Lost Continued (Teagan) - The Cages (ST/Teagan)

She resisted the urge to fight back as he pulled her wrists up above her head. It took willpower, to keep from fighting him, to keep from lashing out as he did so. But she wanted him to do this, wanted him to trust her, wanted him to take her like this. The only way he would do so is if she let him. The fighting for it could come later, once she built up his confidence.


Her eyes met his in challenge this time instead of the normal loving acceptance. "Make me scream?" she said in a throaty whisper. She had shown him a few things, now it was time to see what he would do if left to his own devices.

Her eyes answered his question before her lips could, both was the correct answer. Slowly she began to struggle against him, arms pushing against his hands at her wrists, hips pressing up against him where he held her hips pinned beneath his waist. Her cold flesh was slowly exposed as she twisted, her t-shirt pooling around her breasts cool pale flesh exposed to him and his attentions.

The harder he held her down the more forcefully she struggled, her eyes glowing with desire. As he leaned forward his teeth scraping her breast she hissed, his hot tongue sweeping against her cool nipple she growled. Her nipples hardened at the sensation, his rough tongue sweeping over her breast. Her fingers curled into her palms pressing harder cutting into them just slightly. Her thighs trembled where he pinned her to the ground. Her golden yellow eyes became molten pools of need. Her tongue ran across her teeth as her fangs dropped, once again the dirty dirty thought of feeding from him filled her thoughts as he moved over her. As she lost herself to her beast, and he held her down with enough force to bruise her, she moaned softly.

She growled in response, her hips grinding against his hand. Her body squirmed beneath his, her eyes danced with desire. Her back arched up off the sand as she attempted to press herself against him further. Her lithe muscles stretched taunt with the restraint of pushing against him. Taunt with desire like a bow string pulled tight waiting to be released.

"Are you going to tease me Aubrey?" Her voice a throaty seduction that said she wanted to be teased.

She shook her head no, because it really didn't. She struggled against him, but her gaze said, more please, dont stop.

Her hips shifted beneath him teasing him and trying to pleasure herself at the same time.

She growled low in her throat a rumble tore through her body as his claws found her sensitive flesh. Always trying to capture that perfect balance between pain and intense pleasure. Luke said she didn't know how to get off with out being hit first, and he was right.

She had been dark and twisted since long before Luke found her, a product of her experiences. Now she worked to help Aubrey learn about the pleasure in others pain, the pleasure in his own right.

She pressed down against his claws, and shivered and as he released her hand her eyes met his and she smiled.

Lowering her hand she finished unzipping and pushing her pants down over her hips and thighs, then oh so carefully kicked them off all together. Her free hand reached up and cupped his cheek, running fingers down across his jaw. This was delicious, and she shivered to let him know.

She sighed a deep pleasured sound, and her hand lowered to release his pants and push them down off of his hips and down his thighs. Her hand caressed his thighs and across his hips to cup him in her palm for a moment as she stared into his eyes. She licked her lips slowly and smiled up at him, oh this was going to be good.

Her eyes fluttered closed as he sunk his claws further into her. Whimpering with the pain and the pleasure of it all, she gasped as his mouth fell to her nipple, her eyes opening her gaze looking down the line of her body at him where his rough tongue moved over her smooth flesh. The thrill of the unknown, the desire for him to hurt her, to pleasure her, all shown through in her eyes a golden mirror of his own. How odd that she hadn't realized that until just now, they had the same eyes.

She shivered at the sensation of his paw becoming a hand once more and his fingers teasing ever so gently at her entrance, but not actually pleasing her. Her hips rocked involuntarily against his fingers and she bit her lip her eyes remained steadily on his. Tilting her head back her mouth parted ever so slightly in pleasure, her tongue ran over her lower lip and he could see her fangs slowly dropping in her excitement.

"More." she growled her hips rocking against his hand with more force this time her free hand that he had yet to collect it roamed slowly up her own body tracing over her thigh, and then up her stomach and over a breast. Teasing him, pleasuring herself, it really did serve two purposes.

She was very naughty, she caught her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it tweaking it till it became a hardened peak. Her head fell to the side slightly and she gasped as his fingers slid into her. Shamelessly she rocked her hips against his hand with a low growl in her throat for him as she did. Then her fingers traced around her nipple and slowly back down across her torso and over her mound to tease between her lips. They flicked ever so over her clit as his fingers sank even deeper with in her due to the rocking motions of her hips.

Her purring was her only response, as the third finger found its way into her, she arched up slightly off the ground. Her fingers moved from that sensitive bit of flesh lower down, to where his fingers were moving into and out of her. Her fingers trace over his where his flesh met hers. She nibbled her lower lip, her fangs just pressing into the flesh there.