Thread: Of Blood and Stone; Caressed by Fire - [DA and Haru] NSFW links

Alex glanced over at Kirturok as he asked her about sudden rosy visage. She could feel the warmth creep along her skin, myriad tingles making her feel more aliveand awarethan she'd ever been before. Biting down on her lower lip, she wondered just how to answer such a question. Finally, setting her jaw and walking a little straighter, with purpose and determination, she let out a tiny sigh and leaned closer to her chaperone. I'm hardly embarrassed, Alex stated. Though what lady would ever admit, in public, that she enjoyed such attention? She smiled prettily, satisfied that her answer would give Kirturok something to ponder. She couldn't admit that though such regard was rude and made her gasp, it also made her tummy flutter. Knowing she could stir emotionsamong other thingswith a simple glance...there was something to be said about that. Before long, Kirturok allowed Alex to lead him inside the Tin Whistle. She was delighted that he was eager to please and dote on her per her guardians' wishes. Watching him sit down, she could pretend he was a secret lover she was meeting for a private tryst. The two of them in hiding from her aunt who would surely punish them should they be caught. But it was only fancy, a wistful dream flitting through her head. Really? You'd take me here again? Alex asked, her smile bright and lighting up her entire face. I think I'd like that very much. Just then a serving girl not much older than Alex approached their table. Her red dress flattered her figure and left little to the imagination as her breasts nearly spilled out of the low cut scoop of the bodice. She leaned over the table, her full attention on Kirturok as she moved to give him an ample view. Her mousy hair was swept up in an unkempt knot that somehow looked attractive atop her head. Alex frowned, which only made the girl smile bigger. What can I get for you? she asked, not once did she look Alex's way. Wine? Ale? Tea? A warm bed... she winked as she stood up to full height. He called her 'kitten'. Charlie wanted to purr as the word rolled off Tal's lips. She loved when he called her that, a name meant only for her, setting her apart from everyone else. It made her feel special, like she somehow stood out. Standing there before him, she could feel her juices dripping down her inner thighs, betraying her need, her desire. Slowly, methodically, he removed his pants, placing them in equal footing as he presented his erect cock for her to see in all its glory. Charlie sucked in a sharp breath as she watched it throb and twitch, her own clit aching to be sated. Suddenly speechless, she feared she might faint. The sight of Tal as he sat there on her bed, so smug and confident and beautiful...she wanted him. Badly. She always had. A soft whimper escaped Charlie in that moment, her one hand reaching down to feel just how much wetter she'd become. She gasped, her eyes closing for a brief moment before she fixed them back on Tal's dark gaze. I... she stammered, her cunt seething, longing for his touch. Tal... she was pleading with him, her eyes begging. You never did play fair. Charlie's face reddened and she reached for the hem of her shirt. Slowly, she pulled the thing over her head and discarded it onto the floor. Bared before him, she let her arms drop to her sides. Her nipples stood at full attention as the cool air kissed her skin. Please, Tal... Charlie said again more urgently, desperately. She could hardly believe what she was doing. But for Tal? She knew she'd do anything.