Midnight Thrills
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,861
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 2
[A/N: WHEE! Writing this makes me hyper, I hope you\'re enjoying. I\'m not entirely sure where I\'m headed but I\'m sure it\'ll be...something! =) ]
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When he makes it back to his cottage, he lays her down on his bed, a quiet heap of black and slightly pale skin. He removes his cloth shirt and tosses it aside. Gently rolling her onto her back, he unbuttons the cloak and tosses it over with his shirt. He takes a moment to drink in her beauty, softly caressing the side of her face with the back of his hand. Moment over, he reaches under her black skirt and grabs the edges of her underwear, pulling them down to reveal black lace. He grins and wonders if she has a bra to match. Not wasting time to ponder, he goes directly for the answer. He lifts her up into a sitting position and gently pulls up her black top to reveal, to his pleasure, a matching black lace bra. He swiftly and skillfully removes it with one hand, while still holding her up with the other. He lays her back down gently and reaches to pull her skirt down. Her eyes begin to flutter as her body has finally decided he has gone too far. With the skirt still on and almost to her knees, he straddles her, pinning her legs with his and her arms with his hands. She struggles for a second before gives up, knowing it’s useless. He grins down at her as she glares up at him, her eyes glittering with anger and frustration. He pulls her arms together so he can hold them both with one hand as he reaches behind him to grab something. He his hand returns to view, he’s holding a thing, long white linen. He expertly ties her arms together and then to the head of the bed. She pulls with all she has but can’t make it. She’s stuck like that unless he let’s her go. He turns around to tie her legs and she takes the opportunity to start kicking. Her legs barely miss their target but his hands don’t miss theirs. Working so he doesn’t let one of the legs free, he ties each one to their respective side of the bed with more white linen, spreading her legs apart. He tsk tsks at her and pulls out a switchblade as he gets off the bed. Her eyes widen and she whimpers, too frightened to scream. He grins and takes the knife to her skirt, cutting it down the middle and pulling it off, leaving her fully naked. He tosses that aside as well and moves up to her face, carefully putting the blade aside and out of reach. When his face is in front of hers, she rears up, trying to bite him. He pulls back, out of reach and chuckles. He grabs another white linen, this time from a dresser beside the bed, and gags her with it. He takes a quick survey of his handiwork, and her parent’s, and starts unbuttoning his pants. He slides them off a steps out of them, revealing grey boxers.
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[A/N: Sorry for just stopping there. I got a phone call and then I needed to sleep! <3]
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When he makes it back to his cottage, he lays her down on his bed, a quiet heap of black and slightly pale skin. He removes his cloth shirt and tosses it aside. Gently rolling her onto her back, he unbuttons the cloak and tosses it over with his shirt. He takes a moment to drink in her beauty, softly caressing the side of her face with the back of his hand. Moment over, he reaches under her black skirt and grabs the edges of her underwear, pulling them down to reveal black lace. He grins and wonders if she has a bra to match. Not wasting time to ponder, he goes directly for the answer. He lifts her up into a sitting position and gently pulls up her black top to reveal, to his pleasure, a matching black lace bra. He swiftly and skillfully removes it with one hand, while still holding her up with the other. He lays her back down gently and reaches to pull her skirt down. Her eyes begin to flutter as her body has finally decided he has gone too far. With the skirt still on and almost to her knees, he straddles her, pinning her legs with his and her arms with his hands. She struggles for a second before gives up, knowing it’s useless. He grins down at her as she glares up at him, her eyes glittering with anger and frustration. He pulls her arms together so he can hold them both with one hand as he reaches behind him to grab something. He his hand returns to view, he’s holding a thing, long white linen. He expertly ties her arms together and then to the head of the bed. She pulls with all she has but can’t make it. She’s stuck like that unless he let’s her go. He turns around to tie her legs and she takes the opportunity to start kicking. Her legs barely miss their target but his hands don’t miss theirs. Working so he doesn’t let one of the legs free, he ties each one to their respective side of the bed with more white linen, spreading her legs apart. He tsk tsks at her and pulls out a switchblade as he gets off the bed. Her eyes widen and she whimpers, too frightened to scream. He grins and takes the knife to her skirt, cutting it down the middle and pulling it off, leaving her fully naked. He tosses that aside as well and moves up to her face, carefully putting the blade aside and out of reach. When his face is in front of hers, she rears up, trying to bite him. He pulls back, out of reach and chuckles. He grabs another white linen, this time from a dresser beside the bed, and gags her with it. He takes a quick survey of his handiwork, and her parent’s, and starts unbuttoning his pants. He slides them off a steps out of them, revealing grey boxers.
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[A/N: Sorry for just stopping there. I got a phone call and then I needed to sleep! <3]