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 Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 8:47 am
Grendell was sad when the kiss ended, though she needed to breathe as much as he did. Her breathing was deep and controled, having learned to catch her breath from her hours of training everyday. Playfully, she allowed a few puffs of warm air to fan along his neck.
"What is there to applogize for?" She asked him caressing his cheek with the hand that had held it meanwhile staying right as she was, pressed against him by his arm and hers. "For a first timer, you are pretty darn good at it, I knew I was right about you." She gave him a smile, this time not fishing for the compliment she was sure would come, he was a fast learner, it appeared.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:17 pm
Devyn growled softly, almost a purr, as her warm breath caressed his skin. He wasn't exactly sure what these strange new feelings were...or how to deal with them just yet. He loved the way her body seemed to fit so naturally against his, and the way her touch seemed to send fire flowing through his blood.
Smirking back with hidden relief, he responded with a low voice, "Well, if I'm good, then you must be a natural." He couldn't imagine anyone possibly being any better at that than Grendell and he wasn't sure he'd be able to handle it if there were. He was having enough problems just focusing right now, what with all the strange urges his instincts were giving him. Something told him, however, that it was best to keep these urges under control for now.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 7:10 pm
Grendell giggled lightly as he growled softly, taking a finger to trail up and down his neck. She completely understood the merits of this type of fun. Feeling a warm firm body against hers, arms around her, yeah this was something she was going to get as often as possible.
Giving him a sultry smile she responded back, her voice a low purr, "Must be, but you know, practice makes perfect." Her blue green eyes kept looking into his, deep in color and sparkling with her delight. She was getting what she wanted and this guy was complimenting her, yeah this was working perfectly.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 12:55 am
Smirking mischieviously, Devyn brought his hand around from the back of her neck to her jawline. "Perhaps perfection isn't so far away. I suggest we venture to find out." His eyes were bright as he continued trying to control his more instinctual urges...though his control was slipping.
Gently tilting her head, he pulled Grendell close against him once more and pressed his lips to hers. Less nervous this time, he didn't hesitate to kiss her more confidently...and perhaps a bit more aggressively. Subconsciously, he felt he had a lot of work to do to match Grendell's skill, but he believed with a teacher like her, it wouldn't take him long to learn.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2007 5:47 am
Grendell smiled in what she felt was a seductive one, even if it wasn't needed anymore. The corner of her mouth went up a bit at his suggestion, one she would fully enjoy. Looking into his bright eyes was a lot of fun to her, she loved what she saw.
The kiss he started did surprise her a bit, more like she hadn't expected the more confident start. However, she did like it, and readjusted her arm around his neck so she could more easily return he kiss, a purr like sound vibrating in her throat as she did not hesitate to lead the kiss to where they left off, experimenting and enjoying herself greatly.
The other arm needed something to do, she started to caress his cheek again before it trailed down along the curve of his neck to the shoulder and down to the elbow, drawing small designs as she went.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 7:43 pm
Devyn answered her purr with a soft growl of his own. His blood felt like fire in his veins. Overtaken by a strange feeling he couldn't control, Devyn poured his all into the kiss. While he couldn't control the feeling, he wasn't sure he wanted to either. Strangely, he enjoyed the rush that threatened to overtake him completely.
As if it weren't bad enough that his blood was boiling, Grendell's touch sent a fiery sensation racing through his nerves. Growling louder, he pulled her tightly close and deepened the kiss. She tasted so good and all he could think was that he wanted more.
He was too distracted by all these new sensations to realize that his fangs were slowly, but steadily, lengthening...
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 8:21 pm
Grendell liked the growl, it sang just right to her, even more so in her lusty state. His kiss made her want to melt, she drank in everything he gave her and managed to remember to give it back with interest, the sensations all she could dream of and more.
Her hand did not stop touching, what ever bits of his chest was not covered with her own chest and body. The kiss and his growl just sent trimmers of pleasure through out her body that was pulled tightly against him.
The deeper kiss gave her an opportunity to explore the mouth belonging to the lips that felt so wonderful. The fangs were of interest to her as she continued the pace and even upped the hunger. Her knees felt like they were starting to weaken, and she wished they were laying down.
It gave her and idea as she started to guide him into laying down with a gentle push and leaning ever more on him. Somewhere in the process her tongue got nicked slightly on one of his fangs, she paid no mind to it as if she didn't even feel it, certainly, the slight coppery taste that mixed up with his own taste didn't even phase her. She was a warrior, blood and pain meant very little to her, even more so by the pleasure he was providing her with the kiss.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 10:36 pm
Her touch, her taste, her kiss...nearly overwhelmed, it took all Devyn had to cling to what little control he had left. He groaned softly as her push nearly sent him toppling over, unprepared. He managed to hold her weight, not catching her drift at first.
That was when the first taste of coppery sweetness touched his tongue.
The surprise was enough to buckle his knees and send the pair of them tumbling to the ground. Devyn took the brunt of the fall with his own body, shielding Grendell from the impact, though he hadn't made the choice consciously. Miraculously, the two were still locked together despite the fall. Devyn savored the strong coppery taste, wanting...no, needing more. His mind told him that he should break away now before it was too late...but his instincts were saying otherwise...and much louder than anything his mind was possibly suggesting.
Fingers digging into her skin, Devyn seemed almost desperate now, acting on animal instinct as he sought more and more of the coppery fluid's taste.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 10:51 pm
Grendell had been disappointed at first, when he didn't fall over like she wanted him to. In the lusty pleasure induced haze, some of her mind was working and she was trying to think of away to get him down where she wanted him.
Suddenly, with no connection she could make, they were tumbling to the ground. It was all she could do not to pull away and exclaim in surprise. She wasn't hurt, however, and didn't feel very much of the fall so there was no complaint from her. For more reasons to do with comfort then anything else, she ended up straddling the young male she was making out with.
Everything was fine until his fingers started digging into her skin, it was only a mild irritant. It did give her enough to remind her of breathing. Breaking the kiss, almost feeling bad by how desperate it had become. Her eyes looked to Devyn as she quickly got her breath back. Her blue-green eyes were darkened by desire, and the rest of her was hoping she'd learn stamina eventually.
While she was finishing catching her breath, that one hand kept moving, touching, exploring and caressing any skin she could reach on his upper body that was not covered by her own body. Her fingers even found the sides of his stomach as they danced a crossed his pleasant skin.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 3:57 am
Taking the momentary reprieve for all it was worth, Devyn growled and practically tore himself away from Grendell, jaw clenched tightly. He was breathing heavily and had his eyes closed as he leaned as far away as was possible from the young female...now sitting in his lap. Wonderful.
He couldn't let this brief moment of clarity be wasted, however. He wasn't sure how long it might last. "Grendell...wait. Please, stop that." He grasped for her hand; he had to stop the maddening fire in his veins.
"Wait a minute, please...something...something is wrong," he hesitated, sounding weak. He didn't want to explain exactly what the problem was, lest she label him some kind of freak or something. But, he had to stop now or else...or else something was going to happen. Something that he didn't particularly want to happen...whatever it was.
He was having trouble maintaining control. Even over something like his fangs, that he'd always managed to control before. No matter how much he tried, even now, he couldn't get them to shrink again. It was probably too late anyway. She had to have seen them by now and he was sure that she'd felt them.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 8:41 am
Grendell wasn't sure what to think when he leaned away from her. The closest explanation she could come up with was he didn't want to breath on her, considerate in her book. It got really confusing when he told her to stop and grasped her hand. Her head titled to the side in obvious show of her confusion, but she did stop and lifted her fingers from his skin.
Not thing was clarified until she looked closer into his hesitated, and weak response. She knew it was his first time doing anything with a female, it was hers with a male. Disappointed that she was dealing with a blushing virgin, she got off of him and sat be side him, not quite ready to walk of and find someone more willing. Her brother would have never turned down a willing female, he can't be the only man on the island.
"Whats wrong?" She asked anyway, thinking that maybe she could ease what ever fears he had and talk him back into what they were doing. With her tongue not bleeding anymore, she made a comment, "I like the fangs, by the way, and that your repelled by the taste of blood. There are far too many wimps on this island that faint a the mere sight of it and would certainly have ruined that moment. The fangs remind me a bit of the spikes on my Morningstar, do the have a use besides being rather attractive?" She'd say anything to get what she wanted, but she was being honest while she tired to calm whatever fears or misgivings he had.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 2:36 pm
Devyn shook his head tiredly, hand over his face. "It's not that...I'm not repelled," he admitted, daring to glance up. "Quite the opposite," he blurted honestly, color darkening a bit in embarrassment. The truth was out now...would she reject him for being some sort of freak? Yeah, she thought it was good that he wasn't upset by the blood, but how would she feel now that she knew he in fact liked it?
"It's not just that I like it either," he continued softly, glancing away towards the ground. Might as well tell the whole truth now, right? "It's...more of a hunger. Normally, I can control it, as well as the size of my fangs, but, a while ago..." He trailed off momentarily, thinking. "...things were getting a bit out of hand and I was worried about what might happen." He turned back to Grendell, his coloring still slightly darker than normal. "I didn't want to hurt you."
Drawing up his knees to his chest, he wrapped his arms around them and stared out over the clearing. "To be honest, I don't know what good they are...other than for breaking skin," he finished bitterly. "Most of the time, I just get yelled at or looked down on for them." He sat in silence for some time before looking back at Grendell. "By the way...what's a Morningstar?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 4:37 pm
Grendell looked impressed when he said he wasn't repelled by blood, she liked a man that could stand it. Hearing it was the opposite only intrigued her, it did not scare or cause her any worry. From her seat by his side, she remained relaxed and didn't even try to get away, little signs that she wasn't rejecting him at all.
The hunger thing was different, not something she had ever heard about, but her cousin apparently ate things whole and uncooked, nothing beat that even the hunger for blood. As she listened she could see how this could work for her. The dark coloring of embarrassment was kinda cute, though she could see how this was hard for him to say.
Finally she acted as he finished asking about the Morningstar. Her hand lay on his shoulder as she started to talk, "A Morningstar is my weapon, like a short stave with a mass of steal spikes on the top, inflicts wicked damage." She grinned fancying her self a strong fighter. "I have been training for months, I am strong. I appreciate you not wanting to hurt me, I adore the way you treat me. However, so long as I get what I want, I don't mind helping you with your hunger. You have no fear of me turning you away." At saying that, she raised her green hand to his cheek and just lightly caressed it with the back. "Your different, but I like different." All the things she did to her self while training, he couldn't hurt her too much.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 4:29 am
Devyn was silent for a while before smirking a bit. "Sounds brutal," he commented, being purposefully vague as to whether he was referring to the weapon or Grendell's training. He shot her a sideways grin, quipping, "I knew there was something else I liked about you." It was a relief to know that he wouldn't have to worry about hurting Grendell by accident. He'd heard that most females were more delicate than males and had to be treated as such. He'd worried a lot about that.
At her offer to help him control his hunger, he wasn't sure exactly what she meant by 'help' but appreciated the offer more than he could possibly let her know. And if 'what she wanted' was anything like what they'd been doing moments before, he certainly wouldn't mind keeping her happy. "I'm not complaining, so don't get me wrong, but I'm a little surprised. You realize you're the first Pae'il I've met that didn't react negatively to my little...'problem?'" He half-smiled, his golden eyes darting over to meet her gaze. He reached up and took her hand in his, chuckling softly to break the awkward feeling in the air. "Thanks."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 8:11 am
Grindell's smile turned up on one end into more of a smirk as she commented, "Brutal is exactly what I need to reach my goals." Her goals were to beat her father, and earn his respect, be able to save her brother should he get himself into trouble, and be able to save herself should trouble come looking for her. Although in privet she loved to be treated gently, in public she was her own woman who could handle herself.
With the sideways grin, rather cute in itself, she gave a soft chuckle, and in a low tone she adds, "I should hope you'll find more to like." Even with that statement, she recognized the compliment and was delighted to receive it.
He was right about what she wanted, what they had been doing was exactly what she wanted in exchange for periodically feeding him herself or finding a substitute. There was little this pae would not do for affection and the attention. She didn't look surprised when he told her she was the first one not to react negatively. Personally, she didn't see why anyone, especially female anyone’s, would not help the guy out, females give birth but they can't take a little pain and blood loss? Whims, all the goodie-two shoes where wimps. "Well, I am just the surprising kind of girl. You must have met too many goody-goody pae if they all reacted negatively, or maybe I am just special." He wasn't the type, he seemed smarter, but she'd deck anyone who tried to make a negative special joke out of that one.
Her blue-green eyes gazed into his gold ones, a sight she liked. As he took her hand, she laced her fingers with his. When he said thanks, she told him, a twinkle in those blue-green depths, "Your welcome, but you know, an offer like this really should be sealed with a kiss, then maybe a taste of the help I offer?" She wanted the kiss, but also was curious as to how it would feel, to be bitten. Besides, thats how the offer worked, she got what she wanted this kiss for right now, and he'd get what he needed.
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