Faux "Foxy's" Cave

[Faux_Pas]

*Scampers onto her own little caveplace to avoid causing any more trouble in the Shark's zone*

 

[Faux_Pas]

but...but...I like causing trouble!

Quite fully aware of this!!
*Pounces a Lady and starts nuzzling her fingers, licking and cuddling her palm*

 

[Faux_Pas]

It's my way...love me or leave me
caresses a pretty Fauxy

Well, I'm not running away yet, sooo....
*grins and licks her fingertips, caressing each one lovingly, moving to place kisses up her arm*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*stomps in, still pulling Foxy by her locks, tugging her up the stairs to her own room, tossing her toward her bed, the collision depositing her there*

Hm...appropriate to drag you back to a cave with that comment. Now then...any other smart remarks?

*His grin is crooked, tilted a bit more than humor would call for.*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*stomps in, still pulling Foxy by her locks, tugging her up the stairs to her own room, tossing her toward her bed, the collision depositing her there*

Hm...appropriate to drag you back to a cave with that comment. Now then...any other smart remarks?

*His grin is crooked, tilted a bit more than humor would call for.*

Ow owOWWIE!
*whines a he drops her against her bed, glaring up at him as she rubs her head, a touch of a pout added to the look*
Comments? You mean like you're a big ol' jerk and meanie for yanking me around by my hair like that?!
*huffs a bit, then folds her arms and shakes her head*
Aside from that, then... No. No comments at all.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Ow owOWWIE!
*whines a he drops her against her bed, glaring up at him as she rubs her head, a touch of a pout added to the look*
Comments? You mean like you're a big ol' jerk and meanie for yanking me around by my hair like that?!
*huffs a bit, then folds her arms and shakes her head*
Aside from that, then... No. No comments at all.

You think that's mean? I'm a jerk...oh really now?

*His hand is in her hair again, the other wrapped around her throat, thumb resting under her jaw. His voice is close; his lips mere inches from hers as he speaks*

I'll show you mean...

 

[Faux_Pas]

Yes. Yes I do.
*draws a quick breath as his hand snatches back into her hair, looking up At him with eyes that attempt defiance, only to gasp a touch as he places a hand along her neck. Still trying... Failing now.*
Oh? What're you gonna do? Take away my cookies?
*still trying. Her voice is wavering, even while trying to get those words out.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

Cookies? No. But I am going to take.

*His fingers clutch tight, cutting off her breath.*

Air, that's what I'll take first. You can't have any until I say.

*Things had started good-natured, but now he felt some of the lingering violence in him welling up. This might get bad for her, but his mind was only on the way he widened her eyes at his forceful grip*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*attempts to smile, only for it to quickly fade away as he glares down at her, tightening his fingers against her neck. A whimper, her eyes growing bigger as he digs them a bit more into the muscles in her throat, the sound growing a bit louder as her hands clasp at his wrist... Maybe being a brat again was a bad idea....*

If it... makes any difference... I was going t-to share....

*There's a tiny attempt at a laugh, which quickly turns to a scared little squeak.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

It's good to know you'd share. But it's a little late to mention it now...

*His hand slips from her neck, roving over the ample swell of her chest, cupping one firm breast, appreciating its weight in his palm. His eyes hold hers as he squeezes and kneads the supple flesh of her tit.*

What to take next...I know. I'll take your clothes. After all, cavemen didn't wear much and their conquests didn't either.

*sudden and harsh movements yank her shirt up and off, forcing her arms to raise. The shirt is tossed aside and deft fingers find the clasp to her bra, unsnapping it and pulling the fabric free of her bosom, discarding it with equal disregard.*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*pouts a touch, drawing another, longer breath as his hand drifts from her throat. Strong hands, big hands, powerful digits that leave a shiver down her spine. The warmth of them as he slips down her skin, against her shirt, a contemplating look in his eyes that leaves her both curious and a touch afraid...*

My... clothes?
*Her voice is soft, a quick yelp of a sound leaving her lips as he grabs and yanks, nearly tearing the shirt form her body as he forces it up and over her head, arms complying with the tug of the fabric. Mere seconds of the shirt's removal and he finds her bra, easily slipping it open and ripping that free as well, leaving her topless before him. Her eyes widen, at first going to cover herself, only to hesitate and press her hands back against the bed, hard breaths leaving through her lips as she shifts and looks straight ahead.... His chest, his waist. Not his eyes. The caveman comment seemed to hit a nerve...*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*His eyes devour her naked flesh, but he has more to remove. His words were absolute, and so should be her nudity. A gruff shove puts her off balance enough for his hands to grasp the waistband of her jeans; unbuttoned, unzipped and unceremoniously removed, the thin wisp of her panties tugged away in the same motion.*

There we go. Much better.

 

[Faux_Pas]

*Surprised at the sudden push, flipping back a bit on the bed, finding her jeans quickly yanked off from her legs, panties wrapped into the bundle as he throws them aside. Left nude before him, staring up, finally meeting those eyes, drawing scared and excited breaths between parted lips. Grabby and demanding. Yanking and pushing. Part of her wants to call him a jerk and fight back. Another is absolutely loving this.*

Ugh, ugh.

*A smirk, a wiggle of her hips against the bed as she starts to sit back up.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*That smirk. It inflames him, causes him to smirk himself. It is not a jovial smile. His hands are in her hair and at her throat again, clutching and squeezing*

Funny. Let's see how funny you are with my cock in your mouth.

*He realizes his aggression is off the charts. He can't even remember what set him off. All he's aware of is the sudden ache in his groin and the need to shove his hardened length between her lips.*

Undo my jeans and take my cock out.

*His words are direct, sharp. His eyes hold no sign of wavering*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*her laughter is cut short by another curt grab of his hands, twisting into hair, claiming her throat, muting the sound himself. A tiny whimper, watching his eyes as he stares down. Words. Mocking, angry without shouting. Blunt. Wants to silence her....*

I-

*Hard to say much with that hand. That stare. Those words. More are given, a demand, command. Now and immediate. Her hands hastily raise, swallowing against his palm along her throat, moving along the zipper of his jeans, feeling what's already waiting for her to hurry up. She doesn't dare glance up again, not with that last look given. Focus on this. The jeans are lowered, his undergarments pushed down, releasing the other waiting for her to do as he wanted. A quick upward glance finally, her eyes wide. Still no try at words, simply acknowledging that what was asked is done. Her mouth opens, but no words. Simply showing that she understands what he wants. Her tongue presented, a soft pink platform waiting for him.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*Silent obedience brings a grin to his lips, though it just misses his eyes. Her mouth is open, waiting. His shaft is twitching in anticipation. A slow, deliberate rock of his hips puts his tip to her tongue, slides it along the ridged bumps covering it. The fingers in her hair tug her forward, repositioning her. The hand encircling her throat is tightening. He can feel the limits of her mouth nearing. He doesn't stop.*

That's it. Close your mouth. And...mind your teeth.

 

[Faux_Pas]

Mmph...

*The most of an answer possible, taking him as she closes her eyes, feeling him slip further and further into her mouth. The texture of his cock riding against her tongue, claiming passage deeper with her lips. Her eyes tighten, that whimper returning, trying to keep her teeth free of his skin as her mouth tightens against him. Further. He goes for more, his pelvis nearly pressing against her mouth now, his grip strong in her hair, against her throat. No moving away even if she wanted.... Questionable at the moment. Just the moment.*

Nn...

*A glance upward, a touch apologetic for her comments, what brought her to this situation. Only a touch, however. The brat inside her is relishing this.... Makes her wonder how far she can push....*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*There's no need to keep her held at the neck any further. His member will see to her suffocation, should he decide to test how long she can hold her breath. That hand busies itself with walking slowly down her body as he twists and turns her more, pulling and moving her into a laying position, head just barely hanging off the edge of the bed. His fingers haven't given an inch of wiggle room in her tresses. The traipsing fingers find her mound and easily pinch her clit between thumb and forefinger as his hips rock suddenly, stuffing his crown into the unexpecting entry of her throat. That look in his eyes is still severe, but his grin is more pleased than vengeful. No more words, none needed for now. Just the holding of that position, waiting to see the panic rise when she realizes he's not pulling back to let her breathe...*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*A shudder runs through her skin as he draws his hand away, letting it trace against her before tugging and guiding, pulling her against the bedsheets without withdrawing his length from its new happy home. She refuses to let him go, her eyes still closed as she sucks and clutches, fingers raising to draw against his hips as he moves her. She doesn't want to let them separate, after all the work that's gone into connection thus far....*

HNN!!

*The sudden grasp of his fingers against delicate flesh causes her legs to flail out, then quickly draw in tightly, curling up her knees a bit at the unexpected pinch. The reaction brings one from him as well, a thrust, deep and hard, burying past the point of her throat's ideal acception. A gag, her neck extending, attempting to accommodate... The thrust bringing tears to her eyes as she fights the reaction her body tries to give, looking up at him as it stays locked. She swallows, tries anyway- no room. Room for him, forced room. Her lips tremble, losing that ability to suck, lost in her inability to breathe. A whimper, louder this time. Scared, worried. A start to flail, fingers digging into his skin as her foot kicks down against the bed.*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*His fingers toy with her clit as she struggles against the solid flesh filling her throat, restricting her airway. Her legs start to kick a bit and he knows that the test is becoming dangerously close to torture. It might be reluctance in his eyes as his hips pull away, nothing more than a few glistening spiderwebs of saliva connecting her mouth and his manhood.*

You did good. Only a tiny gag. See, a jerk would have let you go on struggling for air. I'd much rather you have a chance to breathe now and again. Which I hope you've done, because...

*He trails off as he feeds his length back into her mouth, prodding into her throat, feeling her tense, resting a few seconds, then withdrawing far enough for her to gasp a ragged breath. Then in again, to the hilt. Her nose buried against his pelvis each time.*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*Her muffled moans are able to break free as he slips out, though the tears in her eyes are still trying to fall. Gasping for breath as he draws away, looking up at him through heavy eyes as he gives her room to breathe, watching the glisten of her saliva against his cock as it dangles above her lips... A reminder of what he's tried, what he'll continue. A momentary grace of kindness to regain her breath, recenter herself...*

Gee, you're too kind...

*She tries to smile again, cut off by his cock forcing back into her mouth, reclaiming the space it has already shown possibilities. Deep, straight, claiming. She winces as he glides back to that space, the spot he has used to test her.... Down to her throat, causing that reflexing pull of her muscles once again. A game he seems to enjoy, her head tilting a bit more to give him better access, better efforts for her mouth. Her eyes stay closed tightly, passing through that choke to instead hold her throat open for him, letting him use it completely with each deep thrust. Soft moans that vibrate in her throat as he fucks her mouth, muffled out by the push of his thick head so deep. Her lips tighten against him once more, guiding her tongue against his withdrawing cock, pulling it aside as he plunges back in*

 

[fr33ks33k]

*Even now, she's smarting off. She'd probably never learn. He'd probably never want her to. It was too fun to punish her for it, and she loved every second of it. His tip kept finding her throat, she kept fighting down her gag reflex, and he kept pounding against her mouth like there was no tomorrow. It felt good to let go some of his aggression.

The fingers at her pussy continued to swirl and toy with her clit, teasing and pinching it over and again while he took his pleasure from the lips above. The ones below called for his attention as well, fingers dipping down to rub her slit, taunting her with the barest of penetrations. A sly grin came over his face; his hips rocked back, pulling his hardness free with an audible pop. His eyes found hers as he tugged her into a seated position. His fingers glistened with her wetness, matching the sheen on her lips. It was easy to slip them between her plump lips, giving her a taste of her own arousal.

Leaning in, he whispered in her ear. His words were still direct, still full of unyielding desire.*

There's still one thing left to take from you...but I'm torn. I want to see the look in your eyes as I stuff your pussy full and paint your insides with my cum...but I also want to see how loud I can make you scream as I fuck you, ass up and face down, buried in a pillow...So, unlike a jerk...

*His grin is back to a smirk*

...who would just make the decision for you...I'll let you pick. But you'd best be quick about it...

*His thumb drags over her bottom lip, the tip of her tongue just grazing the digit.*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*a heavy grasp is taken when air is allowed back between her lips, her eyes wide as he helps her to sit up, nearly shaking as she tries to regain some semblance of thought other than the need to please him and the need to find air... Her body trembles, still feeling the effects of that hand, those fingers that never held still...*


Uh...?

*his voice starts to break her out of the somewhat dazed moment, looking at him for a brief moment add he land to her east. Even his voice, his breath against her skin.... Not helping. A shiver, a whimper. All the things he wants... So wonderful to hear....*

I- I pick?

*her eyes widen, looking up again as he runs his thumb on her lip, her tongue unconsciously running against it as she looks at him, contemplating his suggestions. Both sound... Wonderful. Things she aches for....*

I... Want...
*she hesitates, then slowly lays back, rolling over onto her hands and knees, raising her hips up high for him as her head lowers onto the pillow, cheek turned to speak to him*
...hard. Hard and testing. Make me scream, Freek... Fuck me until my pussy is sore, til your cum leaks from me... Til the only words i know are fuck and more... Please...

 

[fr33ks33k]

*For a moment...confusion, fear, contemplation all flow across her features. Then a decision. A presentation, a request. He grins, feeling his cock twitch and throb. His eyes rove over the lovely ass raised proudly, legs shoulder-width apart. It's like she's done this before, or has imagined it before. Either way it takes little time for him to step forward, hands sliding up the backs of her thighs, kneading the juicy round globes of her backside.

Her pussy is still slick from his fingers jamming into it; there is only smooth, wet and wanting as his hips collide thunderously with her ass. His cock wedges within the tight space of her sex and he growls low in his throat, reveling in the constriction of her walls.

No time to stop and savor it though, she's made a request. Fuck her until her pussy is sore. He can do that. Hips roll, hands clutch her hips, and the sounds of her wet sex welcoming his hardened length fill the air as he starts a driving tempo, one of focused force and an unrelenting grip.

The bed rocks and squeaks with his rhythm, and a few times, he feels her spine actually bend under the ferocity of his thrusting. A sudden release from her hip allows for a sound slap to land on her left buttock. It just felt right; the sting of his palm is emanating in waves as he returns to his grasp.*

 

[Faux_Pas]

*a slightly nervous bite to her lips, waiting and holding still. She can hear him moving, approaching... But it feels an eternity before his hands meet her flesh, exploring her skin with his warm touch and sending shivers through her spine. Feels so good already. Such an amazing touch...*

...fuck...
*just whispered, but the sudden thrust of his cock into her drives a cry from her lips, a heavy groan following as he land down over her, his strong form claiming her both from within and against her. Her eyes close slightly, her lips regarding to cry out again. The thrusts he gives provide what she requested... Begged for. Him to fuck her. Use her. Fill her aching hole with bliss and relief.*

*hard and deep, that single word groaned certainly his goal. Grasping onto her, burying deeply, forcing her hips back to meet each motion. Her cries louden as he continues, her fingers digging into the bed as his own clutch her body. Maybe her wish was a bit too descriptive-*

*that thought barely gets a moment to register as his palm suddenly connects with her ass, a sharp sing remaining as the sound of the two connecting fills her room, accompanied by her own sharp surprised cry. Not of pain, but of ecstasy. Filled, spanked, and screaming. A happy little fox.*

God yes-! Fuck... Ohhh, yes, yes, fuck me!
*her voice is trembling, loud and high. She can't control her own volume, tone... Too lost in him, this....*