Welcome to Hell.

[SiaKlynn]

Inwardly she smiles as she feels the tremors move through her body and hears his moans. The reponse drives her to bring him pleasure to point that he can no longer hold his compsure. She's not concerned that he's not mentioned where he'll want to expel his release, it'll come to him, so to speak. For now she concentrates on him.

Her lips tightly wrapped around his cock, she slides them up and down the length, head bobbing and the flat of her tongue adds pressure with each suck. There are moments her mouth relaxes so she may use her tongue to flick and lick the head. Her hand is settled around the base, squeezing, sometimes massaging, but mostly it is her mouth coaxing, begging for his release.

Straightening her posture she scoots as close as possible her hand falling away to cups his balls as her lips slide down his length taking each inch of him into her mouth, relaxing her throat in order to slide her head up and down with ease.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*A deep breath is sucked in quickly, chest rising once more as her mouth begins to move on him, his eyes falling closed and head tipping back against the couch. He cannot help but to groan aloud, uncaring if anyone else happens to hear, her mouth dashing any of those concerns from his thoughts before they can even form. His fingers clamp on the corners of the cushions on either side of him, fists gripping tightly. Each pause, each time her tongue focuses on the head draws a moan from him louder than the last, her sinking mouth causing him to refill his lungs in a shuddering intake of breath.

He knows, exquisite pleasure though it is, that he can still last a time like this, enjoying every movement of soft lips and teasing tongue along his cock... until the moment her hand is on his balls, and he cannot help but to arch against her, thinking in some distant part of his mind that it's as if someone gave her the book on him.*

Fuck.... yes. God.

*It's nearly all the words he can form, each stroke of her mouth pushing him closer and closer to a cliff that is approaching with much more speed than it was only moments before. He is only able to mutter a couple more words between gasps and hissing intakes of air, a mixture of question and statement he is currently lacking the brainpower to figure which, his mind swirling in a vortex of pleasure centered around her lips and tongue... and that hand. Oh, that hand...*

Your... mouth..... fuck....

 

[SiaKlynn]

Through the course of drawing him to pleasure with her mouth she can feel his cock tense, pulse and harden even further. It's as if for a moment the cock tenses, pauses and then releases. Continuing to keep her lips wrapped around him she knows it won't long before he lets go. The heel of her hand gently presses his sack as the tips of her fingers grip the base of the shaft. Long strokes of her lips along his length striving to bring him pleasure.

She hears his telling moan and the answer to her earlier question. She gives a nod of her head, the singal to tell him that she ready. Sliding her other hand up his thigh she grips his hip thinking, "Cum for me..."

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*Jaw clenched, his breathing growing more rapid as he grows closer... closer... He can feel it building deep inside, a ball of electricity as if she'd stripped bare a live wire in his core and sent it writhing about, sending arcs racing down every nerve ending in his body.

The heel of her hand against his the amazing sensitivity of his balls sends a shudder through his body, quickly sending him to the edge. His jaw unclenched, lips part, mouth open as his voice fills the space around them the way hers did minutes before.

A fun play date indeed...

His eyes open, looking to her under a brow furrowed in... concentration? Intense pleasure? Both. He catches the slight nod of her head, her lips still around him, and it is is the last trigger, he can take no more, his cock spasming suddenly, fiercely between tight lips, thick ropes of cum spilling over her tongue. He cannot help but to cry out, certain he is loud and his hands moved up by his head, white knuckles over the back of the couch, his back arching. Each spasm, each new bit of cum draws another moan from parted lips, her mouth working every drop possible from him.

As he begins to come down, a slight laugh slips in between moans, the thought crossing his mind that he should've perhaps warned her about the ferocity with which he tends to cum... but what are first times for if not learning new things?

Settling slowly back against the couch, his body begins to relax as he comes down, chest rising and falling rapidly as his lungs draw in as much air as they can, feeing loosening muscles. Between heavy breaths, he shakes his head slightly, grinning openly at her..*

That... fuck. Wow. Yes....

 

[SiaKlynn]

She can feel the moment he is about to release, the tremor and tension, so she prepares. Lips tighten around his shaft and she waits, ready and yet, one is not always completely ready. As he reaches his release and lets go, it is a bit of a shock at first, the amount of warm seed traveling over her tongue and down her throat. Most is swallowed with ease, some pools within her mouth as she tries to keep a firm seal around his cock. The goal is always not to let any get away, but sometimes that's not possible. As the spasms slow and body relaxes she gently sucks, making sure to keep her lips wrapped around him till he's completely spent.

Slowly she releases his cock and uses the back of her hahd to wipe away the bit of at the corners of her mouth and then licks her lips. Looking up at him she sees him smiling, mission accomplished. Placing her hands on his thighs she slowly gets up from the floor and sits on the couch next to him. Smiling, she leans over and kissses his cheek before resting her head on his shoulder. Sighing softly, she closes her eyes.

That was fun... we shoudl do it again some time, but for now I must get a few hours sleep before I begin my day.

Squeezing his thigh she curls up on the couch in her corner leaving it to him whether or not to nap along with her.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*He can't help but be impressed when he sees hardly anything escape her mouth, a final shudder slipping through him, followed closely by a low groan, when he feels her steal the last drops from him. He exhales fully when her mouth leaves him finally, his breathing slowly returning to normal, though he knows full well what she means about the temperature in here now.

He relaxes into the soft cushions of the couch as she joins him, a soft content sound on his lips as he feels her kiss on his cheek. His body relaxed to a fantastic degree now, he happily lays his head against hers on his shoulder, nodding slightly at her words.*

I absolutely couldn't agree more. Maybe next time we won't leave the tub...

*he chuckles quietly and, stifling a yawn, joins her on the couch in the corner, rustling up a sheet to pull over the naked form of their bodies as they curl together, his arm slipping around her bare middle and pulling her close... and drifting... *

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Husky laughter from the depths of hell.

Screams.

Loud. Echoing.

LONG.

More laughter

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

Husky laughter from the depths of hell.

Screams.

Loud. Echoing.

LONG.

More laughter

Hahahah <3

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The click of heels echoes upward from the lower levels. A certain wolfling comes wandering~looking for something to entertain herself with while she attempts to write her last two owed posts...

The flicker of Hell's walls, the heat? The stench of burning flesh? It all fades as she finally opens the hidden door and slips into the main areas. Hell. Her third home, from long and long ago.

Moving to the bar, she gets her bucket~the one left by Plexy ages ago and checks the ice. Still there. Next she grabs a shot glass and two cans of Monster lo carb energy drink. She needs the caffeine.

Finally, she finds a chair and sinks into it's softness.

She has writing due and thinking to be done.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Next she grabs a shot glass and two cans of Monster lo carb energy drink. She needs the caffeine.

Mmm. Bluuuuuuue.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Smiles as I hear a Sage.

iz gooooooood.

 

[SiaKlynn]

The walk doesn't exactly lead to a picturesque place with a romantic moon or stars or even a pretty body of water for them to reflect. There is no soft grass or rough sand or even dirt. Here in Hell it's hot with distant cries of tormented souls, but the bar area is nice, like a VIP section of a high profile nightclub. This thought makes her laughs softly as it brings the nightclubs in LA to mind. This visit she's actually clothed, but simply, a tank top, jean skirt and flip flops. A typical beachy attire to be sure. Bypassing the couch she leads them to the bar, releasing his hand she hops up on a stool before reaching for his shirt to pull him closer, legs already teasing around him, pushing the hem high up on her thighs as she reaches up to plant a kiss right under his chin.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*The trip is, blissfully, short, and while it is not perhaps a setting one would typically think of as inviting, the person leading him here seems to have found the ability to make virtually any environment enticing. His eyes sweep the room, regaining his bearings as he makes his way with her, his attention returning to her when he feels her hand fall away from his. A grin sprouts on his lips as she makes her way onto a barstool, a little laugh escaping when he's pulled against her, and his hands fall right to her bare thighs, fingertips stroking light against smooth skin...* Mm.. gonna stick around this time? *he teases with a grin, and his hands move along her thighs to the bend of her knee, pulling her hips forward on the bar stool and her body closer to his. When her lips meet his skin, he exhales quietly, his voice dropping to a whisper..* I'd hate to have you owe me even more...

 

[SiaKlynn]

She breathes in feeling the rush of tingly excitement as his hands brush against her thighs. "I have some time though not the night like our last visit here."

Hands drop to his sides as he pulls her closer a small squeak falling from her lips as the back of her thighs drags against the leather of the stool. Lifting her gaze she rather wishes she had the night, a sly smile curves to lips, "Oh, I don't know... owing you may be beneficial to future liasons?"

The heel of her foot lightly brushes against the back of his leg as her hands travel to his hips, fingers finding their way to tease just inside the waistband.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*He chuckles quietly, nodding once at her words* No... I don't know that I'd have all night, either. But...

*a mischievous grin comes to life on his lips, fingertips and palms moving along the side of her thighs, gradually towards her hips on the edge of the bar stool*

...I guess that just means I can't take my time with you. This time.

*His head dips then, lips finding the delightful curve where neck and shoulder meet, and he nips lightly against her soft skin*

 

[SiaKlynn]

The "but" captures her attention instantly curious to what he might suggest. The traveling of his hands excites her body, nipples pointing through the thin material of the tank top with the built in bra, which only barely keeps the ample breasts in place. Leaning her head back as his lips press to that oh so sensitive spot of her neck she moans, softly, thighs squeezing against his hips.

"A quick romp.... I like your way of thinking."

Sliding her hands around his body palms rest on his ass giving a squeeze before slipping beneath his shirt to feel the warm flesh of his back

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*A quiet laugh, warm breath against her skin, his head tilts to the side as lips move up her neck, stealing another soft nip just up from her shoulder. His hands continue their slow journey, extended fingertips bumping up against the hem of her skirt, and he hesitates for only a moment, unsure of which way to go, before lifting the pads of his fingers from her thighs and letting his hands skim over the denim...

They move quicker then, fingers reaching out in search of the hem of her tank top while soft lips and teasing teeth make their way up the length of her neck, and all ten digits close around the bottom of the tank when they reach it, a light grip on the soft fabric. His lips are simply against her for a moment, lifting into a small grin against her neck, and then the shirt is lifted slowly, his lips leaving her only when necessary.*

 

[SiaKlynn]

Sweet heaven the teasing of his lips against her neck makes her insides quiver with a wanting desire, a need, an ache. There is part of her which enjoys the slow dance while the other part wants to tear his clothes. Feeling the hem of the tank top slide up she smiles as the soft cotton slides up her torso and over breasts, which give a bit of resistence at first before bouncing free from their confided space, nipples at attention.

Even as she revels in the loss of the shirt her hands already begin their duty by gathering up his shirt, pushing up and only inching back to separate from him so she is able to disgard the shirt on the floor. Her hands fall back to his waist, fingertips toying with the button of his pants.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*His lips don't return to her for a moment, eyes opening instead to look at her now a little more revealed to him, eyes dancing over newly exposed peaks before his own shirt is being lifted. He drops the tank somewhere near the base of the bar stool, caring little about it now that it's out of the way, and lifts his arms so she can pull his own off.

He glances down as her fingers find the button holding his shorts in place, his hands falling easily back to her thighs. Lifting his eyes to her face, the mischievous grin quirks his lips again as his hands begin moving once more, this time his fingers dive under the skirt, stretched out and searching for the last true barrier to the fulfillment of his growing need that is hidden within, ready to make it join the growing pile of discarded and forgotten clothes near his feet.*

 

[SiaKlynn]

The tips of her fingers still linger at the button of his shorts, but she sits still, allowing him the time to look at her half naked form. She likes his open stare and resists the urge to blush. His hands go back to wandering, caressing her thighs and finally beneath the hem in search of the thong, the thin strap across her hips easily comes into reach.

Meanwhile she has had enough of playing with the button and pushes the round piece of plastic through the eyehole. A quick push of her hands against his hips frees him of another piece of clothing.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*His fingers pause as they find the thin strip of fabric that encircles her hips, curling around it and holding for a beat as the shorts are sent down the length of his legs, lifting one foot at a time so he can step out of the next bit of clothing to meet the floor before pushing it aside with a swipe of his foot.

Still close to her, his head tilts again, lips finding the same curve where neck and shoulder join on the other side, teeth light against her skin while his fingers pull, knuckles sliding against her legs. Waiting until she moves her legs from around him, he pushes the thin fabric over her knees and lets it fall the rest of the way, adding - if only slightly - to the scattering of clothes around them.

Warm hands return to her legs, pulling them back around his waist and moving his body close to hers again, each of them left in only a single piece of clothing. On her, a skirt he debates removing, though it is clearly no longer necessary. On him, a simple pair of boxers that does little to hide his growing arousal. His lips are against her neck still, teasing the flesh, feeling her pulse beating under his lips, and his hands return to her once more, one light against her thigh, the other moving to the swell of her full breast, thumb swiping quickly across the stiff peak of her nipple.*

 

[SiaKlynn]

Bits of clothing discarded and yet there is still too much, not that they needed to be completely naked, but there is one piece of clothing that must go. A shiver runs through her body as his lips find their way to her neck once more. The kisses are soft, leaving a warm trail and bringing soft moans to lips. The constrained desire makes her ache between her thighs. His own arousal no longer hidden. For another minute she revels in the touch of his lips and now his hand on her breast. A soft groan.

Hands press against his hips, fingertips outlining the hip bone, teasing the flesh with her nails and finally pushing, tugging the boxers down to free his length. Wrapping her legs around his hips lets him the moist heat between her thighs, but then carefully inches back to allow enough room to reach between their bodies. Fingertips brush against the base of his cock before dipping lower to cup his balls in a gentle squeeze before wrapping fingers around the shaft to massage and tease his length.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*The sound of her voice, the response of her body to his, only serve to heighten his arousal, and he shifts his hips slightly away from her, simply moving with her in this slowly building dance. Feet lift one at a time again, stepping out of the boxers just as he had his shorts, pushing them aside absently. He can feel her heat as their bodies come together again, her fingers quickly replacing it, drawing a quiet moan from him as she teases the sensitive weight of his balls.

The hand on her thigh grips lightly, dimpling firm flesh when she strokes him, only a matter of moments passing before he is fully hard in her hand, his own firm heat now readily apparent. Thumb and forefinger come together, a teasing roll of her nipple in his grasp, and then his hand leaves her, joining the other at the hem of her skirt. Each movement grows a bit more urgent than the next, his desire beginning to boil over, fingers gripping the hem of her skirt and pushing it up towards her hips. Splayed fingers sneak around, curving along her hips, gripping firmly and pulling her a bit closer to the edge, a bit closer to the velvet hardness wrapped in her fingers.*

 

[SiaKlynn]

His desire, the hard length of his shaft in her hand, the pinch of her nipple and his grip on her hips builds the aching desire to a point on desperate need. A steady hand guides the smooth head to the warmth of her entrance. A brief pause to release his cock and rest her hand on his side their bodies naturally connect. A sharp groan leaving her lips as his length slides inside, slick walls tightening around his shaft. Wrapping her legs around his hips her back arches. The sensation is satisfying, but only for a moment, she wants to feel that building pleasure. With both hands on his sides she can only slightly rolls her hips forward. Lifting her gaze she orders, "Fuck me."

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*His fingers arch slightly, pressing into her hips as she leads him forward to her, his eyes falling closed when he feels her wet and hot around him, savoring in those first delicious moments when he enters her. Arms tense, the stool under her tilting ever so slightly when he pulls her forward, the movement of his hips slow and smooth, her walls stretching with exquisite tension around the hard length of his cock.

He pauses when he feels himself finally fully inside her, giving both of them a moment to adjust to the feeling of each other's bodies joined together. At the sound of her voice his eyes open, one corner of his mouth lifting just slightly, the faintest whisper of a grin at her words, a reminder of their earlier conversation. He nods slightly, one hand moving from against her hip, lifting and sinking fingers into dark silken hair, pulling her mouth to his in a sudden and fierce kiss, the tip of his tongue teasing along her full bottom lip.

As their mouths meet their hips part, a slow and smooth shift as he pulls from her slowly, his cock glistening and hot with her arousal. He hesitates a moment, the space of time filled only with a heartbeat, and then he's inside her again, full and hot and hard. His hips do not still this time, quickly establishing a swift and deep rhythm, a low moan in his throat as his teeth nip at her bottom lip.*