Her hands were fast, and his clothing was lost swiftly under her fingertips. His own hands focused on her garments, working them from her with a similar pace as his tongue played with hers. It was more significantly split now, with a more noticeable forking in the center, though it still was fairly connected. The halves moved separately in her mouth as a growl rose to answer hers. His own kiss was aggressive and as soon as their lips parted for a breath, he smiled, "Damned straight." His lips went back to hers, his red skin against hers as his hands went to her now relatively bare back, then traveled downward, grazing her flesh. His manhood was hard through his pants by now, and she would be able to feel it against her thighs and against her mons.
Telkis was feeling much the same she was. Hungry. Lustful. His hands wandered ever lower, though upon reaching her skirt, simply beckoned at the fastening on the opposite end, undoing it. He had no time for petty fasteners. He wanted her. Now. With another sweep of a finger, her skirt shot down and slapped the wall before crumpling in a heap. Now that she was just in her panties, his hands worked her buttocks, kneading and groping as he ground his hips into her, only pausing long enough to let her remove his tasset, pants, and undergarb, which he let her fling across the room. The time for ceremony was long past. He returned to grinding against her, one hand moving from her ass back up to her shoulder, and pulling her to him to deepen the kiss further, his split tongue wrestling with her own silky muscle.
He felt her futzing with her panties and grinned through the kiss, the hand on her ass moving to guide his manhood into her. He thrust into her. Hard. Very hard, actually. And once inside, he didn't move at all. He just let it sit and stew inside her juices. Enjoying the prospect of teasing her relentlessly once again. His hand went back to her tail's base, pulling her all the way against him and holding her tight there. He wouldn't let her squirm her hips or move. She'd just have to feel him sitting in her as he grew ever harder off her discontent. His kiss continued to gain aggression, the hand around her shoulder moving to her breast as he let his weight pin her beneath him.
He felt her give up, and that was his signal as he smirked once more through the kiss and wrapped his arms around her, slipping them under her bare back and rolling them so that she was on top. He kissed her softly, then took his lips from her, "You give up so easily! It's no fun..." he teased her. He began a very subtle, very gentle motion with his hips, his hands resting on her hips as he did. He let his lips return to the warmth of her flesh, starting with the very edge of her lips then moving down to her neck and nibbling at her, pulling at the skin and licking it softly. He was going to let her drive them today. Let her strut her stuff.
Telkis matched her pace, bucking his own hips softly against hers as he held her hips. His smirk didn't leave his face as he stopped sucking and biting her shoulder long enough to reply, "Then what's the point?" He returned his lips to hers, capturing both her tongue with his, and the last word of that short conversation. He could feel his member stiffening even further within her moist walls as he thrust into her time and again.
Well if she wanted him on top, he'd pound her. Hard and fast. His motioned tripled in force and speed with her legs around him, and his hands went from her hips to her breasts, teasing her nipples as he thrust into her again and again with his throbbing manhood. He moaned into her mouth, feeling her more sharply now as he felt his climax on the horizon. His eyes closed, and he tapped his reserves. Did he have enough? Yes. His eyes opened again with that glow that signaled usage of his arcane power. At first, Kohana would feel nothing, then she would feel it, waves of intense pleasure. As though her body was being squeezed through a gelatinous membrane of pure orgasmic bliss. It was harder to maintain than the spectral hands from earlier, but it was also more potent, and the payoff seemed worth it to him.
Telkis broke the kiss. Wanting to hear her scream out in ecstasy. He continued his thrusts as his magic continued to wrack her. His ministrations on her breasts grew more vigorous, and as she orgasmed around him, he spurted into her, filling her with his seed for the first time that night. But he had endurance on his side, and he wasn't done with her just yet. He proved it by moving again rather quickly after his climax, his teeth moving down her body with a grazed scratch before settling on her nipple, tugging and nipping gently as his tongue flicked through against its tip.
He felt her nails in his back and her hand curling into his hair and it simply drove him to be more aggressive, twisting her nipple in his mouth and lapping at it furiously. His thrusts into her almost became panicked, and as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, his eyes glowed more brightly, and they moved from the bed to the wall, her body pinned above the ground by his cock inside her. One of his hands went to her unloved breast and began to squeeze and massage it, his thumb and forefinger playing with her nipple as the rest of his hand cupped and squeezed it viciously. His other hand went to her thigh and pulled her leg up, reaching it over his shoulder and resting it there as it went down her back to rest on her ass, which it began to massage vigorously, occasionally pausing the massage to give her a spank as he humped into her.
He continued to thrust into her, determined to make her cum at least twice more. He dropped the spell, halting the waves, then switched it up, casting a new spell. One he hadn't needed to use for a while. As he thrust into her, a series of phantom manhoods trailed behind his, just as solid, but with less force behind them. They shrunk over time while inside her, so each thrust into her was still immensely pleasurably for him, but almost triple for her. His thrusts gained speed and force continually now, as his hands continued their work. He abandoned her nipple with his mouth, moving his head up to her neck and biting her, a bit hard. He would leave a mark that would go away eventually. But he wanted to taste her. His tongue swirled against her skin, teasing that supple, sensitive flesh as he pumped away.
He continued to accelerate his thrusts as his tongue worked on her skin, prodding and spiraling. His hands continued to knead and press on her breasts, toying with her nipples as his climax appeared on the horizon. The feeling of her damp slit on his member was a feeling beyond any other, and it made him throb with pleasure to even be inside her, much less moving. He groaned into her neck, biting down a little harder and drawing a bit of blood, which he sucked off of her. Just. Too. Good.
