Daydream_weaver's Refuge

[dragonrazor]

I'm going to head to bed ladies. If either of you take an interest in any of my other threads, be sure and let me know.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Good night, Raven... *kisses his cheek leaving a tiny trace of chocolate behind* ...thank you for the ice cream

 

[Drunken_Angel]

I'm going to head to bed ladies. If either of you take an interest in any of my other threads, be sure and let me know.

Goodnight dragon.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*looking down at the sundae on the counter I tilt my head thoughtfully*

I think I have made this one too big for just one person...shall we share, Angel my sweet?

*picking up a long slender handled spoon I scoop up a bit of cold creamy goodness and offer it to her*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*looking down at the sundae on the counter I tilt my head thoughtfully*

I think I have made this one too big for just one person...shall we share, Angel my sweet?

*picking up a long slender handled spoon I scoop up a bit of cold creamy goodness and offer it to her*

Wordlessly, I part my lips to make room for the spoon. My eyes match hers and I wonder how she can be so cool, so calm. I know what she carries inside... at least I've caught hints of it. There are so many things I want to say, so many I wish to show. Instead, my eyes go to the spoon and to the sweetness it contains.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Nice isn't it...

*Watching her intently I take another spoonfull and lift it to my own mouth. The tip of my tongue slips out to taste a bit from the edge before I slide the whole thing between my lips. My eyes close as I savor the mix of flavors.*

Yes, I think it's very nice indeed...*Taking up the bowl I walk over to the pile of cushions before the fire and sink down into them. Gazing over at Angel I scoop another bit of sweetness onto the spoon and hold it out to her*

This one is yours...will you come and take it?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

A devilish smile as I watch the play of firelight on weaver's skin. I watch it dance across her body, the spoon, even illuminating the ice cream. I lower my chin, eyes catching weavers and glide gracefully over.

Nothing comes between a fey and sweets.

My lips are around the spoon before my body even reaches the ground. And hen my hand is in her hair, feeling.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*My smile widens as her fingers slip into my hair. I set the bowl of ice cream to one side making sure to dip a fingertip in the whipped cream. I bring the finger up spreading the sweetness along my bottom lip. My tongue peeks out and cleans it slowly away. I reach toward her mouth, offering a fingertip still sticky with traces of whipped cream.

Without words I challenge, my eyes daring her*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*My smile widens as her fingers slip into my hair. I set the bowl of ice cream to one side making sure to dip a fingertip in the whipped cream. I bring the finger up spreading the sweetness along my bottom lip. My tongue peeks out and cleans it slowly away. I reach toward her mouth, offering a fingertip still sticky with traces of whipped cream.

Without words I challenge, my eyes daring her*

My eyes narrow ever so slightly as I understand the nature of her look. Eyes locked, defiant, I grasp her wrist with both hands and pull her finger - arm and all- the rest of the way to my mouth.

Lips wrap around, not slowly, not gracefully, hungry. Her finger is halfway into my mouth before the lips ever make contact.

And then it is sliding, in... out, tongue wrapping. All the while feral eyes hold my weavers.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Her mouth is hot around my finger, hot and wet and alive. I can feel the wildness in her, feel the darkness we have both spoken of. A tinge of violet pulses deep in my eyes in answer.

My free arm circles her waist pulling her closer, moving slowly as if approaching an untamed creature. I let her keep her hold on my wrist, my finger moving into and out of her mouth as our bodies come together and I ease her to the cushions beside me. A soft whisper, a barely audible drifts to her ears*

...another, my Angel...take another...

*as my hand moves away from her face I extend a second finger slipping it between her lips along with the first*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*Her mouth is hot around my finger, hot and wet and alive. I can feel the wildness in her, feel the darkness we have both spoken of. A tinge of violet pulses deep in my eyes in answer.

My free arm circles her waist pulling her closer, moving slowly as if approaching an untamed creature. I let her keep her hold on my wrist, my finger moving into and out of her mouth as our bodies come together and I ease her to the cushions beside me. A soft whisper, a barely audible drifts to her ears*

...another, my Angel...take another...

*as my hand moves away from her face I extend a second finger slipping it between her lips along with the first*

My mouth moves obediently to accept the second finger. This one dry at first, tasting different, skin rather than milk and sugar. It is intoxicating as I feel the pair sliding in and out, wrapping my tongue around them like a sleeve.

I wonder if my mouth feels like a cunt. I wonder what those fingers would feel like inside me. I want them inside, need.

I watch her, watching me and I see the purple, it strikes me like a bolt of shadow, deep. I Howl in response, but it only comes out as a moan.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Curling my thumb under her chin and grasp her face and hold her still. I lean close, my lips brushing over her brow and down along her cheek. There was a sound, a soft sound...I want to hear it again.

My lips hover beside hers, barely touching, the tip of my tongue flicks out and teases the corner of her mouth*

...that's it, my Angel...so nice...but you want more don't you?

*My free arm slides up around her shoulders, my body pressing against hers, urging her back onto the cushions until I am leaning over her. A long leg twines around and between hers*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

*Curling my thumb under her chin and grasp her face and hold her still. I lean close, my lips brushing over her brow and down along her cheek. There was a sound, a soft sound...I want to hear it again.

My lips hover beside hers, barely touching, the tip of my tongue flicks out and teases the corner of her mouth*

...that's it, my Angel...so nice...but you want more don't you?

*My free arm slides up around her shoulders, my body pressing against hers, urging her back onto the cushions until I am leaning over her. A long leg twines around and between hers*

I tremble with need, desperately fighting an instinct to drop onto hands and knees and circle around her, growling. I fight, but part of me demands to know why.

And then I feel it, her thumb under my chin. That tiny gesture holding me as surely as any restraint. Her words float to my ears, but it is not I who respond. A deep rumble in my chest rises and forces its way past those delicately held lips. There is something glowing, something surrounding the two of us that wasn't there before. I sense it. I can smell it. It is both delicious and terrifying.

Another growl, again, not my voice. This cant be my voice. Eyes still locked on yours, windows into an inner world of conflict and desire.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Drawing back slightly I gaze at her, feeling her need, her low growl a siren call. My body responds instinctively, growing hot and liquid. I move over her, my thigh pressing between hers, parting her legs and nestling against her heated center.

Releasing her chin I slowly pull my fingers from her suckling mouth and lean in to claim her lips in a deep, seeking kiss*

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Called on account of the Sandman​

 

[dragonrazor]

So I'm watching Turtles Forever, the new TMNT movie. And the moment they entered Dimension X, there's a few seconds of looking around before my first thought is "Oh my god, it's the HOT April"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

wolf pads in and leaves love...disappears

 

[dragonrazor]

Heh heh...hot busty reporter April O'Neil...mmmmm

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*A mug of hot chocolate, a quiet corner, a single ray of sunlight making its way through morning clouds to strike a crystal hung in a window. A rainbow of colors dancing around the room, a faint smile, a solitary tear, memories dancing through my mind. A soft sigh drifting away, a wish made*

 

[Drunken_Angel]

A soft knocking.

 

[dragonrazor]

*A mug of hot chocolate, a quiet corner, a single ray of sunlight making its way through morning clouds to strike a crystal hung in a window. A rainbow of colors dancing around the room, a faint smile, a solitary tear, memories dancing through my mind. A soft sigh drifting away, a wish made*

Morn...er, afternoon.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*looking up from my corner I flick a finger and the door swings slowly open*

Come in sweet Angel...


It's still morning here, Raven...for a bit...

 

[dragonrazor]

*looking up from my corner I flick a finger and the door swings slowly open*

Come in sweet Angel...


It's still morning here, Raven...for a bit...

*grins* 1:22 PM. Need some hot RP but no one's on.

 

[dragonrazor]

So what are you ladies up to today?

 

[Drunken_Angel]

Stepping in, dressed for sun. Feet bare on the floor.

"Hello Weaver, Dragon"

I'm sorry I faded last night. I haven't been myself lately.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

I have no specific plans...in and out here...some time spent online elsewhere...RW things to do...

*hugs my knees to my chest and resting my chin on them*

Did I see that you have time to yourself today?


No need to apologize, Angel...I am happy to see you *smiles softly*