Noon's Suite at Cloud 9 (Invitation Only)

[Noon_Shadow]

He admired his handiwork, looking at her caught in his trap, tied up neatly for him. Oh, she had a bit of room to move around. Her hands had a bit of slack in them, and she could lift up, slightly, but she absolutely wasn't getting away. Of course, this was the only the beginning of her ordeal. He frowned at her hissing condescendingly. "Now, now, that's not very nice, is it."

He let his curve up with humor as he stepped in close. He felt her eyes on him, and met her gaze carefully, licking his lips. He could see that, despite her current predicament, her nipples were still hard, and he thought he could even see a wet spot on the front of her leggings, where she'd soaked herself cleanly through her panties to the garment. He leg his eyes linger down between her thighs to let her know just where he was looking before he smiled back up at her.

"Feel neglected, are we? Well let's see if we can't do something about that." He approached the edge of the bed again, and then reached out toward her chest...but carefully. She started swearing at him, then, using language that nearly surprised him, but he just laughed and pressed forward, his hand reaching inside of her bra and cupping her breast. Then she lashed out, trying to bite at him, and kicked at him...and that's what he'd wanted. When she kicked out, he caught her leg, and then tugged on it until he could reach her other leg. Having caught both of her ankle, he smiles brightly. "Now, time to see what we're dealing with a bit closer."

He tugs down her leggings, peeling them off her smooth, long legs, and makes sure he has a good grip on both legs before tossing them aside. He smiles down at her panties and can see that they're very well soaked through. He then pulled out two straps which led down beneath the bed, where they were anchored, and he attached them to each of her ankles. He tighthened them up, accordingly, until she was trapped in a position of resting on her knees, arms up, and legs slightly spread. And now, she really can't do anything about. "Time to see what makes this kitty purr."

He leaned in to kiss at the side of her neck once again, teasting her sweet, chocolate flavor, as his hand began dragging up the inside of her ankle, teasingly approaching her very moist crotch. Laughing softly as he takes his time.

 

[choklatekoneko]

He admired his handiwork, looking at her caught in his trap, tied up neatly for him. Oh, she had a bit of room to move around. Her hands had a bit of slack in them, and she could lift up, slightly, but she absolutely wasn't getting away. Of course, this was the only the beginning of her ordeal. He frowned at her hissing condescendingly. "Now, now, that's not very nice, is it."

He let his curve up with humor as he stepped in close. He felt her eyes on him, and met her gaze carefully, licking his lips. He could see that, despite her current predicament, her nipples were still hard, and he thought he could even see a wet spot on the front of her leggings, where she'd soaked herself cleanly through her panties to the garment. He leg his eyes linger down between her thighs to let her know just where he was looking before he smiled back up at her.

"Feel neglected, are we? Well let's see if we can't do something about that." He approached the edge of the bed again, and then reached out toward her chest...but carefully. She started swearing at him, then, using language that nearly surprised him, but he just laughed and pressed forward, his hand reaching inside of her bra and cupping her breast. Then she lashed out, trying to bite at him, and kicked at him...and that's what he'd wanted. When she kicked out, he caught her leg, and then tugged on it until he could reach her other leg. Having caught both of her ankle, he smiles brightly. "Now, time to see what we're dealing with a bit closer."

He tugs down her leggings, peeling them off her smooth, long legs, and makes sure he has a good grip on both legs before tossing them aside. He smiles down at her panties and can see that they're very well soaked through. He then pulled out two straps which led down beneath the bed, where they were anchored, and he attached them to each of her ankles. He tighthened them up, accordingly, until she was trapped in a position of resting on her knees, arms up, and legs slightly spread. And now, she really can't do anything about. "Time to see what makes this kitty purr."

He leaned in to kiss at the side of her neck once again, teasting her sweet, chocolate flavor, as his hand began dragging up the inside of her ankle, teasingly approaching her very moist crotch. Laughing softly as he takes his time.

"Now, now, that's not very nice, is it."

She felt herself roll her eyes, smirking at him... His eyes met hers again, and each time they were a different color,showing her emotions. They were a light, reddish purple. She couldn't stare, although he made it immpossible to turn away. She saw him stare at the wet spot on her leggings, and she cursed herself, mainly her body for betraying her like she was a slut.

"Feel neglected, are we? Well let's see if we can't do something about that."
She instantly got into her defense as he edged closer, reaching out. She wasn't going down that easily, not with a fight at least. She cursed, assuring him, that wasn't his best option, but he simply laughed, which only revved her up more. Her surprise was evident on her face when he grabbed the ankle she had kicked with, then grabbing the other, she suddenly felt defenseless-not a good feeling at all. She saw him smile, and her stomach dropped.

She felt him pull off her leggings, slowly, admiring. He smiled again seeing she was soaked. She rolled her eyes, not wanting him to get cocky. It was no use fighting as he put the restraints on her, and now she found herself in a position where she could be taken advantage of from all sides. She moaned as he kissed her neck again, closing her eyes. She felt him creep up, slowly, and her fightning him off was losing-badly.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon paused to listen to her moan. Her mouth was almost right next to his ear, with his lips on her neck, and he smiled. She was well and truly trapped, tied in a position where she had no recourse, and nowhere to flee. Whatever game she'd thought she was playing, she had to know she'd lost. And it was time to let her know just how badly she'd lost, and what the consequences were. "You know now that you're not getting out of this room unless I let you." He chuckles as he starts kissing the topsides of her bare breasts once again, relishing her sweetness, that delicious chocolate flavor.

His hand on her thigh pressed up against her panties now. He felt them with his fingertips and knew that they were well and truly soaked. He strokes along the outside of them with the tips of his fingers, feeling her out, feeling the shave of her pussy beneath them, poorly shielded by wet fabric. He felt out her responses, finding how to tease her just right in this position, and then he pulled his hand away with another chuckle. "But then, I don't think your mind is actually focused on escape, at the moment." Then his hand slid inside her panties, fingers stroking across her vulnerable pussy.

He teased her with his hand while he unfastened her bra with the other. Her bra came open, her breasts spilled out, and then his tongue was flicking across her nipple. He flicked it, and then surrounded it, sucking it into his mouth. In that moment, he owned it, and he looked up at her face to see her reaction. His hand teased lightly across her pussy, giving her just the barest stimulation, not allowing her any true satisfaction...just a graze here, and then, the briefest stroke across her clit...and she's tapped helpless to do much except moan and cry out.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She felt this chill along her spine as he touched her…it was driving her nuts…she wasn’t gonna let him win that easily. She had always been difficult for anyone, and never went down without a fight-losing wasn’t in her vocabulary.

“Hmm. Is that so, Noon, or should I say…Sir?” She smirked at her last comment. She couldn’t help being a smart ass. She was truly a bad girl, if only for a fraction of a second…

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling his fingers go inside her panties, her body beginning to tremble. She couldn’t help it, although she fight him, if she wanted to. Her mind was focused on teasing at the moment, despite what he thought. She cried out suddenly feeling his mouth on her sensitive nipples, biting her lip to prevent her from doing it anymore. She wasn’t slow-she wanted him to know she was going to be difficult.

((I was waiting on you. I hope that was okay...))

 

[Noon_Shadow]

(( Yes, that's was okay. Just haven't seen you in a few days *winks* ))

He was going slowly on this one, deciding to draw out her teasing. His lips were on her nipple, and he knew how to use them. He brushed them lightly against her hard nipple, and then flicked at it with his tongue. Then he pinched it lightly between his lips and suckled on it gently. He heard her cry out, and he knew that they were sensitive. That was a good thing-he smiled playfully with his mouth wrapped around it. Then he looked up at her slightly smartass remark, and then caught her nipple gently in his teeth, biting down on it lightly as he reached around to smack her ass.

"You might want to keep a check on the attitude, little one." He growled at her as he allowed his free hand to massage her ass now, rubbing at it, even as his other hand inside her panties continued to tease at her pussy ilps. He parted them, just slightly, opening them to his fingers, and let his index finger drag lazily along. He smiles wider and pulls his lips away from her breast as he feels that he's found her clit, and he tickles it slightly, very gently, to see her reaction.

As he does, he leans up to her ear to whisper into it, both of his hands violating her body, and he presses up into her with his crotch so she can feel the outline of his cock through his pants pressed against her abdominals. "I'm going to fuck you, kitteh. You're going to cry and squeal and cum for me when I do. But you're going to be teased halfway to purgatory before I do. No matter what you do, I'll have you begging for my cock." And he laughs wickedly as he drags his tongue out against her jawbone and then sucks down on her earlobe.

 

[choklatekoneko]

(( Yes, that's was okay. Just haven't seen you in a few days *winks* ))

He was going slowly on this one, deciding to draw out her teasing. His lips were on her nipple, and he knew how to use them. He brushed them lightly against her hard nipple, and then flicked at it with his tongue. Then he pinched it lightly between his lips and suckled on it gently. He heard her cry out, and he knew that they were sensitive. That was a good thing-he smiled playfully with his mouth wrapped around it. Then he looked up at her slightly smartass remark, and then caught her nipple gently in his teeth, biting down on it lightly as he reached around to smack her ass.

"You might want to keep a check on the attitude, little one." He growled at her as he allowed his free hand to massage her ass now, rubbing at it, even as his other hand inside her panties continued to tease at her pussy ilps. He parted them, just slightly, opening them to his fingers, and let his index finger drag lazily along. He smiles wider and pulls his lips away from her breast as he feels that he's found her clit, and he tickles it slightly, very gently, to see her reaction.

As he does, he leans up to her ear to whisper into it, both of his hands violating her body, and he presses up into her with his crotch so she can feel the outline of his cock through his pants pressed against her abdominals. "I'm going to fuck you, kitteh. You're going to cry and squeal and cum for me when I do. But you're going to be teased halfway to purgatory before I do. No matter what you do, I'll have you begging for my cock." And he laughs wickedly as he drags his tongue out against her jawbone and then sucks down on her earlobe.

"Ouch!" Her response was both pretaining to the biting and the smack. She closed her eyes, the pain subsiding slowly, and she smirking once again, biting her lip.

She wasn't losing.

"Or, what? Mr...Noon." She couldn't help but laugh. She was truly being bad tonight. She didn't know why-she just was. A bad, bad kitteh.

She sighed feeling him part her pussy lips, wondering what he was was gonna do next. She jerked suddenly, knowing how sensitive she was as his fingers grazed her clit, just barely, but it was enough to send a heat wave through her body. She was desperately was holding on, because she wasn't going to lose. Her eyes opened, widening, feeling his cock. She heard every word in her ear, and she shook her head, biting her lip.

"No, I don't think so, Mr. " She shivered feeling her earlobe being touched by him.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon continued to nibble on her earlobe and smiled, shaking his head. He whispered his response to her last comment into her ear. "Oh, but it doesn't matter what you think. That's the fun part." He grinned as he flicked her ear with his tongue and then pulled away. He reached down and peeled off his shirt, tossing it away, watching her as she looked at him. He then reached down to his pants, unbuttoning them, sliding them slowly off his legs as he wiggled off the bed. Now he was just in his boxer shorts, a poor barrier to hide the bulge of his cock beneath them. He tossed his pants away and looked at her.

"Oh, I bet you want this cock inside of you. But no, that's not coming anytime soon." He grins evilly at her as he reaches out to his nightstand, producing a sharp knife from within the drawer. He pulls it back, showing it to her, watching her eyes. "Oh, what's he going to do with that, hmm?" Noon cackled wickedly as he pressed the flat of the blade against her chest, leaning into her again. He kissed at her neck as he moved it slowly, watching her reaction to the cold steel against her skin.

He held the blade against her nipple, delicately. "Oh, you'll probably want to stay still now. It's very sharp." He let that sink in for her before he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hungrily, possessively. Then, to increase the challenge of remaining still, he reached down to brush a hand across the crotch of her panties again, teasing her roughly with his fingers. As soon as he feels that she's about to shudder, he pulls the blade away quickly, to keep it from breaking her soft skin.

"Hmm, good kitteh." He grins as he pulls his lips back and presses the flat of the blade against her stomach.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Noon continued to nibble on her earlobe and smiled, shaking his head. He whispered his response to her last comment into her ear. "Oh, but it doesn't matter what you think. That's the fun part." He grinned as he flicked her ear with his tongue and then pulled away. He reached down and peeled off his shirt, tossing it away, watching her as she looked at him. He then reached down to his pants, unbuttoning them, sliding them slowly off his legs as he wiggled off the bed. Now he was just in his boxer shorts, a poor barrier to hide the bulge of his cock beneath them. He tossed his pants away and looked at her.

"Oh, I bet you want this cock inside of you. But no, that's not coming anytime soon." He grins evilly at her as he reaches out to his nightstand, producing a sharp knife from within the drawer. He pulls it back, showing it to her, watching her eyes. "Oh, what's he going to do with that, hmm?" Noon cackled wickedly as he pressed the flat of the blade against her chest, leaning into her again. He kissed at her neck as he moved it slowly, watching her reaction to the cold steel against her skin.

He held the blade against her nipple, delicately. "Oh, you'll probably want to stay still now. It's very sharp." He let that sink in for her before he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hungrily, possessively. Then, to increase the challenge of remaining still, he reached down to brush a hand across the crotch of her panties again, teasing her roughly with his fingers. As soon as he feels that she's about to shudder, he pulls the blade away quickly, to keep it from breaking her soft skin.

"Hmm, good kitteh." He grins as he pulls his lips back and presses the flat of the blade against her stomach.

She couldn't help but stare as she continues to look at him stripping. It was quite fascinating, and she couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight, her body growing hotter. She shook her head though, deteremined not to get pulled in.

"Hmm. And what if I don't?" She couldn't help herself. Being bad was just her tonight. Her breath caught in her throat, catching a glimpse of the sharp object in his hand. It looked sharp as hell, like the lighest touch could send her body reeling. She focused on breathing, looking at him, pure fear in her eyes. She was wondering what he was going to do with it, and she felt herself freeze, feeling the cold steel press against her skin. She closed her eyes, fearing he was going to cut her. She nodded, being perfectly still. She kissed him back, the fear turning her on, even though she was terrified. She would shiver, and instead of expecting pain, she breathed whenever she felt nothing, but his fingers.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon dragged the blade lower on her stomach now, across the tops of her abdominal muscles as he watches her eyes. He can see the fear there, but he can also see the arousal beneath, and in the hardness of her nipples. He leans back down to her breast and kisses at the nipple where he'd held the blade, flicking his tongue against it. His hand was still stroking across her crotch, teasing her pussy through her panties, and he grins.

"Unfortunately, there are no other options, kitten. You will, because you want to cum, and you won't cum until you do." He laughs softly, and then the knife blade twists slightly, letting her feel the point of it poking her very briefly, before he slides it down against her thigh beneath her panties. They're slowly being cut open, dragging down, until he's rent the garment into two pieces. He reaches down and tugs them them away from her hips, dropping them away, revealing her bared pussy to him for the first time. "Tied up like this...there's nothing else you can do." Noon then turned and set the knife away, having his kitten naked and vulnerable. He pulled away from her, standing up, and he watched her as she remained there, breathing heavily.

He held her eyes, looking into them, as he reached down and peel down his boxers, letting his hard cock spring out, letting her see what he knew she needed. He chuckled and approached the side of the bed, dragging a fingertip down her shoulder, moving down her spine as he stood beside her. He moved his hips up against her hip, letting her feel the weight of his cock resting on her side for a moment. He leaned behind her and starting kissing the back of her neck, whispering again. "I know you want it, kitten." He slipped in behind her on the bed. He wrapped his hands around her chest and cupped her breasts, and pressed his cock up against her ass, molesting her mercilessly from behind, her unable to do anything about it.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Noon dragged the blade lower on her stomach now, across the tops of her abdominal muscles as he watches her eyes. He can see the fear there, but he can also see the arousal beneath, and in the hardness of her nipples. He leans back down to her breast and kisses at the nipple where he'd held the blade, flicking his tongue against it. His hand was still stroking across her crotch, teasing her pussy through her panties, and he grins.

"Unfortunately, there are no other options, kitten. You will, because you want to cum, and you won't cum until you do." He laughs softly, and then the knife blade twists slightly, letting her feel the point of it poking her very briefly, before he slides it down against her thigh beneath her panties. They're slowly being cut open, dragging down, until he's rent the garment into two pieces. He reaches down and tugs them them away from her hips, dropping them away, revealing her bared pussy to him for the first time. "Tied up like this...there's nothing else you can do." Noon then turned and set the knife away, having his kitten naked and vulnerable. He pulled away from her, standing up, and he watched her as she remained there, breathing heavily.

He held her eyes, looking into them, as he reached down and peel down his boxers, letting his hard cock spring out, letting her see what he knew she needed. He chuckled and approached the side of the bed, dragging a fingertip down her shoulder, moving down her spine as he stood beside her. He moved his hips up against her hip, letting her feel the weight of his cock resting on her side for a moment. He leaned behind her and starting kissing the back of her neck, whispering again. "I know you want it, kitten." He slipped in behind her on the bed. He wrapped his hands around her chest and cupped her breasts, and pressed his cock up against her ass, molesting her mercilessly from behind, her unable to do anything about it.

It took all the strength inside her not to move as he kissed her breath. She was so damn sensitive when it came to those. She had to close her eyes, not standing the look in his eyes.

"Who says I want to cum, Sir, may I ask?" She said quietly. Yah, she was still being hard for some reason. She smirked, her eyes opening. She nearly had a heart attack as she felt its tip, gliding along her sensitive skin. She could have sworn it cut her delicate skin, but she knew it hadn't, despite what her mind what trying to tell her. She heard the soft fabric of her boyshort panties being ripped away, and she gasped as she felt the cold air along her soaked pussy.


She couldn't even turn away when he showed his cock, but she already knew it was huge. His chuckle made her want to hiss once again, but she figured it wouldn't be a good idea. She inhale loudly, his finger trailing her spine, sending her trembling. She felt his cock against her body.

"Hmm. On the contrary, I believe, Sir." She said quietly, barely above a whisper, biting her lip.

She wanted to cuss aloud when he got behind her. And she did too, feeling his cock press against her juicy ass. She tried to move to no avail. She closed her eyes, breathing hard.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon merely smiled at her whispered response, knowing that she was lying, that she was just trying to make things difficult for him. He shrugged-it was no matter. She'd be proven in her lie soon enough. He kissed the back of her neck, his tongue tasting her sweet skin, as his hands played with her breasts. He pinched at her nipples from behind, squeezing them, working them with his thumbs. He felt the kitten squirm back against his cock, laid against her ass. He rested it there, the length of it propped up between the cheeks of her ass, moving as he ground his hips gently against her.

He spoke no words, for now. It didn't matter-his actions would do the talking. He did chuckle a bit, though. That happened after he dragged his hand down between her legs again and felt her juicy pussy flowing, down over his fingers, her juices coating his fingertips. He'd left her enough room to wriggle, if she needed to, and he was intent on making her. His fingertips dipped inside of her, just barely, and then pulled out again, coming out soaked. Then Noon inserted two fingers, just down to the first knuckle, and pulled them back out, listening to her breathing. The key was in not letting her cum, but giving her what stimulating she wanted.

Speaking of which, he leaned around from behind her, his lips moving across her side and then against her breast. He adjusted slightly so he tease the nipple with his tongue from this angle-now attacking both her nipples and pussy all at once in teasing fashion, while she felt his cock hard and ready against her rear.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Concluded

Room has been cleaned​

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon had scooped up the elf in his arms and carried her out in his arms, holding her tightly against his body. He had a bit of trouble with the door, carrying her like this, but he managed to get it open and then closed again, kicking it shut and letting it lock automatically behind him. Holding Thyri in his arms still, he glances down into her wicked eyes, his own growing wolfish, as he presses her against a nearby wall, pausing, letting her legs slide around him as he kisses her mouth. He savors the flavor of her, tasting, licking her mouth, a hand sliding down to squeeze her ass. His cock is still hard in his trousers, and pressing right up against her core.

Mmm, here we are beautiful...and some lost time to be made up for. He growls softly, hungrily, as he ravishes her with his lips, still holding her up off of the ground.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Noon had scooped up the elf in his arms and carried her out in his arms, holding her tightly against his body. He had a bit of trouble with the door, carrying her like this, but he managed to get it open and then closed again, kicking it shut and letting it lock automatically behind him. Holding Thyri in his arms still, he glances down into her wicked eyes, his own growing wolfish, as he presses her against a nearby wall, pausing, letting her legs slide around him as he kisses her mouth. He savors the flavor of her, tasting, licking her mouth, a hand sliding down to squeeze her ass. His cock is still hard in his trousers, and pressing right up against her core.

Mmm, here we are beautiful...and some lost time to be made up for. He growls softly, hungrily, as he ravishes her with his lips, still holding her up off of the ground.

The whole way from the inn, carried in his strong arms, I'm basking in the afterglow of our contest. One good thing about these contests, even when I lose, I get to I win.

I smirk a little when he has trouble opening the door. I know he sees it, I know it will provoke him into responding. I want that. And i get it. He puts me roughly against the wall, pinning me, giving me time only to readjust my position to straddle his waist. Does he know how much I love this position?

I have the advantage of already having plenty of lubrication, and ready for more action. But then again, he's ready too, I saw to that back at the Pearl. This ought to be good!

His lips cover mine ravenously, I open for his demanding kiss, letting his tongue take me. I can feel his cock pressing into me below, wanting me so badly. Good.

Well if we're making up for lost time, its a good thing we don't have to waste any on preliminaries. Kinda got that taken care of back at the inn, didn't we?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He remembers a conversation about this position-pinned up against the wall, wrapped around him, held in his arms. he laughs softly...there's one minor problem. Fully clothed. He grins, thinking to remedy that. He knows how. But for the moment, he's having a difficult time extricating himself from her. His hips feel her against him, and they want to drive into her, clothed or not. His cock is quite ready, and he's practically on fire from the earlier teasing--not quite as much as she is.

He moans into the kiss, loving the taste of her tongue. Her mouth is open, and wet, and supple and he's hungry. He toys with her tongue, tasting her, groaning, feeling her sweet body in his arms. Then finally, he breaks the kiss, and hears her comment. He smirks.

Don't think that means I'm going to make it easy on you, lover. I haven't even named my prize yet. He lets her feel his wicked gaze looking into her eyes, just the tiniest bit sadistic. He does enjoy his fun, and he has a simple, if dastardly, plan for her

Finally he sets her down, taking her hand and pulling her into the bedroom. He shuts the bedroom door, but doesn't even close the shades on the window. It's open to anyone who might be spying, but his mind is focused elsewhere.

We're way overdressed for our fun. So here's my prize-you are going to undress me, entirely. And you are not allowed to use your hands. He laughs wickedly as he sits down on the edge of the bed, looking at her. It figures to be a pretty frustrating task for her. He has on a button up, an undershirt ,and a pair of trousers with his boxers underneath. To make things a bit simpler, he kicks off his shoes and removes his belt, untucking his shirts.

Think you're up to it, sexy?

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He remembers a conversation about this position-pinned up against the wall, wrapped around him, held in his arms. he laughs softly...there's one minor problem. Fully clothed. He grins, thinking to remedy that. He knows how. But for the moment, he's having a difficult time extricating himself from her. His hips feel her against him, and they want to drive into her, clothed or not. His cock is quite ready, and he's practically on fire from the earlier teasing--not quite as much as she is.

He moans into the kiss, loving the taste of her tongue. Her mouth is open, and wet, and supple and he's hungry. He toys with her tongue, tasting her, groaning, feeling her sweet body in his arms. Then finally, he breaks the kiss, and hears her comment. He smirks.

Don't think that means I'm going to make it easy on you, lover. I haven't even named my prize yet. He lets her feel his wicked gaze looking into her eyes, just the tiniest bit sadistic. He does enjoy his fun, and he has a simple, if dastardly, plan for her

Finally he sets her down, taking her hand and pulling her into the bedroom. He shuts the bedroom door, but doesn't even close the shades on the window. It's open to anyone who might be spying, but his mind is focused elsewhere.

We're way overdressed for our fun. So here's my prize-you are going to undress me, entirely. And you are not allowed to use your hands. He laughs wickedly as he sits down on the edge of the bed, looking at her. It figures to be a pretty frustrating task for her. He has on a button up, an undershirt ,and a pair of trousers with his boxers underneath. To make things a bit simpler, he kicks off his shoes and removes his belt, untucking his shirts.

Think you're up to it, sexy?

We still have our clothes on, but the way he's pressing into me, feeling how hard he is, I wonder if he plans to burst right through his clothes and into me. I wonder if he could.

Noon is a good kisser. He knows when to take and when to give, and he lets you know right from the start that he is in charge. It takes my breath away, making my head swim a little.

He lets me down and leads me by the hand to his bedroom. His words make me wonder what he will choose, and briefly I remember what he chose the last time I visited him here, when I also lost a contest to him. But things are a little different now. I'm not holding back this time. But damn! One of these days I really need to get a contest idea that I can win!

And then he explains. My eyes widen as I take in what he is wearing. How in the hell am I gonna do this? Inwardly, I groan a little. He never makes it easy! At least he takes his belt and shoes off and untucks his shirt. I decide to start with that.

Smiling deviously, (he never said I had to preserve his clothing intact.) I put my hands behind my back and move over to kneel between his legs. I nuzzle into his crotch, finding his cock head and closing my mouth over it through his pants. He also never said I had a time limit. Let's see how long I can take to torture him. I blow my warm breath through the cloth of his pants, letting him feel the heat that awaits him. My eyes dart up to see his expression, the twinkle of mischief in them.

Moving my nuzzling lips up along his length to his crotch until I can work my head up under his shirt tail, I continue to nip and nibble through his clothes until I get to his belly, just above the belt line. His shirt fits him closely, but I can get my head in there at the tail where it's a little loose. It's the start I need. I push my head in until its just too tight to go further, then I pull away as hard as I can, trying to rip the buttons.

My success is mixed. I end up laughing at this ridiculous situation. I got a few buttons popped, but what now? The rest of his shirt fits too snugly to get my head into.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon sighs softly as he feels Thyri nuzzling down into his crotch-very good. He's still hard from earlier at the Inn, he's hard from having dry humped at her in the hallway (rather uselessly, but damn if he could helpself) and her lips moving against his cock, the outline of which is becoming very apparent-easy enough for her to follow with her lips. As she blows on it, he feels some of the air slipping through the fibers of his cloths to his cock. It makes him twitch, and oddly, it also slightly tickles. He gasps.

Mmm, you're an eager little elf slut. He grins and then he begins to get an idea of what she's going for as she forces her head up, trying to push beneath his shirt. He shrugs, and he rests his hands on her shoulder and scalp, stroking her softly, enjoying the feel of her lips on him. He wonders which one of them is going to be the first to get overly frustrated with this game. He's hot, he ants to shove his cock into her, but he still has a bit of patience for his fun.

As he pulls back, popping about half the buttons on his shirt, he laughs. Well, it mostly worked. He doesn't think she can undo the buttons with her teeth, but if she's popping buttons, she might be able to bite them off. He smiles down at her cute face and leans forward, kissing her lips softly. Well it's a good start, beautiful.

He lets his fingers drag through her hair, and then his other hand reaches down to her shirt, cupping her breast through it. He feels the weight of her breasts, and then squeezes one, rubbing his thumb across it until her nipple buds up through her clothes, eliciting a grin.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Noon sighs softly as he feels Thyri nuzzling down into his crotch-very good. He's still hard from earlier at the Inn, he's hard from having dry humped at her in the hallway (rather uselessly, but damn if he could helpself) and her lips moving against his cock, the outline of which is becoming very apparent-easy enough for her to follow with her lips. As she blows on it, he feels some of the air slipping through the fibers of his cloths to his cock. It makes him twitch, and oddly, it also slightly tickles. He gasps.

Mmm, you're an eager little elf slut. He grins and then he begins to get an idea of what she's going for as she forces her head up, trying to push beneath his shirt. He shrugs, and he rests his hands on her shoulder and scalp, stroking her softly, enjoying the feel of her lips on him. He wonders which one of them is going to be the first to get overly frustrated with this game. He's hot, he ants to shove his cock into her, but he still has a bit of patience for his fun.

As he pulls back, popping about half the buttons on his shirt, he laughs. Well, it mostly worked. He doesn't think she can undo the buttons with her teeth, but if she's popping buttons, she might be able to bite them off. He smiles down at her cute face and leans forward, kissing her lips softly. Well it's a good start, beautiful.

He lets his fingers drag through her hair, and then his other hand reaches down to her shirt, cupping her breast through it. He feels the weight of her breasts, and then squeezes one, rubbing his thumb across it until her nipple buds up through her clothes, eliciting a grin.

I can't help laughing, even when he says its a good start. I wanted to do something unexpected, I guess this qualifies.

Yeah, but I don't think that would work again, and what can I do when I get to your pants?

That's it Thyri. Just put that visual in his head and let him stew on it for a while.

I try again. I've got other body parts, but climbing into his clothes with him isn't working as well as I thought, and I'm getting a little impatient myself. Moving onto the bed on my knees, I lean over his chest and grab the fabric of his shirt in my teeth, right at the inside edge where a button goes through. I figure this will be the best chance of pulling the cloth off the button.

I grab and pull. It's hard at first. I can feel the edge of the button scraping against my teeth, but it's not slipping out so easily. I twist my head this way and that, finally getting one button undone. It took too long, and too much effort. I spot him watching me, that smirk still there. He's almost laughing at me. Time to kick it up a notch.

I move around to straddle his face, pretending I need to get into a better position to get at the next button. Settling my damp crotch over his face, tantalizing him, I go to work on another button. Bam! Take that!

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Yeah, but I don't think that would work again, and what can I do when I get to your pants?

He grins down at her, nodding. What indeed. Just give you something to work toward, a goal to push against. He smiles and lifts his hips up against her, letting her feel his cock against her leg before she climbs onto the bed. He then grins as she pushes him onto his back and then straddles his face. He wants to laugh at her-did she think this wasn't going to backfire on her?

He didn't place any restrictions on himself concerning her clothes, so when he looks up and sees the damp crotch of her pants, he's reaching up with his hands and undoing them. He doesn't manage to get them completely off her legs, but he doesn't need to at the moment. He merely pulls them off of her waist and down to her knees, and then grins, looking up at her panties beneath. They're quite wet, nearly soaked, from a combination of her current arousal and their earlier activities.

Time to show her the error of this position. He lifts his head up, his lips pushing at her crotch. He's not really paying attention to what she's doing-he's somewhat aware that she's gotten one more button removed, while he's dragging his tongue against the very visible outline of her pussy. He licks it, and then presses his nose into it, and then sighs. His lips then rest right on her vulva, and sucks lightly, feeling her hips rock slightly into his face. Foolish elf, getting herself into these situations....

He reaches up with one hand to cup her ass into his face, slowly begging to tug at her panties, as the other hand reaches down, still cupping a handful of breasts. How delightful. His satisfaction at having a mouthful of her juice alleviates some of the pressure on his cock, helping to stave off his patience rather than making him more impatient.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He grins down at her, nodding. What indeed. Just give you something to work toward, a goal to push against. He smiles and lifts his hips up against her, letting her feel his cock against her leg before she climbs onto the bed. He then grins as she pushes him onto his back and then straddles his face. He wants to laugh at her-did she think this wasn't going to backfire on her?

He didn't place any restrictions on himself concerning her clothes, so when he looks up and sees the damp crotch of her pants, he's reaching up with his hands and undoing them. He doesn't manage to get them completely off her legs, but he doesn't need to at the moment. He merely pulls them off of her waist and down to her knees, and then grins, looking up at her panties beneath. They're quite wet, nearly soaked, from a combination of her current arousal and their earlier activities.

Time to show her the error of this position. He lifts his head up, his lips pushing at her crotch. He's not really paying attention to what she's doing-he's somewhat aware that she's gotten one more button removed, while he's dragging his tongue against the very visible outline of her pussy. He licks it, and then presses his nose into it, and then sighs. His lips then rest right on her vulva, and sucks lightly, feeling her hips rock slightly into his face. Foolish elf, getting herself into these situations....

He reaches up with one hand to cup her ass into his face, slowly begging to tug at her panties, as the other hand reaches down, still cupping a handful of breasts. How delightful. His satisfaction at having a mouthful of her juice alleviates some of the pressure on his cock, helping to stave off his patience rather than making him more impatient.

I feel him tugging at my pants, and it makes it harder for me to find and keep my grip on his shirt again. I give up long enough to protest,

Hey! No fair! I can't do this if you keep pulling me all around!

Of course I know he isn't doing this to prevent me from accomplishing my task. He just wants to get at me, to make me crazy. Ironically, that is going to make it harder to do this than if he really was tugging me around, especially when he really gets going.

And it's already happening. I feel his mouth moving on my sex, even through my soaked panties. It just isn't fair! I try to concentrate, and manage to get another grip, using my growing frustration to pull harder. The button pops rather than coming out of the button hole. I growl in frustration, but it turns into a moan at the end.

Now his hands are on my ass, pulling me in to his mouth, making this a lot harder. I begin to squirm my hips over him. How does he always turn my strategy against me! I decide I'd better try something else, and I try to get off his face, lifting up suddenly, overbalancing and falling backwards. It gets my pussy away from his mouth, but I hit my head on the headboard. Ow!

It hurts, but its kinda funny too, if you think about it. I laugh through the pain, slightly dizzy. Glancing down at him from above his head, my feet near the neckline of his shirt, it gives me an idea. I slide my feet in through the neck of his shirt, using my toes to tickle along his chest, working my way into his shirt with him. When I get my legs in up to about my knees, I flex them, trying to burst the rest of the buttons all at once.

At first they resist, but I regain more leverage and then it happens. A ripping sound, and buttons go flying as my legs break free suddenly. I don't know if the buttons ripped or the fabric. It doesn't matter. One item of clothing down, how many to go.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Mmmm. He does like using his mouth-the taste of her is marvelous. And he knows she enjoys it too-her hips squirming down on his face, writhing into it. He's already having way too much fun with this, and she's not even managed to get him naked yet. But then she twists away, and he chuckles, knowing that he was being too distracting to her efforts. Well, her own fault, thinking that she could taunt him and get away with it.

As she pulls away, he maintains his own grip on her pants, peeling them the rest of the way off her legs. He tosses them aside. But then he sees her foot following him back over, and moving against his chest. Well, only a couple of buttons left-it would be interesting to see how strong her legs were. Damnit, hurry up woman...he's ready to pound into her tight little hole with his cock. He's been thinking about it a long time, and he's throbbing.

She uses both her legs-her toes tickle. It seems fair enough-he'd only said she couldn't use her hands, not anything about other extremities. He'd expected her toes to get involved. To his gratification, it works. He grins, and then takes a foot, kissing her toes. He gives them a little suckle, wickedly looking up at her, watching her face as he drags his tongue between her toes. But then he pulls back, and sit up, pulling his arms out of the sleeves, tossing his shirt away.

Good girl! You're a very clever little elf slut. He grins again, sinisterly, and stands up, next to where she is on the bed. Now what do you think you'll do about these pants? He then smiles down at her, sweetly, and he rubs at the back of her head where she'd struck it on the headboard. He leans forward, kissing her sweet lips, tasting her...sighing....god he could really get lost in kissing this one.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Mmmm. He does like using his mouth-the taste of her is marvelous. And he knows she enjoys it too-her hips squirming down on his face, writhing into it. He's already having way too much fun with this, and she's not even managed to get him naked yet. But then she twists away, and he chuckles, knowing that he was being too distracting to her efforts. Well, her own fault, thinking that she could taunt him and get away with it.

As she pulls away, he maintains his own grip on her pants, peeling them the rest of the way off her legs. He tosses them aside. But then he sees her foot following him back over, and moving against his chest. Well, only a couple of buttons left-it would be interesting to see how strong her legs were. Damnit, hurry up woman...he's ready to pound into her tight little hole with his cock. He's been thinking about it a long time, and he's throbbing.

She uses both her legs-her toes tickle. It seems fair enough-he'd only said she couldn't use her hands, not anything about other extremities. He'd expected her toes to get involved. To his gratification, it works. He grins, and then takes a foot, kissing her toes. He gives them a little suckle, wickedly looking up at her, watching her face as he drags his tongue between her toes. But then he pulls back, and sit up, pulling his arms out of the sleeves, tossing his shirt away.

Good girl! You're a very clever little elf slut. He grins again, sinisterly, and stands up, next to where she is on the bed. Now what do you think you'll do about these pants? He then smiles down at her, sweetly, and he rubs at the back of her head where she'd struck it on the headboard. He leans forward, kissing her sweet lips, tasting her...sighing....god he could really get lost in kissing this one.

I celebrate my success with a big grin, watching as he removes the shirt the rest of the way. Thank goodness! I didn't have a clue what I would have done with the wrist cuff buttons.

As he looms over me, imposing, his words make me wonder what I WILL do about the pants. Somehow it seems like an ominous challenge, and his voice makes it a little intimidating. My eyes widen, uncertain what I've gotten myself into, whether I can do this. But I haven't given up yet.

His hand rubbing the smarting bump on my head soothes me and my jangled nerves. His kiss confirms that he's not upset with me, and it gives me encouragement to try again. It also reminds me of why I like kissing him.

When he lets me up, I lean up on my elbows, my nose nuzzling into the fly on his pants, sensitive lips finding the zipper pull, teeth clamping on it. It takes coordination to move my head to pull it down, but I manage. Then the button at the top. I have experience with buttons now, but pants are harder material than shirts. I tug for what seems like several moments before I get it twisted just right to give way, and I look up into his eyes, as if flaunting my success.

My teeth clamp on his trouser fabric and I pull him towards the edge of the bed. His pants should be loose enough to fall once he is standing.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon glances down at her once again, watching her. He wonders if she's going to get distracted in that position-her mouth is very near the outline of his cock, and it's warm beneath the material of his pants. He watches, thoughtfully, and groans slightly at her teeth pulling down the sipper. His cock wants to poke through the fly, his boxers bulging outward against her face. Her chin is practically resting on it as she works at the button, and he sighs, softly, closing his eyes.

His hand comes down naturally to stroke her hair, rubbing her scalp as he plays with it. She's trying, really trying, with that button, but it seems like it might just defeat her. There's not as much to grip and she's got to pull harder. Just as he's about to give in and assist her in removing his pants, she manages to get the thing to pop off. And then his pants start sliding down his legs...he grins at her. Thank god...he's really ready to fuck her. He steps forward and kicks his pants off.

Nothing left but the boxers, darlin,' he grins at her. These you likely will have to drag all the way down my legs. He laughs softly, and, glancing down at her, decides to even things up. Before she can swoop in with her mouth again, he pulls her up, and then tugs her top off, tossing it into a distant corner. Then he unsnaps her bra and drops it to the floor also, leaving her in just panties and himself in just his boxers. Fair enough for now. Hands reach for her breasts greedily, unsympathetic to the fact that she still has work to do as he's pinching her nipples.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

Noon glances down at her once again, watching her. He wonders if she's going to get distracted in that position-her mouth is very near the outline of his cock, and it's warm beneath the material of his pants. He watches, thoughtfully, and groans slightly at her teeth pulling down the sipper. His cock wants to poke through the fly, his boxers bulging outward against her face. Her chin is practically resting on it as she works at the button, and he sighs, softly, closing his eyes.

His hand comes down naturally to stroke her hair, rubbing her scalp as he plays with it. She's trying, really trying, with that button, but it seems like it might just defeat her. There's not as much to grip and she's got to pull harder. Just as he's about to give in and assist her in removing his pants, she manages to get the thing to pop off. And then his pants start sliding down his legs...he grins at her. Thank god...he's really ready to fuck her. He steps forward and kicks his pants off.

Nothing left but the boxers, darlin,' he grins at her. These you likely will have to drag all the way down my legs. He laughs softly, and, glancing down at her, decides to even things up. Before she can swoop in with her mouth again, he pulls her up, and then tugs her top off, tossing it into a distant corner. Then he unsnaps her bra and drops it to the floor also, leaving her in just panties and himself in just his boxers. Fair enough for now. Hands reach for her breasts greedily, unsympathetic to the fact that she still has work to do as he's pinching her nipples.

Only the boxers left to go, I feel his cock pressing out against the fabric, grazing my cheek. It's hot and I indulge in rubbing my cheek against him, feeling a perverse kind of pleasure in what I hope is easing him a little. It's having an effect on me too.

Suddenly he is stripping my top off, and I lose sight of him for an instant. I wonder if its because I was getting to him. He doesn't waste time in taking my bra off either. His decisive initiative gives me a thrill as I passively let him strip me, not using my hands. And then his hands find my breasts, teasing and pinching my nipples. making me ache for want of him to be inside me. But those damn boxers are all that stands between me and what I want. A growl of frustration and need comes from my throat. Is this what he wanted me reduced to all along? An animal in need of rutting?

I make a dive for his boxers with my teeth, pulling my tortured nipples out of his hands, making me gasp and cry out at the sweet pain. I tug and pull, growling around the cloth. I'm fucking drooling now, and his boxers are getting soaked! But I'm not making such great progress this way. I get them tugged down partway before turning around and using my toes to grab the waist band, curling my toes tightly closed in a grip, then pushing my feet down his thighs. The arches of my feet glide along his skin, and I'm glad I take care of them. It would be a mood killer if they were rough.

Getting his boxers down to his knees now, I look up at him, wondering if it will be enough. My eyes ask the question, but I'm not sure how much he wants to tease me. Well two can play that game. I scoot my butt back on the bed, scraping my panties downward, the waistband rolling up around my upper thighs, not off completely, but enough to reveal the top of my slit, just enough to entice.

I look into his eyes with sultry lowered lids, leaning back on my elbows and slowly, seductively raising my legs, then even more slowly, muscles straining to control my movements, I open them wide, looking up at him and smiling slightly, arching an eyebrow in invitation.

My turn now? You want to take off my panties, Noon? Wanna use your teeth?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon sighs softly as she rubs her cheek again his cock through the fabric. There's a wet spot at the where his precum is already soaking through the fabric, and that brushes past her nose and by her ear. He smiles as he pulls at her nipples, but she growls at the teasing, the frustration. It's actually really delightful-she's sweet and gentle, but in this state, she really can sound very animal, and he loves it when her lust really takes her over. But then she dives forward and her nipples slide out of his fingers as she lunges at his cock.

It's a pretty fucking hot gesture. His cock twitches at the sight of it, even though he jerks slightly at the feel of her teeth on his skin, so near to his cock. It's actually a tiny bit hazardous. Her drool soaks through the cloth, making his cock very visible before she manages to drag it down. And then with a great effort, it slips off his cock, which pops out excitedly, happy to be free while she continues working.

She's really damn sexy, too, when she lays back and grabs at the waistband with her toes. Her legs are spread, reading for him, her toes moving wickedly, and dragging against his skin. She gets them down to his knees, and he stares at her challengingly. Are you done? he asks. But she's hiking down her panties slightly, meeting his gaze with lust. he glances down at her slit, seeing it bared-damn, it's been VERY long since he's seen it, since the last time he played with it, she'd kept her panties on the whole time. He growls, animalistic, hungry.

He spreads his legs apart, shakes his hips slightly, and his boxers fall to his ankles, pooling. He kicks them off and practically tackles her into the bed. She raises her legs, suggesting he peel her panties off with his teeth. He doesn't even really think about it as he tilts her hips upward, grabbing them in his teeth, growling as he does. His hands are on her waist, cupping her ass, and he drags viciously all the way down her ankles and off her toes. And then he's kissing at her ankles, and her calves, slowly making his way back up her legs with his lips and mouth, watching her hungrily, eying his goal-god, that pussy looks so sweet!