Taming the Beast (Closed for Eazy)

[Faux_Pas]

Lenore's attention suddenly bounced to the front of the room for the slightest of moments with Eddie's sudden- well, bark- for a restroom break, fearing that the man would indeed allow such a thing. Granted, it would have certainly given him the freedom to react to her as he pleased, and especially cause the reaction she wanted... but not at all where she wanted it. This was, after all, a lesson in listening to her, and trying to help him with that whole keeping-himself-contained aspect he was wanting so terribly.

Aww. He won't let you, puppy...

How wonderful.

She could feel him; both through his thoughts, that wonderful connection.... and through her shadows. The control exerted over them gave her some slight reaction as well, feeling a touch of the flinches and such given by her trapped pet. The way he twitched and tightened, tried to fight against her. A tiny chuckle was given as he pled back to her, trying his hardest to keep his reactions from seeping into his outward appearance.

But sweetie... You look just so damn CUTE like this...!

The nubbed, ridged appendages that had claimed his cock swelled a bit more, claiming completely against him as a thin strip chose to remain against the tip of him, mimicking the motions of Lenni's own tongue along his swollen member the night prior; flicking at the developing wetness leaking from the whimpering lycan. As this took place, the other of her toys in shadows continued to expand, pressing further into the struggling male, the clench he gave in return bringing a purr to Lenni's throat.

Watching the clock, dear? Now why on Earth would you want to do that? I thought you adored class. Shouldn't you just enjoy it more?

With that, the grip tightened a bit more, the spiral motion increasing, letting the little fingers petting at him now grasp and roll, tickling and drawing at his throbbing cock. The shadowy toy within him drew back, shrinking just slightly to avoid causing her favorite werewolf pain- at least, not something to truly disrupt the class on HER part.

Another chuckle.
Back in.
No slow to it this time.

Hard, fast, and deep; claiming the space she had tested with such fullness only moments ago.
Back.
Again.

Her pencil had stopped in the air, but her fingers had taken to the desk, clutching... pushing slightly. Imagining how fun...
how fun...

I will fuck you anywhere, any time... any WAY I please, Edgar... One way or another.

Her smile refused to falter, those fingers still holding her desk tightly. She could feel him. She could actually feel him. Faintly, but enough. Enough to enjoy it herself, all those different sensations, leaving her undead heart to actually start to pound.

Oh, Eddie. I can only imagine- Can you hold it out? Can you? Hold it out, Eddie. Come on. Hold it out and I'll reward you... No shadows, Eddie. YOu can have me. Hold it out, Eddie. We can fuck. As angrily as you want for this, on the roof. But you need to hold out for that bell. 5 minutes, Eddie. Can you last that long?

 

[Eazy]

You have a pretty screwed up definition of 'cute', Lenore. The lycanthrope thought back toward her, while feeling those torturously ridged shadows swelled around his throbbing length. A sharp shudder escaped at the feel of one mimicking the licking motions of a female tongue along the moistened tip of the male's swollen cock. The sensation would nearly take his mind off of the other violation occurring at the same time, until those expanding shadows delved deeper inside and nearly made him howl out in the middle of class due to the sudden sensations invoked.

Those attempts at gripping around her invading tendrils were proving rather futile to say the least. But now Edgar was finding his rather traitorous body squeezing at them of its own accord. The muscles of his sphincter gripping and relaxing around the shadowy tendril. Gripping even harder when the ones around his cock increased their spiraling motions. The lycanthrope was beginning to hunch over his desk further. Trying to pretend at paying attention to class. Even trying to do so at points, if it meant giving his mind something to block out the words within his thoughts which were being projected by the teasing vampire.

When the tendrils invading his body began to draw back, Eddie made the rather foolish mistake of relaxing under the moment of partial relief. A split second decision which the wolf quickly regretted as the shadow pushed forward once more. Edgar quickly buried his face into his forearms as they crossed themselves over the top of his desk. Biting down on one of them to the point of nearly drawing blood while stifling the resulting groan. The now repeating actions gave the male little reprieve from the onslaught, as the attempts at holding back the seemingly inevitable climax was growing increasingly difficult for the normally quiet student.

I will rip into you for this, Lenore. And not in the way you enjoy.

Not that the threat held much bite to it. Particularly since his other side - the one which usually kept people in check about messing with his kind - was far more likely to mount her than attack her. Still, the angry glances now slipped her way showed a hint of how her teasing had affected the normally reserved human side of the younger Talbot. At the mention of him having her if he held out, however, Eddie did feel a new twinge of arousal about the situation. The notion of having some sort of 'outlet' for his boiling aggressions had a certain allure to it. But Edgar realized on how it would be giving her what she wanted.

I'm not holding out for any reward you have for offer, you pain in the ass. Okay, poor choice of words, he realized too late. Still, after a brief pause and an attempt at maintaining his composure while glaring at her from the corner of his eye, Edgar pressed on I don't want to get into any trouble because you wished to play some sick games in the middle of class. You can win over my other side with the promise of sex, but I'm... I'm...

His thoughts trailed off at the tendrils started to hit at a rather sweet spot near his prostate. Pulling his eyes aware of Lenni, the werewolf buried his face within those arms. Breathing labored. Both legs beneath his desk pressing firmly into the ground. Any small bit of tension to the muscles which could help him stay focused on not simply yielding to that need for release. But it grew increasingly difficult for the lycanthrope, as the amount of precum seeping out of the tip flowed freely over the teasing, spiraling tendrils which played at him there. Enough for them to be lightly coated with a sheen of the warm fluid. His muscles flexing and relaxing around the ones penetrating his body. Almost as if trying to milk at the tendrils for their own seed, much to the wolf's shame, as his eyes once more sought out the clock. 2 minutes to go.

So close.
Close to class ending.
Close to achieving one of the biggest orgasms of his life.
So fucking close...

 

[Faux_Pas]

Ohhh. My poor pretty boy. Are you having trouble over there? Making me sweet promises isn't going to make this any easier for you... Lenore's lips tightened slightly as she readjusted in her own seat, a tiny little groan buried behind them as she closed her eyes. Oh, those wonderful feelings... Every sensation, the bond with those shadows, her ties with her darling wolf. The panic and frustration he had brewing so highly right now... Oh, he was furious, she was fully aware of that. But the full fury he was trying to convey, simply wasn't there.

But WHAT, Eddie? Look at you. Nearly panting in your seat for me. Her tone was smug in his head, her tendrils reminding him once again of the control she held with both his mind and body at that moment. Tightly grasping his cock in its shadowy grip, those prickled nubs grinding against him with further twists and turns, as her invading push within him did its best to keep the pressure and pistoning that left him trembling so.

A tiny coo managed to leave her own lips as she felt the dribble running down her grasping shadows, her pencil coming to push against her lips. Oh, sweetie. You're nearly there. Are you going to make it? So close... Ohh, you're throbbing against me, I can feel you about to cum! You can do it, Eddie. Hold out, baby. Just hold out. Only a few more minutes.

It probably would have been much easier if she hadn't taken that as a challenge herself.

The twisting tangle pushing into him took a further effort now, trying to give him more to deal with in those few remaining moments of class. Her smile grew further with each deep plunge and withdraw made, her own legs tightening together as she fought a groan by covering it with a clearing of her throat. Don't want my offer? Very well then, but don't expect me to stop. If anything, you're encouraging me. I expect to have you begging, eventually. Mmm... Countdown time, Eddie.

Her tendrils refused to give him any cooperation on that, trying their damndest to force the Wolf into giving in with those last few seconds. Harder. Expanding. CLenching against his length, as the taunting test within him drove on. She meant what she had said... He was HERS to play with as she wished, and no amount of angry words was going to stop her from doing as she pleased.

It was mainly fear that drove her to it.
A need to remind him, to claim him and burn it within him that he could not be done and gone with her- especially with the next week. Spring break. The wolf would be allowed to return to his home, the vampire sent back to her father. Away from him. Left without her games, without her new pet.

A good boy would need reminders on why he needed her.

The bell sounded, allowing the students to scramble from their seats as Van Helsing began to shout out to them, various reminders on what was still due upon their return.

Lenore took her chance then.
Cum for me, Eddie. Cum now. They won't even see you. They're all in their rush to leave, and I'll catch every drop. Cum for me, my puppy. Be a good boy and do as I say, NOW, EDDIE!