Thread: The Point of No Return (The_PG&Malicious Lullaby)

The sudden attack nearly made Pratt spill his own drink. Luckily it contained much less of the red than Esther's had, and it was an exceptionally large glass. Only a few droplets made it over the rim, and those quickly slid down into his skin to be absorbed more slowly than what had traveled down his gullet up until this point. He half laughed, and half purred into the wet mouth locked against his, Mhmmm, Was the sound. His own free hand managed to wrap itself around Esther's side and rest steadily between her shoulder blades making it far easier for her to press the firm kiss into his mouth. Pratt returned the kiss with rapidly equaling gusto as the sound of her breathing filled his ears and the heat from her body spread along his. Momentarily Pratt attempted to slip his tongue passed her lips, but it was only a moment, for a moment later she accepted it and their bodies connected in an even more electric way. The strong taste of the wine was quickly overpowered by a sweetness and hunger that could only be tastier if it were smothered in chocolate. His own breathing began to labor somewhat as their tongues battled, bringing shocks of pleasure that only hinted in the smallest sense of what was to come later. All too soon the kiss ended, and Pratt took the moment not to regain his breath but finish the wine and set the cup far enough away that it would not become damaged in what was to come. Well if'n I'be mistah Droonky, you'll be bein missy hot'n'heavy, Pratt breathed with a smile as he felt Esther's hands on the buttons of his shirt. He was rather glad that he had removed the majority of them, for he was sure she would have otherwise ruined a several hundred dollar shirt and rip the lot of them from the fabric. Thankfully only a few remained, and he helped her with the last two. The undershirt beneath practically flew off, it was a much simpler process. Meanwhile Pratt had slipped his hands to the tops of Esther's shoulders. Carefully, albeit a bit clumsily, he rolled the lacy material of her corset down to just above her elbows. The reveal of all that bare skin that ended in even more cleavage at the top of he shirt sent his heart pulsing heartily, and blood pooling between his legs into his growing manhood. It made his lips dry too, and so he licked them as his hands dropped onto Esther's lap. Feeling her creamy thighs in his hands continued the buildup, and he grasped the smooth skin in a slowly massaging manner as his eyes finally moved back up to her own twinkling ones. Leaning forward to plant another kiss on her lips, he was sure that he heard some disappointment as it turned into only a brief kiss. But quickly the sound turned into something more delighted as he moved across her lips to the delicate jawline that he kissed, nibbled, and even lightly sucked as he made his way towards her neck. There he stopped and spent some time ravishing the delicate skin with kisses, suckling, and running his tongue along the quivering skin. Meanwhile, Pratt's hands had moved further and further up Esther's hips until they disappeared beneath her skirt. Quickly the fingertips were brushing at her panties waistband, but instead of diving into that treasure they moved upwards until they appeared at the rim of her skirts waistband. Slowly drifting to either hip, and lifting until his fingers were also underneath the bottom of Esther's corset. Then just as his lips reached her beautifully sculpted ear, and his tongue burrowed into the sensitive cleft, he lifted with both hands. Slowly the skirt drifted upward as the corset rolled up on itself and also made it's way upwards. The pause came just as the skirt was about to lift over Esther's breasts. With a sigh of his own disappointment, Pratt broke the contact of his lips from her sweet skin, and glanced over at Esther's face. Ready? He asked with a broad smile, all she had to do was place both hands over her head and the clothes would come off entirely. It obviously was not that hard of a decision, as her hands reached towards the ceiling. See, He began as the clothing went up and over, Nah need ta dance, doh I wouldn't mine seein it a'some point. With a smile, he took in her angelic form with a quiver that went through his body noticeably, My my, quite da beaut ya be.