Scene - Pondering part 2 - Ren

The hand on her breast slid down. Gripped her hip. Held her in place. Then he pressed up with his own hips. Harder into her. Grinding his hips against hers.

She shudder and writhed in his strong grasp. Lusty sounds falling from her lips as she ran her nails along his thighs.

He pulled her down. Hard against him, letting his hips grind against hers for a moment. He bit into her shoulder once again. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough so that she could feel his teeth. Then he lifted her hips. Completely off of him. Held her there for a few beats. And slowly started to press into her again.

She was fairly easy to manipulate...at least physically. Her head rolled to the side, giving him easy access to her throat. The muscles in her thighs worked as she pressed herself up and down in time with this ever-changing penetrations. She was whimpering and groaning as he continued to take her.

His arm around her slid warmly and gently over her stomach. The flat plane below her navel, down over her pubic bone. The fingertips danced, a gentle drumming against her flesh, just mere inches above her little button. His mouth continued to move, to nip and nibble at her throat, his own moan mingling with the sounds from her as he felt her form, the way she trembled and moved above him.

The other hand was not as gentle. His fingers digging into her flesh, just this shy of painful. She would find herself hard-pressed to be out of his grip if she tried to move on her own, tried to pull away from him. The hand that drummed and played just above her sex moved, slipped back around and over her hip. He gently gripped one of her buttocks for a moment before moving on. Moving forward. Between the two of them. With warm, gentle fingers, he spread her lower lips, held her open just at her entrance while he slowly lowered her onto himself once again. Letting her feel him inch by blessed inch (and there were a lot of inches) as he pressed his hips upward, burying himself fully within her once more.

The muscles in her stomach were fluttering as his touch turned a bit teasing. She tried to press forward, tried to get his hands where she wanted them most, but his firm grip held her steady. She was whimpering, soft little sounds of want filling the room.

The roaming hands, the tight grip to her backside, the little bites, made her groan. She was clearly enjoying everything he was doing to her.

As he pulled her down, slowly filling her, she closed her eyes, focusing on the feeling. A lusty sound built in her throat, tumbling out as a combination groan and cry.

It all felt so good...

His grip on her hip held her steady. He used the grip to move her, slowly sliding along his length while he nibbled at the flesh of her shoulder, of her throat. He was warm, hot breath caressing her ear while he spoke to her. "Enjoyin' yaself, sweetheart?"

He wouldn't let her move too quickly. The fingers of his hand holding her open shifted and slid over her flesh once again. Just enough so that his fingertips, rough from farm work when he was mortal, brushed easily over her button. Then again. Light, fluttering, teasing touches designed to make her want more. His fingers moved faster than he let her raise and lower over his length and it was clear that it was intentional. He grinned and bit her shoulder a little harder, pulling her fully against him, pressing her hips hard against his own.

"Oohhh...yes." She groaned, shivers running up and down her body. The sound of his voice, so close to her made her tremble.

She clenched her muscles, gripping him tightly in her soft folds as he slowly worked her up and down. His fingers fluttered against her button, causing her to whimper.

"You're a wonderful tease." She whispered.

He smiled as he lifted her slowly again. Then pressed her back down, moving quite slowly. His fingertips continued to play, to hold her open and brush against her little bundle of nerves. And he chuckled. Had the nerve to chuckle quietly. "I'm teasin' ya?"

It took her a few seconds to answer. His teasing fingers were making it very difficult for her to breath. Coupled with the slow pace of his deep penetrations, she was finding herself quite happily teased and pleased.

"Maybe just a little." She gasped out.

He couldn't help the laugh. It was low and husky, right near her ear. His mouth trailed kisses down her neck and over her shoulder. "Why don't ya show me what ya want, then?"

She took a few more minutes to enjoy the teasing before she raised herself up so she could turn around. Her arms wrapped around behind his neck, supporting her as she repositioned herself so that she could wrap her legs around him.

Slowly she let her her own weight drive him deeply inside her.

He watched her. An odd sort of awe on his face as he kept his eyes on hers as she lowered herself again. He groaned softly. His hands slipped to her waist, helping her lower herself onto him. He smiled at her, then leaned forward to trap one of her nipples with his lips. He scraped his teeth against her there, then ran his tongue gently around the hard little nipple now trapped in the warmth of his mouth.

She began to use those hidden muscles - her stomach tightening as she raised and lowered herself using mostly her core. This of course meant that other muscles were tightening and releasing as well. Her his rolled forward and back as she raised and lowered herself along his length.

Soft moans filled the room as his teasing tongue worked over her aching breasts.

His teeth trapped her nipple, tugged it hard. His hands on her hips helped move her, helped to keep her from getting tired. He moaned against her, his mouth warm and wet while she rose and fell above him. He shivered in pleasure again. "Good God."

She kept up the movements, the tightening and releasing, the rolling hips. Leaning forward she bit into his shoulder. Not a painful bite, but one that she hoped would bring him a little more excitement. She kissed and nibbled up to his ear."You like?" She whispered.

He groaned softly, his hand sliding up her back and into her hair. He held her against his shoulder for a moment when she bit him. Letting the shudder of pleasure run through him, he growled softly. It was an oddly erotic sound, his free hand coming up to cup her breast. He rolled it between his fingers, then gave her nipple another light tug. "Yeah. I like it a lot, sweetheart."

"Good." She groaned.

Lowering herself all the day she began making little circles with her hips. The grinding driving her mad.

He growled again, a deep and throaty sound as he nipped at her shoulder. His hips pressed upward, harder into her. He gave her nipple another tug while his free hand, previously in her hair, slid over her body and between her legs. There, rough fingers toyed with her little bundle of nerves while she was grinding against him, the little growls of pleasure from him getting louder.

She continued to grind, enjoying the combination of sensations he was giving her. She leaned forward, nipping at that tender spot where his neck met his shoulder. She teased him with a single raise and lower of her body.

His head went back. He shivered as she nipped at him, his fingers briefly turning a little more rough against her. One hand came around to give her nipple a playful pinch, while the other hand gave her a much more gentle pinch on that bundle of nerves when she moved. He growled softly, a quiet sound of need, his hips moving to press upward, press hard into her. Why did he always find the bratty women? Every. Damned. Time.

Another slow raise and lower of her body. She groaned against his shoulder.

Her fangs extended. Slowly and softly she dragged them along the sensitive flesh, teasing him just a little more.

He groaned loudly as he felt her fangs scraping against his flesh. It caused him to shiver hard against her, even as his fingers found that sensitive button between her legs once again, brushing rapidly across it as she raised and lowered herself.

She groaned, a slight twitch finding its way into the slow up and down pace she had found. She couldn't help it. She picked up speed, trying to match the teasing of his fingers.

Softly she bit down, not quite enough to pierce the skin...yet.

He chuckled against her as he felt the twitch. "Careful, sweetheart. I'd hate ta distract ya." Yeah, he totally meant that one. His hips rose to meet hers as she moved. His head tilted so that she could have more room at his neck, then growled softly for her.