testament of his form to that of a soldier and his youth, clearly virile. Any harder and it might as well have torn her from the sheer force, but protest was in the form of a grunt or moan, and it was still quite early on to be too tired. She could feel her hips twitching and jerking as she bucked against his form, chest pressing into his greedy palm, but all of her squirming was for not in lieu of his grasp upon her, pinning her in place. The pressure that swelled up inside of her alerted her to his release, filling her with a heat inside out. The magnitude of it all and his expression told her she had done her work well enough to deserve the ridiculous amount of money he had paid her. The coins were scattered and hidden somewhere around the bed and within the tussled sheets. She'd find them eventually. He seemed true to his word and far too enamored with her earthly wares and pleasures to run out on her so soon. Once she had taken all that she could of his seed within her, the viscous white and translucent mingle of their love making could be felt gushing out to wet the thigh adjacent to the sheets. A few moments to catch her breath and compose her body to will it to move, and her leg swung off of him, gathering with the other knee to draw her back up. On her way, two fingers swept a portion of that copious fluid, just before he slipped completely out of her again, and she brought the scent and taste of their release to her lips. Hm.. It is good. She agreed as her pink lips and tongue glided along the length of those slender digits. The same moistened hand turned his shoulder and pressed against his chest as she crept around him and guided him up to the head of the bed to lay. The other hand drew up the offered pillows to anticipate his back and neck and head. I should think you would like to watch. She explained, though in the meanwhile her form slid up along his torso, bringing her lips so sweetly to his.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Sigmund had felt the buck and jerk of her hips as she squirmed beneath him. Indeed Sarka had been altogether quite successful in causing him to release his seed within her. As that sticky fluid dribbled down her thigh, a rather blissful grin graced his lips. A sigh of contentment escaped his lips as his blue eyes gazed down at the woman beneath him, his eyes lingering on her. As the woman squirmed out from beneath him, he made no more than an idle mmhm? type inquiry as to what she was about. A grinned as the tart tasted his semen, collecting it from where its excess dribbled down her thigh and then tasting it. Ah well there is more where that came from. Hed state rather matter of factly. As her hands rugged on him lightly he propped himself up from his elbows and then rolled over onto his back. He let his han slide to her side as she crawled over him. His hand traced over that hourglass frame as his head tilted to meet hers as her lips pressed to his own. His lips lingered upon her own as he murmured Oh Im sure Ill like watching you you will give me a lovely show of things wont you? His hand slipped back to grope the sweet curve of her ass as he teasingly noted How much can you drain me in one night sweet Sarka? His fingers roamed over her form as he idly inquired Although at this rate we may need a few days before Ill want to live this room. He winked to her and let his mouth press rather firmly to her own.
Thread: [Medieval RP] Warm Winter

Her knees lightly straddled and stretched at his waist as she rested the concave curve of her stomach upon the defined musculature of his. Her hips dragged above his pelvis to match his height and eyes with her own, the wetness dampening her lower form drawing over his warm skin. Her breasts were pressed flushed against his chest as her arms encircled his the halo of his blond hair, lips as soft as velvet and petals raining down to receive those kisses which returned at the same time. She could not remember the last lover she had possessed who was so intent on caressing her face, and so readily giving to meet a kiss, chaste or passionate. But all men and their features, their various likes and dislikes, all blended into one and the other eventually. Oh, it's more than a mere show. Sarka assured him, a lingering nip on his lower lip as she drew back to answer. What act could anyone see and be so stimulated? Not by visuals and dialogue, noise, or by thought alone. By touch and taste and smells. Should they have their own audience it was certain that they'd convey the same array. By deep night I'll have you sleeping like a babe. She answered. And I've told ya, you'd never wish for another season. And to think you, Sigmund, has found a flower in the dead of winter's garden. Her hand trailed down the length of his arm as he held her, smoothing down the bulk and form of his bicep and down to his hand where it rested on her behind and back again. Lips touching and parting against his, her warm tongue dipped between the portals to probe beneath his smug little grins, fingers slowly winding within his hair. Her legs shifted, a thigh brushing against the center of his as she rubbed her womanly form over him to sample their response.