Thread: Fortune's Eyes, Fortune's Hands [Ariamella & grungeknuckle]

RE Fortune's Eyes, Fortune's Hands BlinkyWinky grungeknuckle The kiss had caught her by surprise. Felicity would've pushed him back, but her hands were tied behind her back, which meant that she had to take it. It wasn't bad ...not really. In fact, she would've called the kiss alone excellent. It was rough, hot, needy...things that were generally exciting with men. Not to mention his growing erection, the feel of it on her leg causing her own arousal to rise. The problem was that the man who held the erection was Devlin. Caught between wanting to encourage him and wanting to mouth off curses, she kept her mouth shut in a thin line when he yanked at her dress, exposing her nude body to his eyes. Her blonde hair was messily tousled across the grass and her shoulders, and she shivered at the air. She possessed a healthy figure with lean muscles, a shapely behind and good-sized breasts to fill out her relatively short stature. Down below, her mound remained clean shaven in all areas save for a neatly trimmed, small triangle of hair abover her womanhood. And man, was Devlin ppreciative. It hadn't been the first time that a man oggled over her body, but then, all the previous times had her in nightwear and not completely naked. She forced a look of boredom on her face as he bent down to fondle her breasts, acting as if she were disinterested in what he was doing. But it was his mouth that had done it. Felicity arched her back into him, issuing a long, drawn out moan as his mouth enveloped a nipple. Being that the sensation was new to her, she wasn't sure if she was just extra sensitive or if Devlin was just that good, but she didn't care. It felt damn good. What made the situation all the more torturous was that she wanted to move her arms wanted to grab at something, even if it was to hold Devlin's head to her breast, but she couldn't because of the binds. She brought up her free leg, bending it at the knee as she tried clenching her thighs together to ignore the pooling heat in her loins. This feels awful Felicity managed to spit out in between moans and pants. But even as she said the words, her waist was turning in such a way to let him know that she wanted the same treatment on the other side. Not that she wanted it, she tried to convince herself. If one breast got the heavenly sucking, then it was only fair for the other breast to receive the same thing...right? She gritted her teeth against the onslaught of sensation, sighing as her head got lost in the clouds. Please...stop... she said weakly, tilting her head back, closing her eyes. No, don't stop. Keep going. Did she want him to stop? She didn't know. Moans turned into whimpers of need as she soon figured out she wanted more, more, more . Devlin, I get it. You have me naked on the forest floor...isn't that enough? You said so yourself you're not going to make lov er, fuck me. So, please. Hand me the clothes so we can get going... Felicity's voice sounded small, lost somewhere in shame and lust. She'd accidentally let out the beginnings of 'make love,' which was something that Devlin wasn't actually doing, but she could pretend he was...right? She looked at him with pleading eyes, pleading for him to both continue and stop, though her eyes burned with a haze of desire clearly shown on her face.