Thread: The Queen of Iron Fist Tournament (iridium248)

A soft, taut gasp sawed in Asuka's throat, her brown eyes going very wide as he touched her, his strong hand very warm on her hip! Oh- she began, at that intimate contact, almost unbearably hot...Her lips moved, but she couldn't seem to think , to phrase the shock she felt! W-what are you She murmured, her voice low, disbelieving- wondering distantly if this was some kind of joke, some dream... -She remembered joking about it, with Xiaoyu Ah, maybe he's looking for a bride the Chinese girl had said, in that innocently cheery tone of hers...Asuka had chuckled, just a little -Him? He's too old, after all And then why's he's inviting me? They laughed about that, together, and she'd thought it made a perfect retort- But now... Wait...Nnnnnn! Asuka gasped, that lissome form shivering at his touch, an electric thrill jolting up her spine as those strong, masterful fingers cupped the perfect peach of one full breast, kneading the soft, supple flesh...She could feel herself respond, on a deep, primal level, the lovely fighter's lips parting There was a low murmur of protest, of course, but there wasn't any strength in her voice...And her gaze never left his, as she realized, belatedly- -He's serious! Her own grandfather- A man more than three time her age- wanted her, as a woman...And to her own surprise, that thought wasn't repulsive or frightening, but...thrilling. The realization was like a shot of brandy- warming, spreading a heated glow through her limbs, muscles and skin tingling! Her gaze seemed deeper than ever, as his hand delved between those smooth, sleek legs...grazing against the neatly-trimmed thatch of her nether curls...to encounter warmth...And then a wet, creamy heat. Mmmmmm that low, sensuous sound left Asuka's lips as her knees buckled, just a little, acutely aware of how sensitive her body felt, how her blood seemed to sing in her veins, calling to it's own! The ocean breeze made her shudder, as the silky fabric of her garment rasped against her hot skin... -Somewhere, reason wailed a plaintive cry...That this was impossible, that this couldn't be happening, that he was her own grandfather, and she should run- Just run, or fight, or wake up...But slowly, with a sensuality she'd never known, her slim but strong fingers slipped the straps of the lacy red teddy down her shoulders...The fabric sighing as it slithered down her sleek curves, then long, toned legs- Pooling in a silken puddle at her feet! For a moment, the only sound was Asuka Kazama's breathing, sweet and low, rising into pants- A slow, how color spreading in her lovely face, as she stood before him, her arms demurely folded across her chest...Then drawing apart, the fading light limning her silhoutte, glistening off her skin! The sand felt very warm underfoot, as she stood there, for a heartbeat... Then- Yes she whispered, the words low, lilting...And smoldering with desire. With that same, dreamlike haze in her brown eyes, she prowled towards him with a tempting sway of her hips, her tongue darting over her dry lips- -I do want you... A shimmer of heat seemed to lift off her skin, glistening in a thin sheen of sweat- Her hands rose, to caress that lined face, seemingly mesmerized by their sheer proximity...Intoxicated by what they were about to do! I've waited...so long for you to make me... And her voice trembled, savoring the heady words, her mind churning- -yours. It was as if that had sapped all lingering restraint...Her eyes squeezing shut, Asuka's tipped her head back, her face rising to meet his, pressing that supple young body up against his, with a deep, shuddering gasp as their bodies met!