Thread: Burgeoning Dreams of Steam and Magic [-:IronicallyHaru:-]

The pained cry of his sister was like music to Nevyn, for though he loved her dearly the thing he wanted most from her were her heated cries a mixture of pleasure and pain as he broke her body in for their mutual enjoyment. He still remembered when he'd first taken her, how she'd cried and even bled, but how he'd not relented and over time she'd come to learn the ecstacy he could give her, and her to him. So as the moisture between her legs built and her tightness became more accustomed to the intrusion, Bell moaned wantonly and asked to taste of him. Whether it was a plea to truly service her brother, as was her place, or a ploy to get him to cease the abuse of her ever-so-tight cunt - well, it didn't matter. Nevyn pulled his hand away from her, fingertip glistening with evidence of her desire, and he popped it into his mouth to suck it clean of her honey. A soft sound emanated from his throat at the taste of her, yet the bulge in his clothing brought about by his arousal could not be denied and Nevyn stood, presenting himself to her. Bel would know the drill, and if she wanted it she'd have to get it. Nevyn was teaching her to ask for what she wanted, to take it as well, and he watched intently at his tiny sister as the flush on her cheeks crept down her neck and along the top of her chest. I ache for you sweet Bell, and once more I am hard for you, because of you. You should be proud little sister, that you can bring about this effect one me. he spoke to her, reaching down with one hand to run fingers through her chocolate brown hair. Pushing her hair back from her face he tucked some behind her ear and caressed her cheek with the palm of his hand, the pad of his thumb caressing over that smooth flawless skin. His sister was a beauty, and any man in the Kingdom would have killed to spend a night with her, and yet Nevyn had her any time he wanted. Just as she had him. Frankly, he did not care who might see them, and as a Royal Guardsman, the only ones who might question his actions were the Royals themselves, since the Guard answered to them directly. So Bell's slight bit of nervousnes came from getting caught, though it gave Nevyn a bit of a thrill. Suck my cock baby sister, so that I might give you what you desire. Nevyn breathed to her huskily, still caressing her cheek, though his fingers soon slid into her hair to massage her scalp. You're asking me to beg? he teased Ravness, not truly minding in the least. It was another game they played, for one time he'd beg and the next it would be her turn. He knew that sucking his cock made her wet and soon her pussy would be tingling and she'd be the one begging for him to fill her. His thick veined cock throbbed with want, and another thick drop of precum oozed from the cumslit, seeming to balance on the apex of that flared cockhead before gravity took hold and it slid along the smooth velvet head and back toward the ridge. Please, sister dearest. I need to feel the warmth of your mouth and the way your lovely lips hug my heated flesh. Suck my cock Ravness and keep your eyes on me. he told her, and his intense blue eyes locked onto hers. Staf didn't make a move toward her, knowing that she walked a fine line in her teasing. Should he try to move forward to her before she was ready then she would tease him all the more and prolong his sweet agony. Another clear viscous drop of precum slipped from the tip of him, and Staf licked his lips in anticipation. Please... I need it. Staf reiterated again, his voice hoarse and hushed. Already his chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, wanting nothing more than to see and feel his sister's mouth take him, his eyes darkened in his lust as he gazed at her with rapt adoration and desire.