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Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Dominic was watching the movie, it didn't have his full focus but he was able to follow it easily enough and was enjoying it quite a bit and would make time to get his hands on it as soon as it was available, or perhaps he would just come back and see it by himself at another time to ensure that he was able to fully appreciate it. Though he was following the plot and would name the characters if pressed on it he knew there were small things he was missing, just a moment before he had caught sight of a reference to the Hellraiser franchise and he would love to find more easter eggs like that. Missing parts of the movie didn't upset him in the least though, he was enjoying the simplicity of the moment. It might seem strange that he wasn't eager or rushing head first to taking her then and there... but normally the women he saw would normally fall to their knees by this point in an attempt to make him happy so they could get something out of him... the fact that Erin was behaving herself compared to others was regressing and would make his time with her when he finally had her all the more enjoyable. There was an innocence about her, it was something he didn't see very often, something that he had never encountered, he had seen a facsimile of it before, people who faked it, but this was true innocence and he had made up his mind that he would possess it. Everything about her, the feeling of the smooth skin of her legs, the scent of the shampoo she used, the sound of her breathing were arousing to him, catching him off guard because he had thought himself desensitized to things, it had taken so much to arouse him before but Erin was something refreshing to him. Almost as though cleansing his pallet a bit and he suspected this could soon become addictive. His cock was beginning to harden, with where her hand was she would notice it before very long but then she pulled away from him and for a moment he wondered if she had noticed his growing erection before he realized the noise that she had made was tied to a particular place that his hand had touched, a spot on her inner thigh and his fingers curled softly, squeezing that particular place carefully, perfectly groomed fingernails lightly scratching over the soft white skin. People were looking up to them now, Erin was embarrassed, he could see her brush a little bit but honestly he didn't care in the least about that, he had been close to giving her what would be her first touch of his member and that was just something that he didn't want to have to wait for. Why did you move your hand? He half growled to her, leaning in closer so that his ears almost brushed against her ear, his breath hot on her neck. Right now he lacked any real patience, taking hold of her wrist and moving it back over to his leg where it would rest just bellow his swelling member, soon to be noticed. Keep your hand there, move it up higher if you feel the need... but I like feeling you this close. He instructed her when he put his hand back onto her leg again, moving his fingers over that sensitive spot once more.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Erin was focusing on the movie, trying not to think so much about the complicated dance going on between them, to calm herself and relax. So she flinched just a little, startled by his low growl and warm breath at her ear, his firm sudden grip on her wrist. She started to turn her face to his but the realization of how close his lips were stopped her half way between the screen and his face, eyes lost in the darkness between them as he told her to put her hand back with his words and with his firm pull on her wrist. The feeling of his firm grip on her wrist flashed her back to a couple of her mom's more aggressive over-night guests, the ones who had started up with her over the recent years since she had blossomed as her mom put it when trying to explain to her why it was her own fault. You don't see yourself how they see you, now that you've blossomed. The way you walk around in front of them is like blood in front of a shark, men can't help it. Pretty soon by mutual agreement with her mom Erin spent most of her time in her room or the kitchen, trying to stay away from the men cycling through, worried there might come a time when a whimpered complaint or even a slap wouldn't be enough. Erin wanted Dominick to want her, not at all like her mom's guests, but her instinctive first reaction put her right back in the trailer and as he guided her hand back to his leg she found her slender arm tightening up, resisting his firm pull even as her fingers were inevitably brought back where he wanted them and not so far from where she herself had put them just a few moments earlier. It wasn't the panicked resistance she'd mustered before actually slapping that jerk Tony across the face, but even as her hand felt the warmth of his big leg under her hand, the fabric of his fine pants, she still couldn't stop herself from pulling back against his grip ever so slightly, forcing him to hold her hand still. It was then she noticed the subtle movement. The cloth of his trousers shifted against the soft skin of her hand and then a little more, like something nearby was pulling it up and away from his leg and her hand. Erin gasped in realization of how he must be physically reacting to her being so close, and her mom's words came flooding back to her. She was blood, he was the shark, it was because of her, and he couldn't help it. But she wanted Dominick, and knew this time she had dressed this way on purpose, and he wanted her. He wanted her. She could feel his desire, its swelling making a tent of his pants leg so close to her hand. And she settled down, stopped tugging against him, left her hand right there where she could almost imagine her hand could feel the heat of his thickening cock nearby. And when his hand left her wrist alone, leaving hers where he'd placed it, and returned to her bare leg easily finding that magic spot he seemed to have marked with a glow in the dark X, she didn't pull away. As her breath came faster she relaxed into him, let her legs open a little, yielding to his insistence, and swallowing down all the trailer-trash anxieties that tried to stop her.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Her attempt to keep him from moving his arm was a rather sad one in his opinion, there was no way that she would be able to resist him considering how much larger he was then her. The time he spent working out made him quite a bit stronger then her and she wouldn't be able to stop him. However just forcing her to to do whatever he wanted wouldn't be nearly satisfying enough for him, no he wanted her to want what he was up too and he would have her entirely comfortable with what he was doing, or if uncomfortable at least willing to overlook everything that he was up to. She acquiesced though, letting him put her hand where he wanted it and the growing bulge in his pants made itself evident too her right away. In fact it he was reading her timing right she hadn't truly relaxed until about the time that she felt the growing bulge near her hand and he smiled to her, his hand around her shoulder moving lover till it brushed over the top of her breasts through her blouse, still taking his time. The blood in the water with a shark analogy wasn't a bad one, but this wasn't the actions of a mindless hungry predator that had no patience... it was a wolf slowly running down a deer that it had caught the scent of... she could run and try to resist but he would wear her down over time until eventually she was too tired to struggle. Feeling her relax, her legs spreading was a sign to him that he had her right where he wanted her, she was giving in to his desires. It wasn't enough though, not just yet. I know you are nervous right now. He whispered to her, his voice still deep enough to nearly be mistaken for a growl again. I know that I make you nervous... but I really can't help it, I want you. Breathing in deep be brushed his lips over her neck for a moment, a fleeting contact just to tease her. And I understand that you will have limits, that I might want things that you don't feel ready for... I will be aggressive, I will push, but if you say no I will respect it... though you might have too say no twice just to make sure that I hear you. A fair enough warning in his opinion, he wasn't just going to tie her down and force her to do something against her will though he would push her limits and take advantage of her as best he could. There was a fine line there and he would happily go up to that fine line. His hands didn't remain idle as he spoke, the hand that had been brushing over the top of her breasts moved further down once more, cupping and gently squeezing her breast though the blouse while the hand on her thigh, with her legs spread as an invitation, moved further up again, brushing along and squeezing closer and closer until he felt the edge of her panties, lightly starting to stroke two fingers up and down the soft material. I wont even push too far tonight Erin, a movie theater is hardly the proper place for me to truly show you what your body can enjoy... but I might give you a taste of what you could experience. But if you happen to be feeling bold, you could just reach into my pants and grasp my cock.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness His voice was deep, tinged with need and desire -- for her! -- and Erin held still, listening intently, transfixed by the cadence of his words and her own pounding heartbeat. He was so insistent, so self-assured. So arrogant even. It reminded her of some of her mothers boyfriends but Erin pushed that thought away. She wouldn't let herself end up like her mom, and Dominick wasn't like any of the pricks who used her mother and ogled her as well. Maybe she shouldn't expect him to be exactly a gentleman, but compared to the trash her mom brought home he was a saint. And he brought her to a theatre, this wasn't a trailer or rutting in the grass out behind the pump as if Erin couldn't hear them back there. He said if she said no he would respect it, and Erin convinced herself it meant he respected her too, which was what she wanted most. She was sure he must see her eyes glistening slightly reflected in the light of the screen, feeling so emotional as she sat next to him, letting him touch her, keeping her legs open, and convincing herself this was ok. It WAS ok. She gasped at the feeling of his finger tip lightly toying at the crease at the top of her thigh, teasing gently with the hem of her panties. Erin was not used to this, not to a boys fingers at least although her own had visited that spot a time or two. Certainly not in a theatre. Dominick's touch felt so good she let out a gasp, and she heard the squeak of several fancy movie seats as she imagined others turning around to try to look, but she didn't care. It was dark. And this was ok, she was with Dominick, and whatever everybody else thought of her mom and of her, things would be different now. Erin tentatively brought her small hand across his pants to his shirt, feeling his hard abdomen under his shirt. She slipped a couple fingers under his belt, into his pants, a tight fit as they were still snapped and zipped. Oh Dom, she whsipered, gasping again as one of his fingers slipped ever so slightly under the hem of her panties, stroking her, and she realized how far he'd brought her body already, how she felt the yearning inside, the desire to be touched. She wanted so much, but she knew what came next when she did this to herself. Stop... not here, please, not like this... Erin heard a snicker two rows in front of them and something about trailer bitch.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Right now Dominic was truly enjoying himself, he was in a half decent movie that he was able to enjoy without paying much attention at all to it, and he was slowly slipping his fingers into the panties of the lovely young thing beside him. He was able to feel the moisture gathering there, he was just starting and her body already responded to him to wonderfully, such a sensitive little red head. Given enough time, and Dominic suspected it wouldn't be much longer, he knew that he would be able to have her body contorting in the chair as she struggled to hold back screams of pleasure. He had plenty of experience working with the female form, he considered himself skilled but her body was like a finely tuned instrument beyond any other, as if a talented violinist had gotten a Stradivarius dropped into their lap. What would he be able to do with a little bit more effort and time with her, she exuded innocence and given how responsive she was... just what would he be able to mold her into, what would he be able to expose her too, could a little effort shape her into what he had always truly desired? He heard the people turning around before them but that hardly mattered, he knew they wouldn't be able too see anything and even if they could it would show them that the schools innocent beauty was all his. He was feeling her hand slip into his pants, he wished that she had bothered to unzip them first so that she would get a real feel but this was an excellent start but his fingers were lightly pressing into her, tight but eased by the moisture and then... it was then that she said stop after moaning his name just a moment before. Dominic didn't stop, at least not right away, his fingers stroking for just a moment longer and even running across the little bundle of nerves right at the top of her slit. He did stop though, a little late after she had spoken but he did withdraw his hand from her leg, bringing it to his lips and lightly tasting the moisture that had gathered at his finger tips. He didn't fail to hear what had been said ahead of them, and he wasn't just going to let someone talk about her like that, she was his. Normally he would be happy to just jump the few rows between them and kick them in the back of the head. He had gotten thrown out of one of his previous schools for starting a brawl but considering this was the first date he didn't want to start a fight before her, holding his temper down and instead of doing what he truly wanted to do he grabbed ahold of the bag of candy that he had bought and threw, no hurled it down at the heads he saw before him, satisfied to head a little thwack and a burst of swearing. I did warn you that you might need to tell me twice. He teased her, whispering so as not to be heard, lust clear in his voice... but controlled.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness The trace of her on his finger tips had tasted absolutely fantastic and he wanted more then her, in fact it was tempting for him to just get down on his knees right there and pull aside her panties so that he could taste her straight from the source. He didn't know if it was because she was a virgin or just because it was her taste, but she was sweeter then normal. The spilled candy, popcorn, and soda on the floor in a sticky residue didn't even make him pause in that thought for a moment, but her comfort did, he wanted to push her slowly, not cross the line but awaken her desires and make the line change of her own desire and the pressure that he put upon her. Perhaps he would taste her again soon, but not just yet... or perhaps he would just need to enjoy her other lips first. I'm amazing? He asked with a smirk, enjoying the innocence of her kiss to his cheek. It was such a simple gesture and yet from her it felt even more intimate then having a slutty Hispanic girl tonguing his ass. Well all I did was throw a bag of chocolate at someone who said something rude about my girl. The hand that had been cupping her breast shifted as he spoke, cupping the back of her head and holding her in place, gently but firmly to keep her from moving back. And make no mistake Erin, you are mine. There was an intensity in his voice now, not threatening but a strong indication to her just what he was like, possessive, jealous, she might even be able to get a hint that he was controlling but that wasn't enough to give her his true measure just yet and rather then give her a moment to object to it or even think over what he had said he moved in to brush his lips against hers. The kiss started out soft, even more softly then her kiss of his cheek had been, the lightest possible contact just to tease her with the chaste contact before starting to deepen the kiss as he leaned into her, the lack of barrier between them making it easy to become more aggressive. It wasn't an instantaneous thing but before long his tongue was gently running over her lips before dipping into her mouth to tease a reaction from her, his hand which had been teasing her panties just moments ago running over her breasts, seeking to find a way under her shirt for a better feel. He didn't hold the kiss forever though, just as he was starting to feel a true need, arousal threatening to drive him mad and make him work on impulse Dominic broke the kiss off, another quick brush of his lips over hers at the end of it. Staying close to her his eyes met hers, even in the dark theater able to see her blush, just as she would be able to see his intensity and desire.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Dominick briefly interrupted her lips' pursuit of his with just a brief whisper, that she was dangerous -- and the fact he thought so only made the flame inside her burn even hotter. Erin felt like he had ignited her, set her heart ablaze with a heat that would burn down every trailer home on the lot, leaving none behind for her to worry about ending up in. And it made her giddy. And it made her bold. Erin leaned all the way to him, her mouth smiling wide, her white teeth shining as the two of them stole another quick kiss. She started to turn her face to that perfect angle that would invite him back, but he paused. His hand was on hers, strong again, guiding, momentarily taking charge. The sound of his zipper was loud enough that the snickering boys in front of them must have heard it, but she didn't hear a peep from them. Dominick took her smaller hand in his, and slipped it into his pants. Her moment of hesitation passed immediately as she realized no one said anything about the zipper sound because they knew Dominick wouldn't tolerate it, and she believed it, and it made her want him even more. She let him guide her hand in, all the way, finding him hard and thick and pulsing against her curious touch. Her fingers felt his heat, grasping him gently and feeling how much of him there was to encircle. Now he was talking to her, whispering urgently, not stopping, his words all chosen as if walking a razor's edge between intimidating and intimate was as natural to him as breathing, and Erin felt her body eating it up, gasping and opening her legs as his other hand returned to her leg. His touch was intoxicating, the feel of his cock speaking directly to an empty part of her that ached for completeness. Erin couldn't think about what she should do. Couldn't bring herself to worry about what her mother would do. The certainty of what she needed to do was all she could feel. She couldn't stop thinking how he was hard for her , this amazing guy yearning for her, like putty in the palm of her hand -- amazingly hard, thick putty. And even if the worry what anyone else would think could have somehow have penetrated the fog of hormones clouding Erin's thoughts, Dominicks final whispered entreaty, so possessive and protective at the same time, made her feel totally safe with him as she felt him slowly deconstructing every barrier she had to just giving in to him. Her fingers grasped inside his pants, stroking, her breath coming hot, her hips pressing for him, feeling her needs growing hot and wet between her legs, primal and urgent in their own way. She kissed him with a passion she'd never felt, never imagined even on those long summer nights she lay in bed sweating with just her hand and her imagination for company. Dominick's heart was perfect, his body... perfect, his feelings for her were everything she could dream of at that moment. She kissed him and pressed against him and stroked him, not thinking past the moment.
Thread: Start of Darkness (Google and Skittish_butterfly)

RE Start of Darkness Just two days before Dominic had met Erin on the first day of school, just a little less then a week ago, in a fit of boredom Dominic had gone to a massage parlor to take an edge off of the boredom. The massage had been half decent but it had ended with what Dominic would have classified as a professional hand job from an Asian girl who had to be able to speak better English then she had let on... an Asian who probably gave a dozen hand jobs a day and would have plenty of practice at pleasing men with her hands... This was better though, Erin's hand might be a tad bit hesitant and the rhythm wasn't perfect, but Erin wasn't doing it for money or because she was expecting him to take her to a fancy macro biotic fusion restaurant after the movie, she was doing it because she wanted to please him and that brought a massive smile to his face before she kisses him, something that had been unexpected but he responded to it quickly and took charge again before long, seeking to establish dominance through his kiss, releasing the back of her head and starting to shift his hand down into her blouse, his hand roaming eagerly even as he felt her hips shift in an open and clear invitation to him. The movie, if Dominic was any judge at all, would soon be reaching its climax as the survivors were all herded together for one massive last stand. The movie wouldn't be the only thing experiencing a climax though and as a point of pride Dominic wouldn't be allowing her to get him off without making sure she screamed in a manner that made it very clear to everyone in the theater what they had been up too. His hand on her thigh moved upward and now instead of just teasing her he quickly pulled aside the crotch of her panties, tracing a finger back and forth across the moistened slit for a few moments before gently sliding it into her. He was taking his time with that finger, she was tight around him and he didn't want to cause an undue amount of pain as he was gently curling that finger within her, searching carefully for the sweet spot that would make her toes curl while his thumb ran in small circles over her clit, slowly at first but increasing in speed as the kiss grew deeper, rougher even as his teeth lightly caught over her tongue and lips, maybe enough to cause a slight amount of discomfort but not exposing her to the pain that he wanted to show her, that he wanted her to learn to crave. I want to hear you scream my name. He growled against her lips, his body tensing with its own impending release, it had been nearly a week, and he had been on edge since the movie nearly started. I want you to scream and moan as your juices soak my fingers, I want to make you lick my fingers clean and then taste you as we kiss. He wanted so much more then that but right now he was playing gentle with her now, not saying how he wanted her on her knees, arms bound behind her back, hair messed, makeup smeared, begging him to use her... that would come later.