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Post by Alisia Jackson on Sept 1, 2007 0:01:09 GMT -5
Feeling herself allow anything that she had hidden for a long time out into that one kiss. Was it foolish for her to be doing this sort of thing with a twenty-eight year old man? Pressing hard into him she let herself flow. Let it all flow. Was it going to end up being nothing?
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 0:05:47 GMT -5
His hands reached for his nothingness of a shirt and just ripped it off of himself so he didn't disturb the kiss. If felt good to be so wrapped up and want something so bad you rip up the things in your way to get it. If you looked at his chest you could see his heart beat, moving the skin every beat. his heart was raising and she was what he wanted and he was going to have it.
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Post by Alisia Jackson on Sept 1, 2007 0:11:44 GMT -5
Nothing made sense. Nothing but the physicality of the situation. Feeling his shirt come away from them shocked her. Not that it'd be her first time if they did. The way things were going it seemed that's where they were headed. If they could be tighter together they would be with the way Alli pushed against him. After all, she was her mother's daughter. That made her smile against her lips...that he wanted her. Though she knew it was tonight, tomorrow he'd forget her name.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 0:20:28 GMT -5
Cello's hands moved up her shirt, pulling it with him, throwing it to the ground beside them. He moved his lips from hers briefy to look around, his eyes darting down the hall to an empty cell. Quickly both hands moved to her ass, holding her up as he made his move to the cell. Walking inside he moved towards the bed, laying her down on it before attcking her lips with his own once again. His hands moved to her pants, unbuttoning and whatnot. Sliding a single hand down her pants, with his middle finger he began feeling and studying her, more or less teasing her and hoping to intensify her desire for him.
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Post by Alisia Jackson on Sept 1, 2007 0:25:09 GMT -5
Alli let out another moan. Letting her fingernails dig into his back as he explored her slowly. Shocking her, surprising her. Leaning into his neck she bit him slightly. Knowing fully that this was probably on her idiot list yet she didnt' care. Because something in her said he'd still be around even after. Though she couldn't know for sure.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 7:33:03 GMT -5
Marcello supressed the groan that attempted to escape his lips as she bit his neck. With that he extracted his hand from her pants, leaving it at her waist. His other hand soon joined it's twin and they both began to pull of her pants. (She Was Going Commando ) After finally removing it from her her body and discarding it on the floor he kissed her lips briefly before creating a trail of kisses moving towards her chin, across her jaw line, down her neck and to her collar bone where stopped for a moment,the kisses were barely grazing her skin. His lips were on the move once again, between her breasts which were currently occupied by his hands and eventually made it to the promise land. (lol) He caressed her body with his hands as they made their way to her hips, pulling her whole body towards him. His hands parted her thighs to himself more access and he took it, moving his head forward and finally his lips and tongue made the connection. The only thought that floated around in his head was that he better make this good, for she was the one who let him out of his hell of a cell, and he owed her for that.
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Post by Alisia Jackson on Sept 1, 2007 11:04:26 GMT -5
Digging her nails hard into his back at the pleasure he was providing she felt him surpress a groan. Everything around her was spinning. Nothing she'd ever done had felt so good. How foolish was she to be doing this? Probably too much so, she didn't care. Burying her hands in his feathery hair she pulled a bit because she had nothing else to hold onto.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 14:38:33 GMT -5
For having the experience of an eleven year old boy he was doing pretty well. With one hand he pulled down his pants to his knees and lifted himself over her. He led himself into and easied in, just watching her face before picking up the intensity and force.
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Post by Alisia Jackson on Sept 1, 2007 14:42:45 GMT -5
Her head went back a bit against the hard pillow underneath her head. She'd had plenty of sex for a sixteen year old but this was something else. As he entered her she felt an audible gasp escape her as she dug her nails extremely hard into his back, fearing she drew blood but she didnt' make a move to stop. Thrusting her hips upward she motioned for continuation.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 15:02:56 GMT -5
Cello felt her nails dig into his skin and following was the slight trickle of blood. The feeling of pain made him smirk before he began thrusting himself into her as far as he could. He couldn't get enough of her and the fact that she drew blood took him to a whole new level.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:07:42 GMT -5
[[Alli]]
Alli held in the screams of pleasure that she so badly wanted to release. There was no doubting his size and his ability. This was a whole new sexual experiance, it was up in a whole other universe. Feeling him thrust harder and deeper made her buck her hips upward as she went with the rythm as she leaned forward and bit his neck.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 15:37:11 GMT -5
Cello kept an intense rhythm as one of his hand moved to one of her boobs, cupping in his hand and squeezing it before letting a loud groan slip from his lips as she bit him. He moved his mouth quickly to her breast, biting her skin.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:41:15 GMT -5
[[alli]]
The intensity of the situation was hitting Alli like lightening. No normal thoughts could come to her mind as all but ecstasy consumed her. She bit him once again, his neck, his ear, and finally she pressed her lips to his in and even more intense kiss as they continued the rhythm. She bit his bottom lip.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 15:47:06 GMT -5
Cello had kept it steady for long enough and was no longer worried about it as he felt himself close to climaxing. His teeth meeting any place of her skin that he could get to, loving the feel of flesh, her flesh. He wanted to hold out as long as he could but he wasn't used to the whole sex thing enough to control himself.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 15:49:57 GMT -5
[[Alli]]
Finding the back of his hair as she felt herself nearing a higher point she pulled as he bit her. The entire feeling of it almost too much pleasure. Was that possible? The feeling was incredible. Though she knew the idea of an affair in Azkaban was a bit much and would be even more impossible when he knew her age she moaned into the crook of his neck.
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