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 Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 9:08 pm
It was good that Zar was holding into one focused point, because it allowed him to take a moment to pull his thoughts together. He felt bad for interrupting a moment in the heat of their shared emotions for a personal screwup. It didn't exactly make him feel in command or sexy, but he was already worked up that stopping over bashfullness didn't seem possible.
He took a few slow breathes through his nose, closed his eyes so he wouldn't get lost in Zar's, and then slowly pulled. Their lips parted as if they were never stuck at all, and Calder released his hand in his throat to put it beside Zar's side.
He breathed out, face still flushed with embarrassment but now he didn't feel Zar's emotions as much as before. Did it still work with just a tail?
"Sorry." He apologized. "I wanted to hold on."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 6:11 am
Zar was relieved when their lips parted, not because he wasn't enjoying the kiss - he very much was - but it was pretty terrifying to think of ways to explain how he managed to get a kelpie stuck to him in quite such a compromising manner.
However, no longer being stuck did not mean they were out of the woods yet, Calder appeared to have control over his sticky skin at least when he tried to focus, Zar's tail on the other hand, tended to do what it wanted so long as on a subconcious level he was in a very specific mood. The tail itself weakened the emotional link once there were no hands touching his skin and the intensity of the emotions faded back to a tolerable level. Unfortunately what was left in their wake was a considerable amount of arousal and interest. It did not loosen it's grip.
"Not a problem." Zar said coolly. "Though it is my turn to apologise." His tail curled in a broad sweep across one of Calder's inner thighs. "I have not quite figured out how to make my tail let go of what I want."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 12:53 pm
He felt relief that Zar wasn't going to laugh or bring attention to his sticky ability going haywire. As much as he could easily control it any other day, being worked up in a mental cycle of emotions threw him for a loop. Yet, because of that, he knew Zar was saying the truth.
He looked down at the tail, watching it slip between his kilt and rubbing against his leg where his dark fur of his leg moved to smooth skin. He turned to throw a leg over to crouch on all fours over him. "That's okay. At least now I know not all of you is trying to restrain itself. So..." He started to pull on the blue shirt, hooking a finger and debating if he should shred it. "..how dangerous can you be?" He wanted to see what fight he was trying to hold back.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 1:58 pm
Zar gave Calder a deeply uncertain look. He wasn't keen on the other boil being aware what an internal war he waged on himself every minute of every day. Especially when faced with someone attractive. His tail didn't stop its gentle stroking, regardless of how much he willed it to, maintaining its tight grip around the kelpie.
"Very dangerous." he said with a smile that was partially tinged with nerves, aware of the tense strength that he couldn't keep at bay, twined up with the arousal that threatened to kick him over the edge. "But what it would fundamentally come down to I suppose is how dangerous you are."
He reached up to take Calder's shoulders and rest his claws gently on him. "Would you think you were up to it, I wonder?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 5:15 pm
He flicked his tail before plopping his weight in top of Zar's lap. Despite his slender shape, he wasn't a light boil. Eyes a dark black, he grabbed around the neck of the shirt. "Nice shirt." He pulled in it, hearing it rip from the rich, light laced fabric and straining the buttons till they popped. "I prefer you wear your own scent than having Barrh on you."
Brushing some hair from his face up and behind one equine ear, he set a hand under Zar's shirt till it rested on his shoulder, holding him down, and with the other he tore and tugged the shirt he wore to get it free. During moments like this, he didn't believe in properly undressing.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 5:26 pm
Zar was not pleased in the least having the shirt torn off of him, he had very little in the way of possessions and the outfit he was wearing was just about the only thing he had to wear, without it he was going to have to go shirtless to try and beg a new one - hardly dignified. Calder likely felt the spike of distress through the tail coiled about him, a tail which went from lazy supporting to a squeeze of irritation. "We are not all wealthy." he hissed, baring his fangs defiantly. "Attire is important for impressions for a demon. What would you think if you were addressed by an unkempt demon?"
But the resistance was still only a secondary to instinct, a fact which only served to make him more irritable, therefore more angry and that simply looped straight back into interest. His breathing was already quick and sharp and with an underlying feral edge which hardly ever came through with Zar. His skin under the shirt was mottled with ink-blot like markings and odd scars and gouges which trailed black through the natural patterning of his skin. He bent a hoof, seeking for traction on the couch, as if entertaining trying to flip Calder over. He clenched his hands, letting his claws press hard but not too hard against the kelpie. "I like having Barth on me."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 6:06 pm
Calder turned his head. "Nothing. A demon isn't made by his clothes." He considered it. "It's a image helper, but even my father said that is you can't seduce with nothing on, then you are dependent on your clothes other than your skill." If that was what Zar meant by ripping a shirt when he had previously had stated his skills as a incubi.
"Barth can buy you a new shirt." He said, tearing the last bit of fabric and parting it open to see the exposed skin. "Or I can work hard to pay it off." He said with a smile, indicating how he would work hard with a wiggle of his behind atop Zar's lap.
"And I'm sure Barth loves you on top, but Barth isn't here right now. Now he already gorged out your desk." He glanced at the couch he was on. "I guess I can just mark this then." He flicked his tail again, the hair brushing between Zar's legs, before he smiled at something he had thus far restrained himself from touching.
"I've been wanting to do this." He reached out, leaning over him to grip his horn between his hand, and stroke it down. He bite his lower lip to hold back a whimper in the back of his throat. Oh~yeah. That was the stuff. He felt weak in the knees and a bit warmer now.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 6:35 pm
Zar shifted under the kelpie with another hiss of irritation between clenched fangs. "Having everything on display from the outset is the bastion of other Incubi and Succubi than me, I prefer to have people earn what they see. Perhaps it is a remnant of my father's tuition - that there is no such thing as something for nothing."
He didn't appreciate further threats towards his furniture either, flicking his goat-like ears back as he dug his claws further, instinctual reaction to the kelpie's intentional wiggling. "Needless destruction is wasteful." he reminded, but his heart wasn't in it, his heart was somewhere darker and more potent, somewhere telling him to drag Calder down and make him back up the teasing he'd been doing, yanking at the chain of a hungry animal.
What he wasn't expecting was his horns to be touched, the sleek perfect curve of the oiled and polished surface ridged under Calder's hands, every single bump felt in Zar's skull and then some. It made his hair stand on end and not in a negative sense either. But it was vulnerable, not something he permitted people to do readily, and reeling out of the daze the contact dragged him into he found himself breathless and even more angry than he had been before.
Or he thought it was angry anyway, his body didn't.
"Be careful." he said, hooking a leg around Calder's and moving his hips.
"Stop jacking teasing me." he growled, low and vicious, letting the usual monotone indifference drop away as if it had never been, every word edged with a low snarl somewhere in his chest. The claws on his wings also rested on Calder and with all the strength he had, he tried to pull him back into a kiss.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 6:46 pm
"Ohh. So you like being covered in order to hide the goods. I didn't know." He jutted out a lower lip as he pretended to feel bad for his terrible behavior. "I'm sorrwie. I'll be nicer to your clothes next time." Maybe. Well, he wouldn't rip and instead rip buttons. Buttons he could sew on easily enough.
"Needless destruction is fun." He said, leaning back with a toothy grin. Considering he was a monster, destruction was a everyday occurrence. "You should try it. Break a table sometime." The monster dorms were known for their easily-replaced furniture, and most of their things were either slimy, scorched, broken, tapped up, patched, or had bite marks (Calder being guilty of a few).
The shudder he felt under him from Zar by touching his horn enlightened him, as he wondered if his horns were just as sensitive as Barth's, and he delighted in the different length and texture of his horns compared to the Sloth demon's. A pair of hips rubbed under him, and he stopped to look down, feeling the electric sparks dance under him. It was getting too warm, and he wondered how long he would last just playing around.
The growl only made this harder, and he looked down at the strange sound of a different voice. "What happens if I don't?" He said, and took hold of the other horn with his other hand, and let both hands slide down.
OHH!! They felt so NICE!!! He was melting.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 6:57 pm
Zar's voice did not revert to its usual self and he was very much considering taking part in some of that needless destruction that Calder was endorsing, if he wasn't wrapped up in the kelpie right now there would be some broken furniture in the room. If he had his way there would yet be some. "If you do not." he said, pausing to inhale sharply as his other horn was seized, the sensation overwhelming his fury, fluttering it into blind pleasure before he twisted the sound into yet another snarl. "I will cease to jacking play nice."
He slid a claw down and squeezed.
"You know what I want Calderrr. Give me it. I will not plead."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 7:16 pm
He hissed sharply, curling his chin down and removing his hand to curl it and set it on Zar's chest to ride out the fresh wave of heat that made him want to rub his legs together, but a tormenting demon was between them. Held in claw, he tensed, ears back and eyes closed before he opened them slowly and looked up at him, breathing hard a few times as he tried to control himself.
He really was in a bind, being held like this, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at Zar. If he thought Calder was just going to buckle, he had another thing coming. If he was going to be a Lead, he had to make Zar beg. He wasn't just physically on top, he wanted to be there in this herd.
"You will. Let's see who wants it more." He leaned down, releasing the other horn. He now knew that Zar's horns were sensitive, but there was one other appendage he hadn't tested, and the claws on his back reminded him of that. He slipped his hands under Zar, sliding them up his neck to feel for the base of the wings. As he did, he leaned down to kiss his chest.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 7:50 pm
Zar kept his grip and neither tightened nor loosened it, measured and testing, as he always was. It was a test of mettle and determination, a bluff he hadn't expected Calder to call. He wasn't sure if he was more impressed or irritated by the fact that the kelpie did. He settled for being both. He curled his index and middle finger of the hand holding him to shift his talons, a reward and a potential further threat.
"That is most certainly a grand claim to make, pony." he rumbled, curling his tail further still. "I think that you might still be all talk and no action at all." Despite his defiance he lapsed into silence with a sound that was less than dignified at the contact on the base of his wings. Newly mended and regrown, the skin was sensitive, membranes twitching away from Calder to no avail, the sleek powerful muscle of his back muscles tensed and it took everything he had to seize back his composure and control. He let the hand that was holding Calder relax, stroking him as he moved it aside, no longer trusting himself not to do a damage to very important - for his present plans, anyway - equipment.
But his patience was running out, instincts tangling in confusion with one another. He could no longer keep the backlog in check, frustration made itself known and he seized upon it, arching once again, but this time seeking to sink his fangs into anything of Calder's neck or shoulder he could get hold of, perhaps a sharp n** would make him see sense.
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 8:50 pm
Calder grinned, turning his head to smile in victory as he found yet another spot to mess with. For someone who hide his emotions and seemed very concerned with having the upper hand, he had a lot of sensitive spots all over, and Calder delighted in each and every one. Horns. Wings. No doubt he could move to the tail and mess around it's base as well. What wasn't a sweet spot?! He wanted to find out.
Pony made him grit his teeth, and he started to let his hand move over the base of the wings, following the bone up at the next joint. "How much action do you want?" He asked, glad he was released for the time being and thus was now more able to control himself without that direct stimuli, but still very much dizzy from the contact from before. It was getting hard just to keep focused again, and he wondered how many minutes he could go before he just tore off any more clothes.
The tail was tight around him, making it hard to adjust much, and he tensed each time the grip tightened again and again. When he arched, he felt only a sense of pride in that Zar's wings were so sensitive, but instead felt the sharp pain of enamel in his skin biting where his neck and shoulder met. Gritting his teeth and cutting off a equine shout, he looked down and saw the glimpse of a pretty face obscured by white hair biting him.
He was being nipped, aggressively, and he wanted to lay down against him and let it happen again, but Zar had made a move, and he was still in the game. "I.." He breathed, adjusting in his incubi seat due to discomfort from inattention. "..can n** too, dear." To which he leaned down and bite a ear at the bottom of the lobe, pulling on it.
He could only hope Zar bite him again. Just once more. He felt hot and dizzy that his mind swirled around the room like a bird wanting out of it's cage, tweeting it's ever living mind off as if it was going to just catch on fire.
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 12:02 pm
Zar let out a delighted hiss as Calder upped the ante, tugging on his ear hard and sending shivers up and down his spine. It was enough to derail his brain for a few dizzying moments, pain twisted up tightly with pleasure the way it always was. He wasn't about to take it lying down though and turned his head a little to sink his teeth in once again. It helped him focus, sating the wild and feral instincts that raced in him and demanded he hurt Calder, that he pinned and dominated the kelpie and took whatever he wanted from him, that he saddled him and broke him in . Biting him made it back off enough he could think, enough that he could catch his breath and reposition his hips.
He licked the spot he'd just bitten proprietorially, the taste of Calder's skin distinct from Barth, separate and wild.
"I want all the action you are capable of." he hissed with a deep snarl. "I'm built to handle it. Take my mind off of everything and I'll take yours off your problems. Just for a time."
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 4:19 pm
He threw his head back, taking a deep breath as he was bitten once again, eyes fluttering as he was nipped in the neck and could then feel a warm tongue ghosting over his skin. How would he respond? Would he tug on that naughty tail around his midsection, or maybe he could turn him over to play with his wings some more. He was curious about them as Barth didn't possess wings, and he wanted to drag his hands through the paper folds and feel the warm stationary between his fingers.
As Zar spoke, he looked down, chest rising and falling as he took deep breathes, before he stopped for a moment. I'll take yours off your problems. Just for a time.
It was touching that anyone would even say that, and he felt a hopelessness twisting inside him. Frustration at not knowing answers or knowing how to handle himself. Anger at no one noticing. Anger at not being able to figure it out himself. A deep unfufillment and need without much indication on how to sedate it.
These were problems he wanted to forget.
He leaned down, personally touched by what Zar had said, and kissed him deeply, parting his lips to explore his mouth and taste him just as Zar had licked him.
Pulling back, he tapped his forehead to Zar's. "I'd like that." Then he grinned. "Strap in. It's going to be a bumpy ride."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He laid, tired, worn, and pleasantly sore beside Zar, pressed together in a warm pile on the couch. His tail and hair were a mess and he had a marks that would need explaining to Barth later. Overall though, Zar wasn't all talk and no bite ...and bite. Incubi did fit him, and he was delighted to see the other side of him that wasn't stuck in a dull monotone of restriction.
Turning to pull Zar closer, he rested against him, and breathed out. "It's a tie." He said. Neither one of them had one this round of Lead, but he wasn't heartbroken over it either.
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