Thread: Of Lust and Envy: Some Sins can be deadly -- Darkangel76 and The Gladiator

Tiathi's eyes suddenly found themselves fixed upon Talinath's mouth as he finally allowed the fruit she'd brought up to his lips for him to taste, to eat... to accept... into his mouth. Carefully, she watched him eat the precious delicacy. He chewed thoroughly, enjoying its flavor, its texture. Her jewel like eyes then sought his, though his seemed to be studying something. But what? He'd gotten that look, an almost dark look. One laced with a desire she'd seen burn brightly in him decades ago, had the luxury of feeling the dance of its flames. She could feel them burning hotter, brighter as he looked at her, her thoughts only trying to determine just what it was he could be thinking right then as he finally swallowed down the tender morsel she'd given him. Just then, as if on cue, Tiathi got her answer. Her brother, her Talinath, he reached for her hand and boldly began sucking on her fingers, cleaning them off as if he were more than merely her brother. Almost instantly, she could feel her heart beating faster, though her face remained calm and she kept her breathing steady. But as he began to swirl that masterful tongue on her wrist, tracing the path of the juice rivulets, she knew she wouldn't be able to maintain the faade for much longer. Suddenly, Tiathi heard her own breath hitch, catching rather audibly in her throat. Without even thinking, she stepped closer, her other hand moving to gently touch Talinath's cheek, her fingers grazing his earlobe as her body grew warm. I... Tiathi stated, her voice thick and husky as she tried to speak, nearly breathless. I'm glad you approve. Tiathi's eyes followed Talinath's mouth, her body moving closer to hisa moth beckoned to the flame, the fire. She could feel the burn. It was something she'd craved for so long and knew was right between them bothbrother and sister be damned. It was a gift from Lunaira herself, just as she'd been gifted to the family. She knew it within her heart as her body burned and every fiber called out to him. Her senses were driving her mad and she didn't know how much longer she could stay composed. As it was, she was cracking. No doubt her beloved brother could see each one. And how she wanted his mouth, his hands to explore them all. The taste of Galan's cock upon her tongue was something Lorelei truly relished. Despite all her words, it was moments like this, when the two of them could be raw with the world, when she truly loved who she was, who he was. They could be their truest selves if even only briefly, though knowing there was higher purpose for them both in the end made it that much more exciting. And watching this man she sucked and fucked grow more powerful by the second made it doubly so. Lorelei gagged slightly as Galan forced his cock down her throat, filling it up, forcing her to swallow it down. Her muscles contracted, her eyes watering slightly from the actions, yet she did not recoil, but instead gave herself over to the half-elf man she'd chosen to bed above all others, the only man she'd submit herself to, the only man worthy. She saw the power, felt it, tasted it and oh how she'd take him up on the invitation for more. Mmm...mmm... came the muffled sounds from Lorelei as she sucked on Galan, her mouth moving up and down his shaft, her tongue seeking to lick and lavish attention on his balls. The harder he got, the more she wanted. So powerful, sir, she mumbled as she planted kisses along his shaft, her tongue licking the trail in its wake. As his cock filled her mouth, she could feel her own body stirring as her juices began to drip along her inner thighs, her sex damp with arousal. As Lorelei shifted her body, she dared to touch herselfa bold move, she knew, given the situation. But she couldn't help it. Her clit was throbbing, screaming as it began to ache between her legs. The moment her fingers brushed the sensitive nub she let out a tiny whimpering gasp, her body shivering a bit. Oh, she was excited. But then, she was lavishing her attentions upon raw power and potential, a man capable of much if only he'd seize what was rightfully theirs... his. Lorelei's whimpers grew louder, her hands reaching upward to touch Galan's thighs, then further upward to touch his abdomen, his chest. She let her hands brush over his nipples, palms moving in a circular motion over them for a moment before moving back down toward his thighs again. Sucking, slurping, she peered up into his eyes, her body in such want for his, to feel the full force of the power he had to offer. Please, sir, Lorelei rasped out. I'm aching. She was all but begging as she showed Galan her wet fingers, the ones that had been bold enough to touch herself a few moments ago. She brought the moistened fingers to her lips and licked off her juices, swallowing hard, her tongue then snaking out to swirl about the tip of his cock as she looked directly into his eyes.