Christmas eve at the little workshop (open) - Creator's Workshop

A soft cry sounded from her lips at the feel of his teeth, every little nerve in her body so sensitive, so very sensitive now from his caress and from the burning desire that had her trembling so very close to her release.
What she wanted...

"I-I..." God it was hard to think with her mind lost in a haze of pleasurable sensations. So very pleasurable.
"Please.. please take me...? Take me as you want... I-I need that" the blond whimpered. "I need that..."

His hands slid down and over her belly once again. There, he kept his hands at her hips. The hand that had the fingers intertwined with hers let go so that he could get a good grip on both of her hips. He started to move her then, lifting her nearly completely off of him before he brought her back down. He started to move her much more quickly, much more strong than she had been doing. He lifted just a little off of the chair, so he could thrust himself hard against her as well, his growls starting to get a little louder in her ear. "Like this?"

Her back arched, her head falling back with a cry of pleasure as her hands moved to his and pressed her fingers against them.
Whether or not she'd actually heard his question though was hard to say as the sudden rush of heat to her skin and the shiver of pleasure that caused her fingers to dig into the back of his hands with a bit more strength, seemed to have derailed any cohesive thought she might've had.

It felt good to be wanted, to be desired. And to be desired by him was... it was beyond her words.

He growled. It was a mix of both bad and good, his frustration having built up from her slow ministrations. But he loved to hear her pleasure, to feel it around him as he took her. The hands at her hips tightened again, his hips pressing up and into her with that quick, steady rhythm that she seemed to be reacting so well to. He turned his head to sink his teeth into her shoulder, just enough to cause a little bit of pain with the pleasure of his increased pace against her. "You want me to slow down?" he growled, so near to her ear as he continued to take her, as she had asked to be taken.

The sensation of his teeth sent a shiver rushing through her, caused her to briefly tense as if having been brought right to the edge of her climax with that touch.
"Please don't..." the blond, who'd without a doubt surrendered herself to him at this point, pleaded with a whimper. "Please don't hold back..." because she needed this, needed him, needed so badly for him to push her over the edge she was lingering on and which had her trembling in his arms. And she needed him... her head falling to the side so he could touch her however he wanted, kiss her, bite her again if he so desired.
"I want to feel you..."

He continued to hold her, to growl so near her ear. But he did as she requested. With a large growl, he bit into her shoulder once again. The grip at her waist tightened, enough so that he could move her. And once again, she found herself brought to her feet, bent over the table that was in front of her. There was only one reason for it. He could thrust deeper inside of her and at a different angle, just from that switch of positions. Since he moved her, one of his hands slid up her back, so that it could wind and curl into her hair. Using as leverage, to help pull her back against him as he thrust hard inside of her, grinding his hips against her as she felt him starting to shudder and tremble in his own pleasure.

Another cry sounded from her lips when he bit her again, the sharp sensation of pain in contrast to the pleasure of his touch, though a good one none the less. A very good contrast in fact, judging from the way she shivered in reaction to it before he moved her, lifted her to her feet and bent her over.
And when he held her, when he growled and pulled at her hair the way he did, there really could be no doubt that she was his. Only his.

Her hands sought the table for support, digging her fingers into it as she cried out with each new thrust of his hips against hers. Her cheeks flushed red hot with heat, her knees trembling and her breath, though unneeded, ragged and shallow.

She didn't last long, she couldn't, she really couldn't because it was all too overwhelming. The blond giving in with a sudden soundless gasp as her breath got caught in her throat with that first intense wave of pleasure that had her body tensing around him, gripping at him with silken walls and a shiver that threatened to make her fall.

Women were so much luckier than men. They could have multiple orgasms. He liked to think that he had more stamina than some men, than a lot of men. But the truth was, he was no match for the vampiric nature. He didn't have the stamina that a vampire had.

He felt her pleasure start, felt her gripping at him so tightly with such heat. He started to shudder, the way he took her coming faster, his strokes becoming shorter. He was hoping to keep her riding her waves of pleasure as he found his own. Moments after he felt her pleasure start, his own started, flooding her with heat as he growled loudly in his pleasure.

She trembled, truly trembled in his arms. The soft cries and her deep moans a testament to the pleasure he brought her, the pleasure he was willing to share with her as the overwhelming sensation lingered and caused her voice to turn to a whimper.

Her hands trembled as well, pressing her fingers against the table while she arched her back and yielded softly to his touch. Her head leaning back as his name passed her lips under her breath. A breath that kept gasping for air she didn't need yet seemed to crave.

And feeling him... his pleasure and the sound of his growls... it was the sweetest thing she could think of. Intoxicating, overwhelming and simply... perfect. Heavens she hoped she made him feel as good as he made her feel.

As she was flooded with heat, she became aware that his hands against her had turned gentle. While he had pressed hard into her, with a force that may have bruised any normal woman, his hips had slowed and become more gentle. His hands were gentle now, too, caressing her hair rather than gripping and pulling at her. His growls were slowly starting to fade as he leaned over her, kissing her shoulder with gentle lips... "Are you all right?" he asked her softly.

Oh her knees felt weak.. her arms felt weak. Her elbows where on the table, her forehead gently resting against it as she continued to tremble softly in his arms. Though his touch? Oh it drew such a sweet warm sigh from her lips as she reached back with a trembling hand to touch his cheek. Reveling in those gentle touches of his hands while her body, still sensitive to every little caress, shivered in delight from it.
"You're wonderful..." Teddy whispered under her breath. "So much more than alright..."

His head tilted, leaning into the touch of her hand against his cheek. He kissed her shoulder, then the side of her neck. He wanted to feel her in his arms, so he lifted her so that he could put her back into his lap. So he could nuzzle her properly. "I didn't hurt you?" He was always worried about that.

He always worried, and she'd always tell him the same thing.
"No Medwyn, you didn't hurt me" Teddy whispered with a content sigh and an equally content smile as she nuzzled into him and moved her arms around him so she could brush her fingers through his hair and across his string back.
"You make me soar... and your passion feels so good, Medwyn" she whispered, touching her lips to the corner of his neck. "It feels so good to be wanted by you" she whispered, still with that same loving smile as she nipped lightly at his skin. "Heavens, if only I could make you feel as wonderful as you make me feel..."

His arms around her, he continued to shiver at the way she felt, at the way she nipped at him and touched him. He held her, though, his arms warm and gentle around her. "Have I somehow given you the indication that you don't?"

"Mm, just not sure if it is possible to really feel this good..." she sighed against his skin, softly tracing her lips up the side of his neck to his ear to nip at his earlobe with another content sound of lingering pleasure.
"God, you're amazing..." the blond softly breathed against his lips before kissing him again, deeply and passionately.

His mouth was hot when it met hers. She was so close, a fact that he seemed to thoroughly enjoy. His arms around her, he nuzzled into her shoulder, nipping a little at the flesh of her neck and throat. "Me? I'm just me. You, however, are incredible."

Still so very sensitive, that light touch was enough to draw a light whimper from her lips as a gentle hand grasped his hair. Her back arching to move her body against his, to cuddle up close and savour the intimacy of his embrace.
"This... is a very... very nice way to start a night..." Teddy smiled, lightly tugging at his hair while moving her free hand slowly across his shoulders and up the back of his neck.

He smiled at her, reaching up so that he could brush her hair back with his hand. He kissed her throat again, then leaned up to kiss her lips, his head moving automatically to the touch of her hand. "I have to agree. Though now that I've made a horrible mess, should we take a shower and do the dishes?"

It felt so good to be touched like that, kissed like that. Everything about her seemed to reflect the smile he brought to her lips.
"Let me scrub your back?"

He started to laugh. "Only if you let me wash your hair." He reached up to run his fingers through her hair again, as if in an demonstration.

Oh, that touch had her purring as she closed her eyes and moved with it.
"Would love that..."

He grinned, moving so that she could get off of his lap. But he didn't stop touching her, because he didn't really want to. He just brushed his hand over her hip, his fingers and caress gentle. "Come on, then. Shower sounds good."

Shaky knees meant her steps where slow, a little staggering, which in turn had her giggling. Good thing then that they didn't have to go far to get to the bathroom, the blond turning around to move her arms around his shoulders and link her fingers behind his neck as she stepped through the door. Pulling him into another passionate kiss, pressing her body against his.
"So happy Medwyn. You make me so happy"

He went easily into her arms, helping to hold her steady with his arms around her. He was happy, himself, eager to help her step into the bathroom, to even help her start the water for the shower. Which was all put on pause when her lips found his. His tongue danced along hers, his teeth nipping at her lip as she kissed him. "Do I? You make me happy too, Teddy."

It sent a light shiver through her, those words and the nip of his teeth.
She made him happy...

"Very happy..." the blond repeated softly as one hand, slightly reluctantly left him to check on the water. Or well, flail gently in the general direction of the water because her lips lingered near his.