Two woman with murderous intentions meeting the first time.
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by Clareen on August 24th, 2012, 8:11 am
I'm enjoying this FAR too much... Even as the thought crossed her mind she still didn't consider cutting the entertainment off for even a moment, this woman was far too fun, besides, they would never get another chance like this if she were dead. Suddenly Clareen felt the strange woman's weight shift. He heavy thud hit her back about the same time that she realized the kiss between the two had been broken.
When her back hit the wall Clareen let out a quiet moan under her breath, only to again feel the woman's hand between her legs, causing her moan to crescendo. Following the loud moan came a sensation of pain from her neck, the woman had latched on strongly, implanting her teeth into Clareen's neck, causing a rather large amount of pain. In response Clareen's scream filled the halls of the Inner Wardens, ricocheting off of the circular ceiling.
For me to believe I was in control, pft, I was terribly petching wrong, this petching woman is dominating me already. Clareen quickly made her own hands reach each other around the woman's waist, unsheathing the concealed daggers. Clareen's own face was still pointed towards the roof from the bite, but a smile ran across it.
She flipped the dagger in her left hand to be inside of her palm as she didn't intend to use it quite yet; wielding the one in her right hand, she cut a gash along the woman's left side. During the movement of the cut, Clareen's left fingers found their place within the woman's pelvic region, sliding inside. |
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by Dye on August 29th, 2012, 12:30 am
This vagik is going to get herself in trouble with her moans... A small one, a larger, more passionate moan, a scream...
Everyone knows pain and pleasure are best when mixed. Well, the redhead did.
And there was much of both.
Dye heard the distinct snik of unsheathing blades, and her heart skipped a beat. More pain? More pleasure? A bit of both, or more? Her mind racing, her heart beating a rhythm unknown to man - almost as if her heart were determined to beat triplets, playing the song of her excitement.
The blade sank into her skin.
Her teeth, latched onto the Inarta's shoulder, disconnected with her screeching cry, more of her vulture nature coming out in the feral scream.
Petch, it hurt.
Those slim fingers of the girl slid to their place, and the gash in her side left her mind. A dull throbbing ache, yes, but less important in the flurry of passion... |
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