Summoned from the underworld.

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Stepping close to Muffin, like he always did, showing a dominering stance as he glared down at her. The muscles along his cheeks clenched and unclenched. She was right, he simply couldn't admit that his spell had failed. But, damn her, she had no right to be right! Not when every spell she cast seemed to have a way of going awry! He opened his mouth to take yet another jab at her, but stalled. He could only look down into her face, his sharp and stern expression slowly melted away. He reached up and touched the back of his finger the the skin of her cheek, catching a tear she had missed. His lip twitched and his brow raised a notch as he pulled his finger up between them so they could both see the salty tear slide down along the length of his finger. He looked past it and into her eyes and tilted his head, stepping a little closer to her, leaving less than a foot of space between them.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I watched the tear clinging to his finger for a few moments, hardly daring to believe it had come from my face. Which was still burning where he'd touched it.

"I'm not crying," I muttered fiercely. "You can't make me cry."

He didn't look like he believed me. He touched my cheek again and came away with another tear. I tilted my head back and stared mutinously into his eyes, daring him to call my bluff. Not that it was a bluff. For some reason, I stopped thinking, for the first time in my life, I stopped thinking entirely. Who knew his eyes were so deep and full of color. I licked my lips.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

"Muffin..." There was a quality to the way he said her name, as though he were appologizing. It was the closest he would ever come to doing so as he leaned in more, his own lips inches from Muffin's, his breath drifting over hers, he rested the palm of his hand along the nape of her neck and drew her against him, her lips were the sofest thing he had touched in a very long time.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I decided I was dreaming. I would never have Cain kissing me in reality, after all I did turn his hair that lovely shade of royal blue. Or was that part and parcel of the dream as well? It didn't matter, it was my dream and I was going to enjoy it fully. Then there was the way he had said my name, a perfect blend of apology and nuance, no Cain would never apologize. He was an ass. It was an incredibly sweet kiss, then his tongue slipped along my lips and my ears roared from the heat.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Placing his other hand at the small of Muffin's back, Cain drew her against him slowly, melding the lush heat of their bodies together with the one simple action, his tongue drifted slowly along the softness of her lips as the hand he held tenderly against the nape of her neck slid into her hair. He stepped against her, making her move back with his movement, else fall backwards. He was wheeling her around to his bed...

 

[KillerMuffin]

Were we moving? I couldn't really tell, he was distracting my by rubbing his body against mine like that. His tongue licked at my lips again, so I opened them and let him inside. His tongue slipped inside, rubbing against mine like his body was rubbing against mine, all warm and sinuous. I sucked gently on his tongue, wrapping my arms around him and sinking my nails into his back. Good thing I chewed them off.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

With a dull *Fwump* sound Muffin fell back onto Cain's bed with him atop her, somehow, their kiss had never broken. Cain's hands ran down along her sides to her hips, he lifted her right leg along his side and began to kneed his hips against hers. He made a strange sound against her lips, it was half whimper, and half growl. His tongue still danced along hers.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I hit the bed and should have been alarmed, instead I was relieved, because now I could wrap myself around him. I wrapped one leg around his leg and the other one around his waist. His hips were moving in a rhythm that mine quickly picked up. His lips were sucking at mine and his tongue was doing an exciting mime of what our hips were doing together. I squeezed him tightly, rubbing myself on his body just to feel the nipple hardening friction. I moaned into his mouth.

 

[Vivid]

Tiador

He was almost back at Cain's room when he realized he forgot the squirrel whiskers. We'd need squirrel whiskers to counter any spell that had bat's fur in it. Shoot!

Tiador turned back to his room. Dangit! where did I leave it?

 

[scylis]

OOC:
well, it's about damn time, you two!! *lol*

IC:
Edwin struggled to take as much of her tit flesh as he could into his mouth. He felt a light breeze on his back. "Damnit!" he thought to himself, "I thought I closed that window! Oh well, not that it matters at the moment." With his free hand, he took his cock in hand and lightly rubbed the tip along Alyn's pussy, teasing her. When she tried to push down onto him, he quickly pulled away before she managed to do so. Reaching around, he pulled her legs away from his waist, then began to slowly kiss, lick and nibble his way down her chest and stomach.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Muffin's soft moan against his lips drove Cain on. He teased her lips and her tongue with a dark, cunning care. His thumbs slipped under the band of fabric about her waist. She made his inner most hidden natures stir and fume with desire, the pulse that coursed through every fiber of his being was being addopted as the rythem of his sensuous dance along her frame.

 

[bluntforcemama]

Alyn whimpered as Edwin pulled away from her, wanting his cock so much, but relishing his tender mouth on her skin. She moaned and whispered something in tongues, something foreign while the wizard kissed her stomach, her hips... she knew what he was up to now.

 

[scylis]

Edwin

Edwin lightly nibbled at the inside of her thighs, starting further down and slowly making his way towards her sex, but moved away again just as he was about to reach it, teasing her some more. Her whimpering became louder and louder with each successive pass. Soon he could not bare to tease him any longer. He loved eating pussy. He loved the taste, the smell, the pleasure he gave whoever it was that had caught his eye at the time. He gently kissed it, then ran his tongue along her wet slit, savoring her unique taste.

 

[scylis]

OOC

why isn't anybody posting?

 

[Ravenloft]

OOC: I'm waiting on KM...

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Sorry, I was bitchy yesterday. Nothing was coming out right.

IC: I wiggled and writhed under him, lapping at his mouth and throwing anything akin to dignity to the winds. This felt better than the very occasional moments when a spell actually went right! I tilted my hips upward and squeezed against him as tightly as I had the strength for. Getting lost in his lips, the mental shields holding back my emotions started disintegrating.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

With a quick tug, Cain sought to remove the bottom portion of Muffin's cloths, they peeled free of her hips, her thighs, and were past her knees when Cain's dark eyes turned upward to look upon her bare flesh. He slid her cloths free as she kicked them from her feet and they fell to the floor with a soft rumple of fabric. Cain was back between her legs in an instant, not even bothering to remove his own pants just yet, his hands explored the outer curve of her hips as he pressed his lips to her mouth for a second kiss. He was ridged and his blood pumped an animalistic tune in his ears but he still had not freed himself as he ground his hips ever harder between her legs. His hands drifted past her hips, up along her waist, slipping under her top to cup along the under curves of her breasts. His thumbs ran over the circle of her oreola's, making ever so brief contact with her nipples before they continued up her form. Her shirt was being slid up, over her shoulders as Cain sought to press his thirsting mouth to her breast, intending to kiss it as passionately as he had her mouth.

 

[KillerMuffin]

He was coming back down on top of me before I even realized that my clothes were almost gone. He pulled at my shirt, and I helped him remove it, sort of. I was more intensely interested in the hard ridge of heat pressing me between my legs. I knew what it was, had seen all sorts of them. This one excited me beyond measure, making me lift my hips up and rub myself against him. The soft cloth of his clothing irritated and abraded me everywhere but there. It felt incredibly good, not as good as his naked flesh would, but good enough.

The shirt lifted free of my chest and my breasts jiggled free, earning a deeply intense study from him. I gasped, drawing in a breath and holding it, waiting for him to do something. He licked his lips, lowering his mouth closer, then pausing. I quivered, wondering if he would gently kiss like Mother's Slaves, or bite like the Dean insisted on doing.

His hot, wet breath washed over my breast, making it firm up and the nipple lift on it's own, hardening and growing until it brushed his lips. He froze a moment, then opened his mouth and drew it in. I whimpered, whimpered? Not I! I never whimper! at the gentle suction.

My arousal was overwhelming me, distracting me from the constant task of holding the barrier between my brain and everyone elses's up. His sexual heat was eating at the door, like a bright shaft of sunlight against a moth eaten curtain, begging to come inside. Mine was beggin to go out. With the touch of Cain's- Cain's!!!- lips to my nipple, the door disintegrated and the burning heat of his desire writhed with mine.

I howled, arching into him and demanding more. I was unable to think, only feel. I didn't even have the werewithall to hope that my feelings didn't burn into everyone within a hundred league radius, let alone try to stop it. Then his fingers brushed the bared curve of my other breast, seeking the nipple there, and I didn't even want to.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

He hummed something against her breast as he suckled on her there. The hum grew louder as she pushed upward against him, and before she could arch her back once more his hands were between their bodies, freeing his cock from his own cloths. Its ridged heat pressed length wise along her slick pussy, not entering her, he had done so on purpose, she knew, as he pushed the length of it hard against her opening, the moan that cam from him was drawn over many seconds and the lustful need in it was clear. He drew back to push his length against her slippery exterior a second time as he planted his hands on either side of her head, fixing her with barely open eyes, his lips were parted and his breath whafted out with his second push against her sex.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I was ready to scream in frustration or ecstasy, I couldn't decide which. Cain's- Cain's!!!- cock was on my pussy, a long, thick, hot, throbbing, heavy, marblized piece of flesh that I craved to have inside of me. In that moment the world opened up and suddenly understood at the most fundamental level what drove my Mother to act like she did. Cock and the screeching need to have it. I had never felt that before.

I wrapped my legs, strong and honed from years on a horse, around his hips and forcefully rubbed my pussy along the length of his cock. My hips humped against him obscenely and I didn't care if he thought I was slut. I could feel my wetness on my thighs, my belly, dripping down my ass, leeching into his clothes.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

In mere seconds his cock was coated in her wetness and it slid along the pouting lips of her sex as she trapped him between her legs, driving him forward against her with her muscular legs. She wrenched another deep moan from him as he tried to pull his hips away, she must have thought his intentions were to pull away from her altogether for she suddenly drew him sharply against her with her powerful legs. He had pulled back enough that his the slick head of his cock rested against her entrance and with her sharp reflex to keep him tightly against her she had forced him to penetrate deep into her sex. The sudden sensation of her hot, weeping flesh clasped about his length pulled yet another husky moan from Cain's lungs as he tilted his head downward to stare at their joining almost in shock. She wasn't sure but she thought she heard him whisper her name. "Muffin." He turned his eyes to gaze into her's and his charcoal black hair hung down, in wild strands, mere inches from touching her cheeks.

 

[KillerMuffin]

His cock was inside of my body. Inside! He stared down into my eyes and I stared up into his. His cock was inside of me! I was having the most difficult time wrapping my mind around that concept. We remained there, motionlessly frozen in the tableau. It's indescribable how he filled me, how is cock felt inside of me. I could barely begin to fathom it.

Then he moved.

That's all it took. His cock rasped along my sheath, pulling out the briefest bit, then settling inside with a sharp thrust. My eyes widened and my very first orgasm blossomed through my body.

Helplessly, I felt my orgasm explode beyond the confines of my mind and into the world around me. Hard and violent, soft and gentle, everything and nothing, my orgasm carried itself beyond me and into him, and everyone else it could reach. For leagues upon leagues. I would have wondered if the power of the orgasm carried as well, or if distance muted it, but I was too swept up in the orgasm. His cock, was inside my body! That single thought was enough to trigger another orgasm that also swept out of me like a grassfire. I couldn't help it, he was inside of me and I was sharing it with the whole world in a way only a mind mage could.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

Not only did Muffin's sudden pleasure wash along the length of Cain's shaft, it seemed to resonate from her very being in wave after wave of trancending beauty. It rushed through Cain like air through the leaves of a tree, through the walls of his room, out into the halls of the college, it was as though she were the center of an ocean and the waves of her pleasure crashed through every water break that dared to stand in its way. Cain was in rapture at the shared taste of Muffin's own. His orgasm came swiftly and was eclipsed by what Muffin's mind had sent out. He pushed into her continuously, he was suddenly so hard that his cock ached from it, but he still drove into her, his body crashed down against hers and his face was burried against her neck, his breathing ragged, almost a whimper, and his hips still worked against her sex feverishly.

 

[KillerMuffin]

The staggering pleasure of his orgasm shot through me. My entire body arched and I screamed with the sheer pleasure of it. My orgasm had been expansive, like a grassfire. His was explosive, like a long, seething stream of magefire. I could barely hear my screams echoing through his chambers over the roaring in my ears.

Twisting beneath him, I suddenly couldn't get enough of him, I grabbed his face and pulled his mouth onto mine, sucking at his lips wetly and thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. I arched my breasts into his chest, smooshing them almost painfully. I thrust my hips up at him, trying to swallow his cock and anything else he had with my flooded sex.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cain:

She had drawn his mouth against her's, her screams of pleasure still rang in his ears, his stomach was pressed to her's tightly, their hips met eachother with thrust after wet thrust. Her breasts were plastered against him so very tightly, and their tongues danced around each other wildly. He was well and truly lost in her, her warm and supple body, the out reaching of her mind, it was as though he had seen a part of her soul in that wave of ethereal pleasure, and indeed, within its beauty he had had a glimps at what made Muffin, Muffin. He was sure somewhere in the back of his mind that this is what was ment by the expression, "Walk in anothers shoes before you pass judgement." He certainly didn't know her in and out, oblong, or sideways, but he now had a deeper appreciation for her than he had ever thought before.