Fear of the Dark [M]

[Lion]

Decebal was taken aback and when she drew her gaze up to his neck he kept his arm out to brace her with some distance. He didn't completely push her off, however, and he turned his neck away from her. Instead he ducked his head in and pressed his lips to hers.

[DragonSong]

Gwen's eyes widened, the shock of the kiss snapping her out of the haze of bloodlust. She was frozen for a moment, fingers digging into his shoulders as her grip tightened and her body shivered with tension.

Then she melted, kissing him back with a gentleness that was surprising compared to the ferocity of her feeding.

[Lion]

Ferocity aside now, and Decebal found himself responding to her touch, her kiss, and even then​ he could slowly feel his arm heal those bite marks she'd torn into him. A soft moan and he wrapped an arm around her waist, tugging lightly at her lips.

"Gwen," he breathed, her name soft and rolling off his tongue between kisses. After a few seconds of deliberation, he slipped his tongue within to taste the hollows of her mouth, never once wanting to pull away.

[DragonSong]

Her breath hitched and the vampire closed her eyes, a soft moan caught in her throat when she heard him breathe her name. "Decebal," she murmured in response, another gasp slipping passed her lips as he deepened the kiss.

A shiver rippled through her and she wrapped her arms around his neck, twisting so she was practically perched on his lap.

Gods she shouldn't be doing this. It was such a bad idea. But she couldn't seem to stop, desperate for the sense of touch, craving affection like it was air and she was drowning. Her hands slid down his spine, feeling the lean muscles of his back with a soft groan as she pressed closer.

[Lion]

He wanted her then and there, and through hungered kisses, Decebal only gazed up at her for permission to take her.  His human hand cupped the side of her face, his lips lingering down to kiss throat.  They were soft tender tastes, and he breathed heavily against her.

Did it have to mean anything? Could not two souls yearn for the touch of another? Decebal didn't question it, and he only held her firmly against him, pausing but a moment to pull the shirt off his back and cast it aside.

[DragonSong]

The silent question sent an electric tingle through her body and Gwen paused, panting gently as she looked down into his eyes.

A very small smile curved at her lips and she leaned into his palm before twisting her head to kiss it. Her hands swept up his back once his shirt had been discarded, then moved to the hem of her own tunic and tugged it off easily.

For once she wasn't going to question this. She just wanted to be close to someone, close to him. She leaned back into him, feathering kisses over his neck and nipping delicately at his skin- not a threat of a bite this time, something more playful, and full of a different kind of hunger.

[Lion]

The chills that coursed through his body made him momentarily breathless. It had been some time since he shared his body with another. Normally once a person got a good look at him, his physicality was far too off-putting to form any sort of attraction. None, of course, would have more repulsion toward his form than he to himself.

Decebal simply opened his neck for her to taste and laid back against the bed, pulling her up and over him.  He reached up to grasp her breasts firmly in hand, feeling the coolness of her flesh, wanting to make her feel as good as she made him in this moment.  Tearing away just a moment, he leaned upward and pressed lips to her breasts, lapping at them, tasting the hardened points as he his other hands felt along her form.

[DragonSong]

"Mm!" Gwen's body hitched slightly at the unexpected movement and she blinked down at him. Her breath came in sharp little bursts and she closed her eyes and moaned quietly, arching her back to press closer.

Twisting to get a better angle, she dove back into kissing him, fierce and hungry, a soft growl rumbling in her chest. "Gods, Decebal," she murmured, nuzzling into the crook of his neck as she kissed along his jaw. Her hands slid down to his waist, eagerly exploring exposed skin.

[Lion]

A soft moan, deep hitched breaths and shivers coursing through every fiber of his body.

Decebal hadn't felt this vulnerable before, and he responded to her touch with equal fervor. He chuckled a little as her weight pressed down on him on the bed, and his hand briefly pulled away so that he could wriggle out of his trousers, undoing them with what little space could be found between their bodies.

"That's much better," he breathed, coaxing her hand down to touch his hip, and down further, wanting her to explore him.

[DragonSong]

Her smile widened, cheeks dusting pink, and she wrapped her fingers around him carefully, almost testing.

"Touch me," she murmured as she leaned down over him for another kiss, starting to pump her hand up and down. Her other hand moved to his demonic arm, drawing his hand up so she could kiss his palm, eyes locked on his.

[Lion]

Her hand, though cool, brought chills up his body.  He watched her grasp his member firmly, tugging at him, and he shivered, biting his lower lip, panting.

Lips met hers again, desperate, and his body was flushed with heat.  "Yes, milady," he breathed, smirking between kisses and pushing away the rest of his clothing, until he found her heat, letting his human hand down between them.  He kissed her still, coaxing her leg apart, and pressing fingers inside her.

[DragonSong]

Gwen's eyes fluttered closed and she moaned quietly, quickly discarding the small remainder of her clothing to remove the last barriers between them.

She kissed him back hungrily, her hips rocking forward against his hand as she continued to stroke the length of him gently, her other hand moving to tangle her fingers through his hair as she nipped lightly at his lower lip.

"Oh gods," she murmured, pressing her face into the curve of his shoulder. Her hips twisted and bucked almost without her conscious consent, searching for heat and friction.

[Lion]

Rocking her hips made his hand slip deeper inside her. He didn't know why but she was wet and he kept up his motions, slipping a third finger within her and gripping her firmly against him.  Hw could feel her body quiver and it only made him ache for her all the more.

Decebal flushed and rolled them over so that she was laid out on her back, and he gently coaxed her hands away from him.  He slipped down, pressing hungered kisses down her belly and letting his fleshed hand grasp her left breast.

He only briefly looked at her before he bent his head down to taste her clit, gently sucking on it between her legs.  His demon hand found  fingers deep inside her folds, moving to the rhythm of her body, holding nothing in reserve.

[DragonSong]

Her eyes widened and she gasped softly, then clapped a hand over her mouth, suddenly remembering that Tilly and Tom would hear them if they weren't careful.

Still, she closed her eyes with a soft groan and whispered, "Oh gods, yes..." One hand slid down to grip his hair gently and her hips hitched slightly as he lavished attention on her, a small whimper caught in her throat.

[Lion]

He pressed his face against her sex, tasting her until her body trembled on the edge of ecstasy. Only then did he find enough desire to pull away and kiss her form, dragging warm lips over her until he reached her face once more. Decebal grinned and kissed her once more, perhaps even a bit possessively.

His hands guided her legs around him and he pressed his manhood against her folds, slipping within by a mere shift of his hips.  "Gwen," he murmured. "You feel so good. So wonderful."

[DragonSong]

Gwen wriggled and arched under his attentions, panting lightly as she felt herself drawing closer and closer to the edge, so enraptured she gave a soft whine of frustration at first when he pulled away.

Then he was trailing kisses back up her body, her legs wrapped easily around his waist, her hips hitched up as they connected and oh gods she'd forgotten what this felt like. Or maybe she'd never quite felt anything like this, she wasn't sure.

"You're- gods." She took a breath, eyes closed tight for a moment. "Perfect, Decebal," she breathed, blinking and looking up at him. Her arms twined gently around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss as she rocked her hips into his languidly, moaning against his lips.

[Lion]

They had plenty of time to savor, and there was no need for them​ to rush the act. The more care to the process that Decebal took, the more he found he enjoyed it. She made his belly ache with need and he twitched and trembled with the urge to control his motions.

He nestled easily within​ the confines of her body, gloving his member like a second skin. Stoking the fire slowly, sharing his body heat with one who lacked it, he continied to roll his hips against hers one deep slow thrust at a time.

[DragonSong]

Within a few motions Gwen was trembling again, heat pooling low in her body as little shivers ran up her spine and pleasure thrilled through her. She hissed in a breath as she learned his rhythm and fell into sync with him, rocking her hips to meet his in deep, languid rolls.

[Lion]

Lips were made raw with hungered kisses and as Decebal felt the heal rolling inside of her body, a strange sensation to the normal coolness he felt, he too trembled with growing ecstasy. He quaked and groaned deeply, stealing her mouth with his, sealing it, and clasping her too him when he shuddered suddenly, and felt himself burst within her, holding her to him in that rush of body heat.

[DragonSong]

Gwen's back arched and she muffled a cry by biting down lightly on Decebal's shoulder, giving a few abortive jerks of her hips as she went tumbling over the edge moments after him. Her body tensed and shuddered and she mewed softly, lapping and kissing at the bite mark she'd left on his skin as she settled back down into the bed.