loccent | run with wolves

[She knows that she wants it, she wants it so desperately she's all but trembling above him. He gently spreads her legs and she can't, strokes his hands over all that bare skin, and Eun curls her toes against the tile floor.

The first touch of his lips has her freezing in place, muscles in her legs tensing tightly. His mouth is wet and hot against her and she is struck by how incredible it feels after all this time. Eun tries hard to stay still, even as his hand rises to stroke over her clit, but it's so, so difficult.

If they were on a bed, perhaps she could have stroked his shoulders or pressed her feet against the mattress. She might have been able to rise up against his mouth, but she is stuck in this position, standing as he pleasures her the way she's been thinking of for weeks. She can't imagine being able to stay there long enough to come, and yet the visual of him bringing her just as they they are not drives her excitement higher.]

Oh god, oh my god...please...

[ He smiles against her skin before returning to his task of making her quiver. When he pulls back, he replaces his tongue with his fingers to show her a preview of what he plans to do later on.

They won't be spending the entire time here. Her comfort and the promise of more than simple foreplay has him coming up behind her. Tracking a path up her spine with his mouth now, even as he strokes her with varying degrees of urgency. ]

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[Grateful as she is for the press of his mouth against her, tongue making her shudder above him as it is, Eun cannot help but realize that all of this pleasure just makes her want more. She opens her mouth to say something, to ask at last, when he pulls back and presses inside her with his fingers.

She groans his name at once, one elbow slowly buckling so that she braces against the counter with a forearm. Her body slowly rocks against the press of his fingers as he rises, as he draws his mouth up her spine and drives her wilder. Keeping quiet is an impossibility now, and she squeezes tightly around his fingers with each plaintive sound for more.]

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[ He feels her buckle and he is unable to resist nipping her shoulder in a bid of possessiveness. Asil snakes an arm around her waist, drawing her back against him while offering support, even as he strokes her with even more urgency.

He scents her desire, her arousal. And the plea she wraps around the syllables of his name is music to his ears. ]

Tell me what you want, Eun.

[Eun lets out a purr at the nip to her shoulder, body shivering in response. She trusts his strength as she would have no others as he pulls her back against him, savoring the contact even as he drives her crazy in his arms.

She wants more, she wants to face him, she wants a hundred things all fueled by her impatience and need. Eun covers his arms with her own, trying to let him bring her what she's been craving...and when he asks her what she wants she lets out a low, brief laugh. It only briefly interrupts the other sounds she gives him, hips still rolling against his touch in a bid for satisfaction.]

Five-million dollars in unmarked bills, darling, what do you think I want?

[ He answer is so unexpected - and hardly the appropriate one to his posed question. But he laughs, a lpw and throaty sound as he spins her around to slant a thoroughly carnal kiss over her mouth. ]

Enough of foreplay.

[ He picks her up easily and expertly, keeping her close with one arm while the other hooks behind her knee to urge her to wrap her legs around his waist. Making a beeline for his bedroom is easy after that - he does not lock the door, has no need to.

There will be a bruise on her shoulder in the shape of his lips tomorrow. There will be another right beneath her jaw.

But first, he will get them both onto his bed where he can cover her properly with his body. ]

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[His laugh somehow only further adds to her arousal. She enjoys the edge of play in their interaction, and so she is smiling, pleased with herself when he turns her to claim her mouth for another kiss.

With his answer, she allows another low chuckle to slip out, fully in agreement. He's picked her up enough times now to sense when he's about to do it. His hands move, and Eun rises up into his arms, legs already moving around his waist even as he seeks to guide them. Her eyes briefly catch glimpses of his home as they move, the stairway and the hall of the second floor, but aside from a quick look at his bedroom, her attention is fully on him.

He settles her on the bed, and covers her with his own, and Eun leans up to steal a kiss of her own, all impatience with teeth and tongue--and absolutely a distraction.

Her legs, which had wrapped around his body, still tangle around his legs. He may sense her tensing, but as a werewolf she is faster than she ever was as a human. With strength and speed she attempts to flip them, to press him back to his own bed and sit straddling his hips.]

[ Eun catches him by surprise, but then he is so very distracted by the whole of her that he does not register when they roll, only that she ends up straddling him. The moon on her shoulder and the large window that takes up nearly an entire wall frames her for him in a play of shadow and silvery light.

Asil rears up, a sigh passing his lips as the welcome weight of her presses down against his arousal. He uses one arm, bent at the elbow to prop him up, while the other rests at the small of her back, drawing her near.

There is hunger in his eyes as he watches her, his lips closing over one breast to suckle and nip with a hint of teeth. ]

[That he does not immediately try to flip them over again or protest pleases her immensely. It's evident from the expression on her face, which only deepens with pleasure as he sighs. Eun shifts ever so slightly, aware of her weight, aware of the pressure and friction between them.

And when he props himself up, as he tries to draw her closer, Eun allows him for the moment. His mouth finds her breast and she shudders against him with a low groan of approval.

But she does not surrender to what he offers as easily as she had in the kitchen.

Her hand finds his chest and pushes him down with intent, and Eun leans over him, skimming past his mouth and making her way to his throat. There, she kisses, but does not nip, and sucks over his beating pulse as her voice comes out rough and aroused.]

You had your chance in the kitchen. You got to touch and tease and make me moan for you. But you missed your window for anything more for the moment, and now it's my turn.

[And perhaps he will note that there is something in her tone to indicate that she does not mean to let this chance slip by. Her hands stroke down his chest and stomach as she tentatively scrapes her teeth over his skin, hips rolling gently against his in a way that is as much for her pleasure as it absolutely is for his.]

[ His back hits the mattress and he almost forgets to breathe. This is a different side to her. One he'd glimpsed briefly and not a moment more. His lips are dry with want, his breaths short when she rolls her hips and his own rise up to meet her rhythm.

When he blinks, and gold seeps into his irises, anticipation building eith each passing second. ]

Will you ride me, querida?

[ The words leave him like a caress and he lets his gaze rake appreciatively over her nakedness. ]

[They had been taking it slow, and so Eun had let him direct things, let him show her how far he was willing to go and had done nothing to escalate things. She had held back her need and her want, and she had held back the side of her that all too often was assertive. Dominant.

There is no reason to hold back now, and as her fingers play over the muscle of his chest, brushing past his nipples as well, she pulls back to look him in the eyes. The wolf rises in her gaze, and Eun's fingernails rake lightly over his skin.]

When I'm ready, I will.

[But first, she feels that turnabout is fair play. While Asil had enjoyed sampling the flesh and curves of her body, Eun hasn't done the same. Her mouth works its way down from his throat to his chest, kissing and sucking where she pleases, and teasing sensitive dips and lines of his abdomen with the tip of her tongue. She does not bother to hide her intentions, which is working her way lower down his body. Perhaps he might have enjoyed if she were to ride him through his underwear, but as Eun indulges in nipping at the soft skin of his side, she doesn't see the point in leaving that garment on any longer. After pressing a final kiss to his abdomen, just above the band of his clothing, she rises up once more to hook her fingers beneath. Lifting, tugging, she pulls the last of his clothing down and away, and lets her fingertips trail down the newly exposed skin at the crease of his thigh. It is not, perhaps, where he wants her hand at the moment, but Eun has a particular fondness for the sensitivity of that soft space and its proximity to things that draw her attention.

Her eyes lift to meet his once more, watching his face as her hand travels inward and gently encircles and strokes him.]

[ He has to fight back the hiss that threatens to passes his lips when Eun sets her mouth of his body. She'll feel him shift beneath her, not enough to dislodge her from where she sits, but enough for her to know that he's receptive to her ministrations.

Asil presses the back of his head back against the mattress, his knees drawing up to keep her settled across his hips only to move when she moves to do away with the last strip of clothing hiding him from her.

He is well on his way to hard and a sharp shudder moves through him when he feels her trace the vulnerable juncture of hip and thigh. He is muttering in low, short and breathless Spanish all the while - and when she finally lays her hand on him he finds his fingers curling tight around her flesh.

His eyes are bright gold - the wolf brought forth because of his rising lust. ]

[There is something to be said for reactions beyond sound and movement. Eun does not miss the way he shifts when she touches him, the sounds and breaths he takes, but it is the gold of his wolf that she finds she likes best of all. It spurs her onward, in as much as as she wants it to. He took his time with her, after all, and Eun has found it easier to control her own need and want by stoking the fires hotter in him.

She likes that she can reduce him to speaking to her in his native tongue.

Her hands touch him, and his find her body and grip tight. Eun makes a low pleased sound as she slowly turns him over in her hands. They're warm and smooth, and she is careful to treat him with the same care he showed her...

But perhaps she does not have quite his patience, of which he seems to have too much and not enough depending on the situation. Leaning forward, Eun presses a kiss to the other crease of his thigh, tongue flicking out barely just to tease him, steadily moving closer to where her hands stroke and tease him. With one she holds him upright, and tilts her head to the side so he can see her press her lips to that hard length. So he can watch as she carefully uses lips, tongue, and hints of suction to build him up to more intense foreplay. It would not normally be her style, perhaps, but the transition is not difficult as she's come to regard Asil not a brief, consenting partner, but a lover.]

It is a good thing that werewolves are long lived. I think it would take me a some time to even begin having my fill of pleasing you.

[ There's a low growl in his throat as she pleasures him, occasionally cut off by soft and labored whines. She is welcome to feel how he trembles with the effort to keep still beneath her grasp, and the deliberate tenderness of his touch as he runs his fingers through her hair in a bid to urge her on.

He had wondered with every kiss - and with each quip sent confidently his way - how her mouth might feel wrapped around his cock. Now he knows.

He barks out a breathless laugh at her remark and reaches over to graze his fingers along her temple, down her cheek and along the shell of her ear. ]

I think we can agree that we will have plenty of time to do precisely that.

[While Eun is appreciative of any sound that Asil makes, and the growls in his throat somehow seem to rumble low in her body as well, it is those plaintive whines, the ones she seems to almost have to startle from him, that she chases. This is her hunt, to not make him lose patience with however long she offers her attentions, but to be as affected by them as she has been by him. His trembling spurs her on, and Eun focuses entirely on using every bit of skill she has to bring him to the edge.

It would be a power move on her part to push him over the edge. To make him come because she has decided that she wants it that way. Tonight is not about power, however, and as the brush of his fingers bring a shiver down her spine, she remembers this. It is not about turns, or one-upping each other or competing. It is only winning if they do this together.

So while she enjoys the feel of him in her mouth and the way she has an effect on him, she draws him out slowly and drops a kiss to the tip. Her hands release him in favor of stroking his bare thighs, but she does not move away just yet.]

The question is, would it please you more to have me continue what I was doing, or to sit on top of you once more?

[There is warmth in her eyes as she asks, and as she waits for answers she teases him, flicking her tongue against the sensitive spots she's discovered earlier.]

Eun. [ Her name is a plea and a demand, as he pushes himself up to reach for her and tug back up towards him.

As much as her mouth and ministrations have prompted such delicious sensations to run through him, he misses her mouth on his and the opportunity to touch her more and finally know the feeling of her heat pressing down and around him. ]

[His response prompts a low, throaty chuckle from Eun as she allows him to pull her up his body once more. She greets him once more with a kiss, and pulls his hands to her body, having missed the touch of his hands on her breasts and waist. Eun nips at his upper lip lightly. She feels a little giddy inside, experiencing this all over again but with the added nuances that emotions bring to it. There is a connection there, and somehow it is more freeing than she ever would have imagined.

Her leg slips over his body again, and Eun cups his face in her hands as her hair falls like a curtain around them. Carefully, she settles her weight just above his hips, resting there and out of contact as she enjoys the feel of his mouth on hers once more.

When she speaks against his mouth, it's in quiet, intimate tones, breathy from their kisses.]

Tell me again that you want me, Asil.

[ She moves over him and he lets an arm come snug around her waist, the other coming to fill his palms with the warmth of her breast so he can trace his thumb around her nipple. He shifts his hips as she straddles him again, seeking the opportunity to rub his cock against the warmth between her legs only to find that she has settled higher on his body. He can feel her already slick for him. He's unable to help the sub-vocal growl deep in his chest as the scent of her lust spurs him on.

He nips at her mouth, catching Eun's bottom lip between his teeth. The wolf as impatient as he. ]

Mi amor. Do not tease, I need you, [ he croons, squeezing her breast just hard enough to get her to react before he slips his hand between their bodies to touch her and pleasure her again. ]

I have not slept a night since our breakfast without dreaming of what it would be like to have you like this.

[ His voice is husky with need and want. And she is welcome to hear the ring of truth in his words, the sincerity of his desire and his feelings. ]

Ride me, my love. Let me fill you.

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[It's warm in Asil's bedroom, but she hadn't realized how lacking in warmth she was until she felt his body under hers, or his arm wrapping around her. She groans as his hand palms her breast, as his thumb teases around the sensitive tip. She can feel him moving beneath her, seeking out the friction between their bodies, and laughs once more low in her throat. His reaction strokes her ego and she accepts the nip to her lips in payment for how she is teasing him.

Her back arches into his squeeze, but it's the way his hand slips between her legs like this that has her lifting up enough to grant him access. She squirms there with a moan of his name, hearing him give her exactly the answer she'd wanted and so much more.

Could she ever have trusted those words from another when she was human? She can't imagine it, and even if she couldn't hear the truth in his voice now, Eun would believe Asil. She rocks against his hand with needy sounds of her own, and reaches between her own legs, past his industrious fingers, to carefully grasp his cock once more. Holding it upright, she shifts her body down his body just enough to press the tip against her opening.]

I'll give you everything you want, mi alma. I've been fantasizing about this for weeks now...

[She is warm and slick with need, and Eun shifts her hand to his, to keep his fingers teasing her clit as she looks down at him. Braced with her other hand on his shoulder, Eun slowly sinks down the length of him, at last whimpering for him from how good it feels. She had missed this feeling of being filled, and he feels so very right inside her.

Her eyes shift as her wolf comes to the forefront once more, and Eun carefully shifts her hips from side to side, to make sure she's taken him as deeply as she can. With a shudder, she draws both of her hands over his chest, caressing him still.]

You look absolutely delicious beneath me.

[ A tight hiss passes his teeth as she presses around him, sheathing him in her heat.

It has been so, so long since he has been with anyone and that it is this woman, that it is Eun makes his general abstinence from the pleasures of the flesh all the more worth it.

He pushes himself up, mouth catching hers even as he moves his weight so that he is halfway sitting up. ] I live to please my love.

[ He's filling his hands with her breasts again and dipping his head to give one and the other the attention they so richly deserve. His touch is harder, testing her threshold for pleasure and pain and happy to focus his full attention on learning what she enjoys, and what might make her toes curl. ]

Tell me, Eun, [ he moves his mouth back up her throat now, thumbs playing over her nipples. ] Tell me what fantasies you dreamt up for us.

[ There is a promise in his words that the reality will most definitely be infinitely more satisfying. ]

[They fit so well together. They are so good together. She can't imagine why she had any concerns or misgivings in the car. There is no tension of trying to restrain themselves to add spice, but there is unbridled desire and need that sinks her deep into the moment.

He rises to meet her midway, and Eun leans down to kiss him, to claim his mouth once more as her own. Carefully, her hips rock forward, as he breaks the kiss, as his mouth finds her breasts once more. Eyes closing, she savors not just the pressure and heat, or the slickness of his mouth, but the tighter hold of his hands, the way he kneads them and makes her squeeze tighter around him.

She comes to rest her arms on his shoulders, enjoying his attention too much now to push him back again. When she is ready, she will ride him in earnest, but he does things to her that affect her so much more than she ever anticipated. Hips rocking against his, not lifting yet, she lifts her chin as his mouth finds her throat and he teases her nipples, stiff and straining for him.]

This, for one...me on top of you like this, riding you the way I love to do. [She opens her eyes then, looking down at him with confidence and a flushed face.] I had a dream one morning that I'd woken up to your mouth between my thighs and your fingers curled up tight inside me. That you didn't stop until I was screaming for you.

[Her eyes close again, imagining that one again briefly, and holding back how disappointed she'd been to wake for real and find it was a dream.]

I think about you taking me in your greenhouse in the middle of the day, pinning my wrists to the ground. Would you enjoy that? Having me beneath you among all your roses?

[ The images come so easily to mind, are so close to his own fantasies, that he wonders if something about her effect on him gave his thoughts away. But perhaps it is the chemistry between them, the sensual connection of their preferences and the meeting of minds - whatever the case, he purrs beneath her ear. ]

I would have you keening beneath me, querida. And yes, I can see you in my greenhouse, with the sun on your skin and your fingers threaded through mine as I taste you in every way.

[ His hands skim around her body, fingers splayed beneath her shoulder blades as he draws her close and catches her earlobe between his teeth. ]

I would have you in this bed or on my couch. I would have you leaning back against me as I part your legs that I might play your body like a guitar and bask in the sweet, sweet tones of your voice wrapped around my name.

Until you begged me to finally take you.

[ His voice drops on that last sentence and his hands have fallen to the fullness of her hips. ] Would you like that, mi amor?

[Eun shudders at his purr, as he speaks directly into her ear. It's sensual and erotic and she loves it far, far too much. She'd had every intention of riding him, of building up to that, but at the moment she cannot help but linger as his hands and words absolutely overwhelm her.

He pulls her closer, and she cannot help herself. She listens intently, breathing strained as he adds a fantasy of his own. It comes so, so very close to one she'd had as well. With a whimpering sound she rocks against him once more, unable to keep still for long when he is tight inside her heat and playing her hotter with words alone.]

I'd love that, because I thought of it too. Only when I thought about it, you were already inside me while your fingers played over me and your mouth sucked bruises to my neck. And...

[She rises up then, with just her hips. The length of his cock slips out partway before she sinks back down over him with a groan. Her lips find his ear, and she kisses there gently before adding:]

And you had me watch you touch me in front of a mirror.

[ The sound that leaves him is caught between a groan and a growl, the friction between them has his blood up. And he fills his hands with her buttocks to squeeze while teasing the rear tip of her entrance with his fingers.

He bites down on her shoulder, sucking on flesh and fully intent to leave her with marks to remember tonight by. He is speaking in Spanish again, promising her the world and more as he urges her to ride him in earnest. ]

You will be the ruin of me [ and he means every last word. Because he wants to fill her that way, to push his cock into her and tease her clit, mouth fastened onto her neck in an act that marks her as his. ]

[It is enough. Oh, is it ever enough. His reaction thrills her even more now that he is pressed inside her, and she bucks forward as his hands grasp her rear tightly. The brush of his fingertips makes her shudder again, but it's his teeth at her shoulder and the hard pressure of his mouth that kicks her into action.]

I will be the saving of you, mi amor.

[It is the last thing she says for the moment. Her hands move to his shoulders and she exerts enough pressure on them to push him back down to the bed. Back straightened, she braces herself on his body as her hips begin to move. She's slow to start, feeling out the length of him with her body, learning where she needs to shift and how to move...

But before long Eun is riding him as she promised she would. Her hips rise and fall with an ease she's never had before, and Eun revels in the gifts of her new life that allow her to do what she loves so well and so easily. He fits inside her perfectly, long enough but not too long, thick enough to stretch her in all of the right ways, and when she thrusts him deep inside once more it makes her groan aloud, so much louder than she's been before. Eyes closed, she works over him with single-minded purpose as her slick inner walls squeeze him within her over and over again.]

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