Noon_Shadow
Corrupting Influence
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He could sense her tensing up as he stood next to her, so he made sure to keep his movements calm and measured. His hand in her hair lightly stroked her, and he knew that was one way to actually immobilize her a little, to cause her relax so much that her defenses completely lowered. Not that he was planning anything violent of course. Nothing more violent than normal, anyway....he grinned. Oh, so you're saying that I really need to get beyond suggestions?
He saw her breathing becoming more deliberate, so he shifted his weight again, and then his other hand pressed against her shoulder as slid up behind her. He stroked her hair sweetly as he rubbed her shoulder, his fingers squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, massaging it, as his fingertips dipped lower and lower on the front of her chest. his hips pressed up against her from behind ad he was provided an optiimal position for peeking down her top. He remembered her nipples, how sensitive they were, and how they easily responded to even the slightest contact.
Yes, glad you're enjoying your drink, lovely. His hand dipped playfully into the front of her coverup, stroking the top curve her breast before pulling out. Then his hand dipped back in again as he shift his hips against her, physically coaxing her into dormancy as best he could. He begin a little sensual rock with his hips, that was only facilitated by the way her feet had already been shifting nervously. He then cupped the back of her head softly and turned her to face him.
Hmmm, your master training, did he discuss with you anything about grappling? What would he have to save about leverage?
He saw her breathing becoming more deliberate, so he shifted his weight again, and then his other hand pressed against her shoulder as slid up behind her. He stroked her hair sweetly as he rubbed her shoulder, his fingers squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, massaging it, as his fingertips dipped lower and lower on the front of her chest. his hips pressed up against her from behind ad he was provided an optiimal position for peeking down her top. He remembered her nipples, how sensitive they were, and how they easily responded to even the slightest contact.
Yes, glad you're enjoying your drink, lovely. His hand dipped playfully into the front of her coverup, stroking the top curve her breast before pulling out. Then his hand dipped back in again as he shift his hips against her, physically coaxing her into dormancy as best he could. He begin a little sensual rock with his hips, that was only facilitated by the way her feet had already been shifting nervously. He then cupped the back of her head softly and turned her to face him.
Hmmm, your master training, did he discuss with you anything about grappling? What would he have to save about leverage?