The Outlook

[Luna_Wolf72]

*swims up, tickling Luna's feet then darts away*

*cracks up*

Noon's hands are full at the moment, but he sends mental hugs in Luna's direction.

*soft smile*

I believe that Squaresoft needs to either abandon the Final Fantasy series entirely, or go back to the gameplay of 7 and before.

*further hysterical laughter*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

A small whirlwind stirs on a high dune. It peaks out, leaving her in its wake. She sits, facing the ocean, one leg drawn up at the knee, an arm resting on top. The warmth of sun, pressing up on her skin and warming chilled bones.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He chuckled at her as he let his hands take his liberties with her. He was already stroking at her breast, his hips wiggling back up against hers, his cock already practically begging to be released from its shelter. "Oh, I'm certain that it's your pleasure, more than infrequently."

He tilted his head slightly as she kissed at his neck, feeling her petite, slim body pressing against him, breasts against his chest now. He was pressing back up against her, his body hard against hers, arms sliding around her as he wraped her up, enveloping her, letting her know that she was in his power, if only for the moment.

"Hmm, I seem to remember abusing a little elf slut over there, bending her over and using her while, if I recall, she also seemed to beg and plead for more. What a wicked little creature she was."

He smiled down at her wickedly as he began to dance his fingertips against her thighs, stroking her soft skin with the pads of his fingers, teasing her slightly as he acts as though his hands are going to dive down toward her crotch, but remaining on the insides of her thighs for the moment.

"I feel like I might have let her off rather easy, that time." He leaned back in against her and then began kissing her neck, his lips dancing against her skin, knowing where her most sensitive spot on her neck is. He kisses toward it, and then hovers above it for a moment with his lips before dragging it tongue against it and then licking across.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The scent brought to my nose by a happy wind is one of comfort~of amber musk and darkest vanilla, of sweat and blood and all things female. It is the strong one. I am too relaxed to move but I sense her and I know she is near.

 

[dragonrazor]

*cracks up*



*soft smile*



*further hysterical laughter*

What can I say. So many people seem to like FF13, and try to force that view on other people. But just about every one who DOESN'T like it says the same thing. The battle system SUCKS for this type of game.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The scent brought to my nose by a happy wind is one of comfort~of amber musk and darkest vanilla, of sweat and blood and all things female. It is the strong one. I am too relaxed to move but I sense her and I know she is near.

And even as she senses me, I sense of her as well. She is relaxed and that is as it should be. No need to disturb.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He chuckled at her as he let his hands take his liberties with her. He was already stroking at her breast, his hips wiggling back up against hers, his cock already practically begging to be released from its shelter. "Oh, I'm certain that it's your pleasure, more than infrequently."

He tilted his head slightly as she kissed at his neck, feeling her petite, slim body pressing against him, breasts against his chest now. He was pressing back up against her, his body hard against hers, arms sliding around her as he wraped her up, enveloping her, letting her know that she was in his power, if only for the moment.

"Hmm, I seem to remember abusing a little elf slut over there, bending her over and using her while, if I recall, she also seemed to beg and plead for more. What a wicked little creature she was."

He smiled down at her wickedly as he began to dance his fingertips against her thighs, stroking her soft skin with the pads of his fingers, teasing her slightly as he acts as though his hands are going to dive down toward her crotch, but remaining on the insides of her thighs for the moment.

"I feel like I might have let her off rather easy, that time." He leaned back in against her and then began kissing her neck, his lips dancing against her skin, knowing where her most sensitive spot on her neck is. He kisses toward it, and then hovers above it for a moment with his lips before dragging it tongue against it and then licking across.

I remember that first time. It was a contest of wills, and I let you think you won.

*I moan softly at the sensations his trailing fingers leave in their wake.
But what do you mean, 'let me off easy that time'?

*Stretching my head back, savoring the sensations of his lips on my throat.*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

What can I say. So many people seem to like FF13, and try to force that view on other people. But just about every one who DOESN'T like it says the same thing. The battle system SUCKS for this type of game.

Sits up, tucking my feet beneath my butt.

My son likes it. I don't. So you may have a point.

Head cocks slightly as I debate heading to the outlook proper for a drink

 

[Noon_Shadow]

I remember that first time. It was a contest of wills, and I let you think you won.

*I moan softly at the sensations his trailing fingers leave in their wake.
But what do you mean, 'let me off easy that time'?

*Stretching my head back, savoring the sensations of his lips on my throat.*

"I always win in a battle of wills, love." He grins and pauses, thoughtfully, glancing down at her. "Well, almost always."

He reached out with both hands to her hips, grabbing, and the lifting his own hips up slightly, guiding her to drag the lips of her sex down against the bulge of his arousal beneath her, feeling her moisture trailing along his pants.

"I let you off last time by not raping your pretty little ass, you know." He grinned, toothily, glancing into her eyes for a moment, letting them narrow with excitement and pleasure. "I often go easy on you-just as I went easy on you a later time, when I could very well have teased you to orgasm, but kept from pushing you beyond your rules."

He slid his hands up to her breasts, and used both hands to rub at her nipples, teasing them to excitement,a nd then pulling them, twisting them slightly in his grip. "I wonder what I will do to you now."

 

[dragonrazor]

Sits up, tucking my feet beneath my butt.

My son likes it. I don't. So you may have a point.

Head cocks slightly as I debate heading to the outlook proper for a drink

The battle system would be better suited to a game like Ninja Gaiden, or Revenge of Shinobi. One that's over in a couple of hours.

 

[dragonrazor]

Before I forget, Luna, would you be willing to play the big sister in the thread with Rpcg?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The battle system would be better suited to a game like Ninja Gaiden, or Revenge of Shinobi. One that's over in a couple of hours.

Maybe that's why son son likes it. He likes Ninja Gaiden.

Before I forget, Luna, would you be willing to play the big sister in the thread with Rpcg?

I thought you had a big sis for that thread. Would she be comfy writing with me? *head shake* Let me think on it, draggy. I have eased off on a lot of writing cuz it starts to suffer when I juggle too many.

Slips off the rock.

Heading up to the bar...need some fresh Oj and some ice water. Be back in a moment.

Well muscled legs lead me up the stairs to the Outlook proper and the deck. A few more steps take me to the bar. My voice is low, husky, a growling alto.

OJ and ice water please.

Head turns as I catch a glimpse of Noon and Thyri. I don't stare. Instead, I grab my drinks and hustle away, heading back for the beach, my rock, draggy...

 

[dragonrazor]

Maybe that's why son son likes it. He likes Ninja Gaiden.



I thought you had a big sis for that thread. Would she be comfy writing with me? *head shake* Let me think on it, draggy. I have eased off on a lot of writing cuz it starts to suffer when I juggle too many.

Slips off the rock.

Heading up to the bar...need some fresh Oj and some ice water. Be back in a moment.

Well muscled legs lead me up the stairs to the Outlook proper and the deck. A few more steps take me to the bar. My voice is low, husky, a growling alto.

OJ and ice water please.

Head turns as I catch a glimpse of Noon and Thyri. I don't stare. Instead, I grab my drinks and hustle away, heading back for the beach, my rock, draggy...

We did but she seems to have abandoned us, and we really need the sleek, sexy Rachael.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

"I always win in a battle of wills, love." He grins and pauses, thoughtfully, glancing down at her. "Well, almost always."

He reached out with both hands to her hips, grabbing, and the lifting his own hips up slightly, guiding her to drag the lips of her sex down against the bulge of his arousal beneath her, feeling her moisture trailing along his pants.

"I let you off last time by not raping your pretty little ass, you know." He grinned, toothily, glancing into her eyes for a moment, letting them narrow with excitement and pleasure. "I often go easy on you-just as I went easy on you a later time, when I could very well have teased you to orgasm, but kept from pushing you beyond your rules."

He slid his hands up to her breasts, and used both hands to rub at her nipples, teasing them to excitement,a nd then pulling them, twisting them slightly in his grip. "I wonder what I will do to you now."

You say that, but yet here I am again, in your arms. Now did you make me come here, or was it my own idea? Whose will am I being influenced by now?

*winking at him, knowing I'm teasing. I squeal at the unexpected repositioning, making my argument seem moot. Eyes widen as I feel his bulge beneath me, and now a new wetness becomes evident, no longer sea water alone.

*I listen as he recalls our previous encounters, nodding in basic agreement to the facts as he recalls them.*

Well how do you know that I didn't want you to do that? Maybe that was what I was hoping you would do.

I do seem to get into trouble with you, don't I? Why do you suppose I keep coming back? Am I a glutton for punishment?

*Wincing slightly as he plays roughly with my nipples, their tenderness increasing in concert with their growing stiffness.*

 

[Noon_Shadow]

You say that, but yet here I am again, in your arms. Now did you make me come here, or was it my own idea? Whose will am I being influenced by now?

*winking at him, knowing I'm teasing. I squeal at the unexpected repositioning, making my argument seem moot. Eyes widen as I feel his bulge beneath me, and now a new wetness becomes evident, no longer sea water alone.

*I listen as he recalls our previous encounters, nodding in basic agreement to the facts as he recalls them.*

Well how do you know that I didn't want you to do that? Maybe that was what I was hoping you would do.

I do seem to get into trouble with you, don't I? Why do you suppose I keep coming back? Am I a glutton for punishment?

*Wincing slightly as he plays roughly with my nipples, their tenderness increasing in concert with their growing stiffness.*

"I think you are a glutton for punishment, my elfin friend." He looked at the wincing in her eyes as he continued to toy with her nipples, easing the pressure on them but continuing to stroke them with his fingers. Teasing her was always a joy for him, watching her nipples growing hard, feeling her pussy growing more wet-he could feel her juices seeping out against the head of his cock beneath the bulge in his pants.

"So yes, why do you continue coming to me?" He laughed softly and then let go of her nipples with both hands now. One of his hands slide down between her legs almost immediately, gracing very gently across the front lips, feeling the moisture pooling at his fingeritp. He kept tracing, just a very light, teasing pressure, not giving her even the smallest glimmer of real stimulation from it. With his other hand, he reached around and grabbed his long neglected drink. It remained ice cold, fortunately, and he smiled as he held it up and then poured some of it against the top of her chest, watching as it slowly ran down her body. "Oh, sorry, I seem to making you dirty."

He grinned at playful duel intent behind his words, reaching out with his finger to trace pattens in the flowing drink rolling down her skin, brushing across one of her nipples, before he poured more of it on her skin, mindless of any messes he might be creating. The staff here were happy enough to clean up, so long as they were well tipped. He held the glass up to her lips for a moment, tilting it back to let her have a sip of it, before he chuckled.

"We'll need to get you cleaned up at some point..."

 

[dragonrazor]

*ponders for a few moments, then pulls Luna into his lap and starts giving her a massage*

 

[Annisthyrienne]

"I think you are a glutton for punishment, my elfin friend." He looked at the wincing in her eyes as he continued to toy with her nipples, easing the pressure on them but continuing to stroke them with his fingers. Teasing her was always a joy for him, watching her nipples growing hard, feeling her pussy growing more wet-he could feel her juices seeping out against the head of his cock beneath the bulge in his pants.

"So yes, why do you continue coming to me?" He laughed softly and then let go of her nipples with both hands now. One of his hands slide down between her legs almost immediately, gracing very gently across the front lips, feeling the moisture pooling at his fingeritp. He kept tracing, just a very light, teasing pressure, not giving her even the smallest glimmer of real stimulation from it. With his other hand, he reached around and grabbed his long neglected drink. It remained ice cold, fortunately, and he smiled as he held it up and then poured some of it against the top of her chest, watching as it slowly ran down her body. "Oh, sorry, I seem to making you dirty."

He grinned at playful duel intent behind his words, reaching out with his finger to trace pattens in the flowing drink rolling down her skin, brushing across one of her nipples, before he poured more of it on her skin, mindless of any messes he might be creating. The staff here were happy enough to clean up, so long as they were well tipped. He held the glass up to her lips for a moment, tilting it back to let her have a sip of it, before he chuckled.

"We'll need to get you cleaned up at some point..."

Well, I don't consider it punishment. Punishment would be something I wouldn't enjoy, and believe me, I've enjoyed every time we got together. So why do I come to you? Maybe it's because I know you always know how to excite me. Maybe I'm testing you. Or maybe I see through the tough guy front you put on, and see you for the lover you would be, when you aren't being the playboy.

*A sharp gasp, hissed through clenched teeth at the sudden chill from his drink spilled down my chest. I squeal in protest, and naturally my body stiffens in response, but I don't leave. I don't stop his fingers from tracing through the liquid to tease my nipple. Goosebumps rise to my skin as the cold liquid trickles down my body.

Noon! You're going to get me all sticky!

*My protest is interrupted by his glass at my lips, and I take a sip, enjoying the flavor and cool refreshment.

You'd better get me cleaned up! You can start with that wicked tongue cleaning up this drink.

*Stretching up to bring the rock hard turgid nipple his fingers were tracing to his lips, shivering as I feel the warmth of his breath contrasting to the chill of the liquid.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Well, I don't consider it punishment. Punishment would be something I wouldn't enjoy, and believe me, I've enjoyed every time we got together. So why do I come to you? Maybe it's because I know you always know how to excite me. Maybe I'm testing you. Or maybe I see through the tough guy front you put on, and see you for the lover you would be, when you aren't being the playboy.

*A sharp gasp, hissed through clenched teeth at the sudden chill from his drink spilled down my chest. I squeal in protest, and naturally my body stiffens in response, but I don't leave. I don't stop his fingers from tracing through the liquid to tease my nipple. Goosebumps rise to my skin as the cold liquid trickles down my body.

Noon! You're going to get me all sticky!

*My protest is interrupted by his glass at my lips, and I take a sip, enjoying the flavor and cool refreshment.

You'd better get me cleaned up! You can start with that wicked tongue cleaning up this drink.

*Stretching up to bring the rock hard turgid nipple his fingers were tracing to his lips, shivering as I feel the warmth of his breath contrasting to the chill of the liquid.

He laughed at her protest, looking down at her nipples getting even harder against the drink. His finger on her sex dips inside of her pussy for a moment, feeling the juices inside of her pooling, dripping around his knuckle. He pulled his finger back out and smeared some of it against her lower abdomen, eyes glimmering with wicked amusement and excitement. "Hmmm, but it feels like you're already stick, my dear."

He pulled back slightly as she tried to slide her nipple up against his lips, teasing her moth with his breath against her skin, but not letting her press home against his mouth, not giving her the stimulating contact just yet. "I don't know about any tough guy front you're speaking of, either, my dear." He winked playfully against her. "Maybe it's just that you're a wicked little elf who enjoys playing with me. Or enjoys being played with."

Noon's arms circled around her and pulled her tight against his body, holding her for a second as he quickly scooped her up and then deposited her against an adjacent table. He laid her down on her back and looked down at her, eyes filled with wicked desire, as he quickly peeled his own shirt off. He grabbed at his beverage again and poured just a little more of down toward her navel, seeing it pool in her flat belly. He pulled her legs apart, lifting them up in the air, and leaned forward between them to sip up the pooled beverage before he did, indeed, use his tongue on her skin, licking up the remains of what he'd already poured. He traced all the way against her stomach and abs, until he was lapping away with his tongue at the undersides of her pleasantly swelling breasts, his hands holding her hips still.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He laughed at her protest, looking down at her nipples getting even harder against the drink. His finger on her sex dips inside of her pussy for a moment, feeling the juices inside of her pooling, dripping around his knuckle. He pulled his finger back out and smeared some of it against her lower abdomen, eyes glimmering with wicked amusement and excitement. "Hmmm, but it feels like you're already stick, my dear."

He pulled back slightly as she tried to slide her nipple up against his lips, teasing her moth with his breath against her skin, but not letting her press home against his mouth, not giving her the stimulating contact just yet. "I don't know about any tough guy front you're speaking of, either, my dear." He winked playfully against her. "Maybe it's just that you're a wicked little elf who enjoys playing with me. Or enjoys being played with."

Noon's arms circled around her and pulled her tight against his body, holding her for a second as he quickly scooped her up and then deposited her against an adjacent table. He laid her down on her back and looked down at her, eyes filled with wicked desire, as he quickly peeled his own shirt off. He grabbed at his beverage again and poured just a little more of down toward her navel, seeing it pool in her flat belly. He pulled her legs apart, lifting them up in the air, and leaned forward between them to sip up the pooled beverage before he did, indeed, use his tongue on her skin, licking up the remains of what he'd already poured. He traced all the way against her stomach and abs, until he was lapping away with his tongue at the undersides of her pleasantly swelling breasts, his hands holding her hips still.

*A growl of frustration as he teases me but doesn't deliver what I want, straining my body forward, practically trying to force feed my nipple to his smirking lips.

If I am it's because you made me that way! I stand by my assessment, Sir Rogue. I admit I enjoy being played with by you. But I don't hear you complaining too much.

Grinning as I run my fingers through his hair, trying to urge his head closer to latch onto my nipple and warm it with his mouth. His sudden grab makes me squeal as he lifts me and carries me to a table, laying me down. The look in his eyes as he takes his shirt off makes my breath come quicker and my pulse race. My own eyes widen when he reaches for his drink, but I know it's coming this time and I prepare myself. Or at least I try to. Nothing can really prepare for that kind of shock, but in this heat, it's the kind of playing that can be fun.

Still I feel my lips tremble in a shiver as I gasp to catch my breath. Then he is raising my legs and I wonder if this is it. He's going to take me now!

But no, not yet. His tongue finally meets my wanting flesh, making me quiver. My hands go again to his head, fingers slipping though his hair as if to guide his head and that wicked tongue. But he needs no guidance, and his tongue on me is so exciting!

Oh God, Noon! Yes, just like that! Yeah, I like how you play with me, boy!

 

[Noon_Shadow]

He gets a wicked thrill out of the way he plays with her, teases her, and keeps her on her toes. She's crying out with pleasure at having his tongue on her, and he is skillful enough to justify her excitement. Though she does use the word "boy" which makes him pause and then glance up at her face, his eyebrow raised. But he's a bit too busy at the moment to belabor the point, and he finally drops down, part of his weight easing on to her, to give her what she'd wanted earlier-her nipple in his mouth. He sucks on it, flicking his tongue across it, and nursing it out, wondering if she's going to start flowing for him.

He could feel her hands in his hair and on his scalp pulling her down into him encouragingly, and he doesn't let up the pressure, letting her touch guide him. But he does take advantage of her legs being spread, and his hands are on her sweet pussy now, stroking against it with his fingertips. He's not going to let her have his cock, not just yet, but she's wet enough that he manages to slip two fingers inside of her dripping hole easily enough, holding them in there before he starts slowly pumping her.

His untempered lust, his joy at playing and teasing, is coming out tonight, and he's not at all abashed about it. Shortly he knows that he'll be fucking this little elf on this table, and she'll be screaming with pleasure as he does.

"You ready for a nice thick cock inside of you yet?" he growls out the question around her nipple, still holding it inside of his mouth. She knows how hard he is-she has to have to be able to feel it against her thighs and ass at this point.

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He gets a wicked thrill out of the way he plays with her, teases her, and keeps her on her toes. She's crying out with pleasure at having his tongue on her, and he is skillful enough to justify her excitement. Though she does use the word "boy" which makes him pause and then glance up at her face, his eyebrow raised. But he's a bit too busy at the moment to belabor the point, and he finally drops down, part of his weight easing on to her, to give her what she'd wanted earlier-her nipple in his mouth. He sucks on it, flicking his tongue across it, and nursing it out, wondering if she's going to start flowing for him.

He could feel her hands in his hair and on his scalp pulling her down into him encouragingly, and he doesn't let up the pressure, letting her touch guide him. But he does take advantage of her legs being spread, and his hands are on her sweet pussy now, stroking against it with his fingertips. He's not going to let her have his cock, not just yet, but she's wet enough that he manages to slip two fingers inside of her dripping hole easily enough, holding them in there before he starts slowly pumping her.

His untempered lust, his joy at playing and teasing, is coming out tonight, and he's not at all abashed about it. Shortly he knows that he'll be fucking this little elf on this table, and she'll be screaming with pleasure as he does.

"You ready for a nice thick cock inside of you yet?" he growls out the question around her nipple, still holding it inside of his mouth. She knows how hard he is-she has to have to be able to feel it against her thighs and ass at this point.

*His tongue on my breasts feels so good, even though he makes me wait for his suckling. He teases me. It's what he does, and he does it soooo well! I know it will be worth waiting for, but even this is good, so good! My eyes want to close with the pleasure to concentrate on the sensations he's building in me. But just as I do, he pauses, his tongue leaving me. I open my eyes to see him quirking an eyebrow at me.

My pleasure addled brain doesn't register why he stopped, but no matter. My thoughts flee again as he takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking firmly, pulling steady pressure on my breast. The pleasure is incredible, and it's all I can do not to cum from that alone! It makes me wonder if Mistress' conditioning will take effect, even without Her command.

My head tilts back as my eyes close again in sheer bliss. I moan softly, biting my bottom lip, oblivious to all around me but the feelings he is making me experience. I sigh,

"Noon, y-you're making me feel so damn good! How do you know me so well?"

*My knees rise around his torso, feeling him settle into the cradle, his hardness pressing into my vulva. I feel something there, but it can't be his cock, not yet. He's still in his trousers. But I feel something pushing into my sopping pussy, and I hold my breath as he fills me. My cunt clasps greedily to what I can now tell are his fingers curling up into me. When he finally thrusts them fully into me, I let my breath out in a rush. He begins to thrust, in and out, as he suckles at my breast. It's going to be too much, I realize. He's going to make me scream before this is over.

And then those words, that voice, that question: Am I ready for his cock?

"Oh God, Yes! Yes, you glorious rascal! Put it in me! Fuck me now, Noon!"

 

[dragonrazor]

*gropes Luna to see if she's paying attention*

 

[Noon_Shadow]

*His tongue on my breasts feels so good, even though he makes me wait for his suckling. He teases me. It's what he does, and he does it soooo well! I know it will be worth waiting for, but even this is good, so good! My eyes want to close with the pleasure to concentrate on the sensations he's building in me. But just as I do, he pauses, his tongue leaving me. I open my eyes to see him quirking an eyebrow at me.

My pleasure addled brain doesn't register why he stopped, but no matter. My thoughts flee again as he takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking firmly, pulling steady pressure on my breast. The pleasure is incredible, and it's all I can do not to cum from that alone! It makes me wonder if Mistress' conditioning will take effect, even without Her command.

My head tilts back as my eyes close again in sheer bliss. I moan softly, biting my bottom lip, oblivious to all around me but the feelings he is making me experience. I sigh,

"Noon, y-you're making me feel so damn good! How do you know me so well?"

*My knees rise around his torso, feeling him settle into the cradle, his hardness pressing into my vulva. I feel something there, but it can't be his cock, not yet. He's still in his trousers. But I feel something pushing into my sopping pussy, and I hold my breath as he fills me. My cunt clasps greedily to what I can now tell are his fingers curling up into me. When he finally thrusts them fully into me, I let my breath out in a rush. He begins to thrust, in and out, as he suckles at my breast. It's going to be too much, I realize. He's going to make me scream before this is over.

And then those words, that voice, that question: Am I ready for his cock?

"Oh God, Yes! Yes, you glorious rascal! Put it in me! Fuck me now, Noon!"

He smiled at her screamed response, but he certainly isn't in any particular rush. He's enjoying himself at the moment, immensely. He knows her thresholds of pleasure, knows how much she can take, and he likes pushing that envelope, pushing her until she loses control of herself. He pulls her tighter against him, his fingers still pumping her, and his other hand is quietly removing his pants, freeing his hard cock from them.

He doesn't think she's even aware of what he's doing, with his lips and fingers still plying her body. As his pants pool around his ankles and his ready, hard cock springs free, seemingly already angled toward her glorious, sopping wet pussy, he growls slightly, waiting just a minute. his thumb is brushing across her clit, pressing across her pleasure center, light swift strokes paired with his curling fingers digging deep inside her. "You know you're such a lusty wench, don't you?"

He grins and then his hand slides out of her pussy, and he replaced the fingers with cock, emitting a long low groan as he presses home, straightening up his body. Fortunately enough for him, the tables here in the Outlook were built at a convenient height for this, at least for him, as he stands up on his feet and fucks into Thyri's pussy, holding onto her hips as he thrusts home, filling her at each stroke.

 

[zydrate]

walks in...sees what's going on..

Oh my....

quickly turns around, blushing as she walks back out...

 

[Annisthyrienne]

He smiled at her screamed response, but he certainly isn't in any particular rush. He's enjoying himself at the moment, immensely. He knows her thresholds of pleasure, knows how much she can take, and he likes pushing that envelope, pushing her until she loses control of herself. He pulls her tighter against him, his fingers still pumping her, and his other hand is quietly removing his pants, freeing his hard cock from them.

He doesn't think she's even aware of what he's doing, with his lips and fingers still plying her body. As his pants pool around his ankles and his ready, hard cock springs free, seemingly already angled toward her glorious, sopping wet pussy, he growls slightly, waiting just a minute. his thumb is brushing across her clit, pressing across her pleasure center, light swift strokes paired with his curling fingers digging deep inside her. "You know you're such a lusty wench, don't you?"

He grins and then his hand slides out of her pussy, and he replaced the fingers with cock, emitting a long low groan as he presses home, straightening up his body. Fortunately enough for him, the tables here in the Outlook were built at a convenient height for this, at least for him, as he stands up on his feet and fucks into Thyri's pussy, holding onto her hips as he thrusts home, filling her at each stroke.

*As soon as the words pass my lips, I wish I could have them back. Not because I don't want his cock plunging into me, but because I realize I'm being selfish. Maybe I should offer him pleasure too, before we.........

But the way he makes me feel...it's intoxicating! It makes it hard for me to think of anything but craving more of the pleasure he gives. His magic fingers work their spell on me, brushing my clit with his thumb as he thrusts to fill me at the same time.

Yes, I know. You bring it out of me, Noon! I swear you do!

*Then I feel his fingers pull out of me, leaving me aching for him. He leans up and my hands reach out to caress his chest, fingers finding his nipples and giving back some of the treatment he lavished on mine. It's a silent plea, matching the one in my eyes; a plea for more. He doesn't leave me empty for long, and I feel his hard heat slip into me, stretching me and filling me full, deeper than fingers ever could. A low groan as his weight presses me down onto the table, the force of his thrusts making my breath come out in little huffs, guttural, like a rutting animal.

In between panting grunts, I manage to get out, "Let me taste you, Noon! let me taste myself on your cock!"