Scene - Pondering part 2 - Ren

He didn't hold her wrists. His had was huge. It spanned over both of hers. Then he twined his fingers with hers. Still holding them over her head. His mouth moved again. Small kisses and bites over her throat. He had one free hand now. That one ran down her ribs. Over her sides. Gently gripped her hips. Pulled them toward his own. Then back up. Tracing her curves. "Not hurtin' ya am I?" It was softly said.

She liked the feel of his strong hand holding hers above her head, exposing her, giving him the ability to touch her as he wished. She was shivering as his kissed and nibbled along her throat. She moved her head slightly as he did so, making sure he had as much access to that part of her as possible.

His hand sliding over her body made her moan. She writhed slightly as he stayed to her side and hip. He pulled her, she came rather willingly, her hips already nearly grinding against him.

Her breaths were coming in little gasps. "No. You can be a little more rough if you like. I like...strong and forceful..." The way she said didn't sound like someone who was a submissive. She just liked strength.

He chuckled. A low sound against her shoulder. His fingertips danced over her ribs. "What if I wanna be nice an' slow? Have ya beggin' for me ta take ya long before I do?" He sounded playful. The hand slid to her waist again. Pulled her against his hips. Then went to slide back up her sides. Still avoiding her breasts. Still leaving her underclothes on. He brought his mouth up to nibble at her shoulder more.

"That's good too." Another shudder as he continued to touch her slow and soft. "I just thought I'd put it out there." She took a deep breath that caused her chest to rise and fall. He hadn't touched them yet, but her pert little nipples were already hard. She bit her lower lip as his teeth found her shoulder once more.

His hands trailed up again. Both hands trailed over her arms. Then back down her sides. He smiled. Then he brushed his thumbs over her nipples. Very light. Then his mouth was back at her throat. Small and warm kisses. His hands slid down her sides again. Gripped her legs and lifted her. He was putting her legs around his waist with her back to the wall for support.

The girl was already trembling and whimpering with desire. His touches and kisses causing her to writhe against him as her want was rapidly becoming need. When his thumbs gently ran over her nipples she nearly jumped, a low lust-filled groan filling the room as she pressed her chest toward his hands, even as he moved quickly away from her breasts.

She continued to tilt her head back, leaving her throat open to the wonderful kisses he was giving.

She felt herself lifted, her legs being wrapped around him. She hooked her ankles behind his back, her arms came down to settle on his shoulders, her hands clasping behind his neck.

The way he lifted her was effortless. One arm went around her waist. The other slid over her back and into her hair. He was clearly practiced. He continued to trail soft kisses over her throat while carrying her down the hallway. He was definitely taking her to the bedroom.

His arm offered her enough support so that she didn't need to cling to him. Her hands relaxed, fingers tracing lightly across his shoulders and the back of his neck.

She felt his arm twist. Turning the doorknob. A pressure against her back that rapidly fell away. Then the two of them were in his bedroom. He didn't lay her on the bed. He just turned to press her back to the wall. Then he brought his mouth to hers for another deep kiss.

She returned the kiss, her previous hesitation no where to be found. Her soft lips moved against his, her tongue exploring as groaned deeply.

She let one hand come up over his shoulder to run over his chest.

He growled for her. At her touch. He pulled away so he could smile at her. "Better now?" He ran his hands down her sides again. Then up to cup her breasts. Big and warm fingers pressed and gently kneaded the pert mounds.

"Much better." Her words were almost cut off as she felt his hands on her breasts. She squirmed under his strong touch.

He pulled her legs away from his waist. Sat her feet on the floor. He pressed her against the wall with steady pressure. He kissed her again deeply and full of passion. His hands slid over her sides. Hooked around the underwear she still wore. Then he started to slide them down over her thighs.

Feet on the floor, she continued to move as much as possible given that he was pressed firmly against her. One hand continued to tease the back of his neck the other explored his upper body.

She shivered almost violently as he began to work her panties down. She didn't break from the kiss though, she was enjoying it far too much.

He had to bend some as the panties moved farther down. He crouched in front of her. His hands continued to slide the panties down her calves. He looked up at her. Smiled at her. He waited for her to step free of the flimsy underwear. Then he reached for her legs to put them over his shoulders.

The gracefully stepped out of the tiny scrap of fabric that had been covering her most intimate of body parts. As he crouched down, she let her hands play through his hair. She was still so gentle, almost tender, in the way she touched him.

She gasped as he moved to her legs over his shoulders. Seems he'd caught her off guard.

He looked up at her and smiled. Then he leaned close. His mouth was warm. But his tongue was gentle as it ran over her soft folds. First once. Then a bit harder. He groaned at the taste of her. Then his mouth moved to taste more of her. Running his tongue a little faster through her folds.

The first touch of his tongue caused her to shudder almost violently. She cried out in pleasure and surprise. The second forced a deep and throaty moan out of her. Her hands clutched at him, her his aching to press toward him, as he began to lick her repeatedly.

He groaned against her. Then he used his tongue to press inside of her. Stretching her in the easiest of ways. Then his tongue fluttered over her button. Then back to tasting her fully. Then back to flutter around her button. Not quite touching it. Pressing inside of her again. All the while looking up to watch her pretty little face.

Her hips were trembling as she fought the urge to grind against him. She was whimpering, her breath coming sort little gasps. The first penetration, gentle as it was, caused her to go weak. She reached back with one hand almost instinctively, supporting herself against the wall. Her other hand gripped him tightly. She cried out as he flicked across her aching and sensitive little button. She still wasn't used to that sensation, a fact that was made quite clear by her response. Her expression was one of happy and pleasant surprise, it deepened as he pressed into her a second time.

He didn't slow at all. That same pace kept going. Tasting the length of her. Then wiggling his tongue inside of her. Then back to tease across that little button again. She could see he was smiling when he looked up at her. Then he groaned against her. Drew his teeth across her button. Just lightly. Then back to fluttering his tongue across her. His hands slid up. Holding her thighs apart while holding her up.

She began to grind, just slightly, barely a movement at all, yet still an obvious indication of how much she was enjoying what he was doing to her. Every time his tongue slipped inside her she let out a deep low moan. Her already tight little muscles clenching with desire. The flickering of his tongue drove whimpers from her. His teeth made her cry out, her eyes closing as the shock of the sensation overwhelmed her.

He pulled away from her. Just enough to stand up. He was definitely smiling. One hand went down to continue the flickering against her button. His mouth came up for another kiss. "Ya taste fantastic sweetheart." It was a whisper in her ear. Low and quiet. The other hand came up to brush over her nipple again.

She was shaking almost uncontrollably even before he stood and kissed her. She pressed herself against his fingers, her hands traveling down his arms, giving soft touches as they went. She kissed him with newfound desire. Her lips pressing against his, little nibbles and bites breaking up the exploration of her tongue.

He pulled back, taking her breath away. It returned as a sharp inhale when he once again touched her breasts.

He chuckled. A deep rumbling sound from his chest. Then he smiled at her. He bit her earlobe. Just a little pressure. "I'm wearin' too many clothes sweetheart."