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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,700
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Three: "What's wrong, Alli?
Eck.
Sorry for taking so fucking long to upload this chapter... I was rather busy lately, but everything's calmed down quite a bit and I have my time back to myself. Hooray!
Well, I hope this chapter is decent enough for you guys...
It's one of my first smut-ish scenes ever posted for the public.
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Thirteen shifted in her spot, keeping a weary gaze on Mr. Eloton. She had no clue what he was capable of, or what he had in mind. It was safe to say the man thoroughly terrified her to an extent, and she didn’t like it. It was an unsafe feeling knowing that she would be working for him for quite awhile now.
*’Damnit, Miss Kawasaki… You hate me, don’t you?’*
A hand brushing against her thigh startled her thoughts, and her gaze shot directly to the man that sat in the Limo with her. He had merely moved to sit next to her, and his hand had brushed her thigh when he went to grab a water from the mini fridge beside her. Her cheeks heated up brightly as she felt his other hand rest on her leg for support as he stretched over her, his musky scent floating up and infiltrating her senses. She closed her eyes, shivering and hating the effect the smell had on her. It just… smelled so… so good! Thirteen didn’t move a muscle while her moved back, too shocked as she felt his hand slide over her lap almost suggestively. She basically froze there, her gaze set on her lap where his hand had once been. Was he still that scary, cold man that had weaseled his way into having her transferred to his company? Wasn’t he someone that was rumored to be as straight as the letter ‘S’ because he never touched any of the most attractive woman that would bend to his every command and because he was caught only hiring male employees?
Damn, she felt special. She was going to be the envy of most of the female population now… Did that mean that she’d be hated by most of the girls she knew? Envied to the point that she’d be pushed away? Or what if they all tried to get close to her so they could get as close to Mr. Eloton as possible? Fuuuuck. She buried her head in her hands, sighing softly. Life was bound to be hell while working under the rule of the man she sat next to. Maybe he’d make her life utter hell with how cold he was. Thirteen could not stand when someone didn’t know how to show a little emotion here and there… they just seemed so… inhuman.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt a hand slide across her back, slowly sliding down her side and then across her stomach. Next thing she knew, her back was facing her boss, and she was pressed up against his side and chest. “What’s wrong, Alli?” She felt his heated breath roll down her neck each time he exhaled and with each word he whispered, sending a hopefully unnoticed shiver down her spin.
He noticed.
And he smirked.
Oh… this would be fun.
“N-nothing’s wrong, Mr. Eloton. You just sh-shocked me, that’s all.” She stuttered how, finally breathing right. But she couldn’t be too sure about her racing heart, as if it just knew something was going to happen. She felt his hand travel higher up her stomach, brushing her ribcage lightly before coming to a stop a little bit below her chest. Her breath became shaky, unsure of what he was planning, but that mere touch nearly made her writhe in pleasure, wanting more. She felt dirty, like a whore, reacting to his touch like that. She barely knew him, and here she was allowing him to touch her quite inappropriately.
“Nothing’s wrong, Alli? Are you sure? You seem to be a little wary with your answer…” His voice was husky, just emanating the lust that he was beginning to take control of his body. Thirteen was just so… there, innocent and afraid of him. It was just so… sexy, he couldn’t resist any longer. His hand moved higher, feeling the curves of her body up extremely slowly until bumping into the bottom of her right breast. He heard her mewl almost inaudibly, asking for him to continue higher. She wanted him to touch her as he pleased, even if she didn’t know that what she wanted currently. In due time she would… she’d be begging for him to touch her. She’d be screaming his name soon. His hand cupped her breast, liking its size immediately. It fit into his hand perfectly and comfortably. Not to mention that unmistakable soft cry of ‘M-Mr… Eloton..’ that left the girls lips as she arched her back, pushing more into his hand. His touch may not have been all that pleasurable, but she knew it could be with the right movements and adjustments. Her boyfriend never seemed to touch her like that, or at least made her react like that. “Yes, Alli, what do you need?” He questioned tauntingly.
“Mr.. El-Elo-Elo-ton…” She breathed shakily, jumping as she felt his hand disappear from her chest and his cold hand touched her bare stomach. It moved quickly, sliding up her torso until once more cupping her breast over the bra. She gasped, feeling his thumb stroking the material over her nipple, making it harden immediately. The digit hooked onto the top of the low cut bra, pulling the material down until the little pebble of a nipple popped out, only further hardening as the semi-cool air bit at it. His thumb and index finger worked at teasing her, tugging, twisting, and brushing over her nipple. The other, forgotten hand slid down her stomach this time, unnoticed by the writhing girl that was silently begging for more. He wanted her to voice the need she felt, and he refused to stop until she did. Even if the car stopped, he’d continue. He was a determined man. While his left hand worked on her breast, his right hand slipped underneath the hem of her pants, pushing further until he found the soft curls that hid her nether regions. He felt Thirteen’s body freeze as he lightly tapped that one button, her entire body shuddering and a small mewl escaping her lips. She knew he felt how moist she had become due to his menstruations. She knew he felt how with each moment passing it became increasingly slick.
His hand slipped down further, the other still skillfully teasing her taunt nipple. With a single finger, he began to stroke above her lips, each stroke become harder and harder until he pushed past her lips and began stroking her fully, indeed feeling the wetness that dripped out of her throbbing pussy. It was throbbing in want… Not for her boyfriend like she had thought, but pleading for Mr. Eloton to sink his cock into her slick depths, to pound into her until he could no longer move.
And… You know what?
That’s exactly what he had planned…
Once she begged for it, that is.
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And there we have it!
Don't forget to review, loves! Whether it be flamers or compliments! Tell me what you think!
Blood
Sorry for taking so fucking long to upload this chapter... I was rather busy lately, but everything's calmed down quite a bit and I have my time back to myself. Hooray!
Well, I hope this chapter is decent enough for you guys...
It's one of my first smut-ish scenes ever posted for the public.
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Thirteen shifted in her spot, keeping a weary gaze on Mr. Eloton. She had no clue what he was capable of, or what he had in mind. It was safe to say the man thoroughly terrified her to an extent, and she didn’t like it. It was an unsafe feeling knowing that she would be working for him for quite awhile now.
*’Damnit, Miss Kawasaki… You hate me, don’t you?’*
A hand brushing against her thigh startled her thoughts, and her gaze shot directly to the man that sat in the Limo with her. He had merely moved to sit next to her, and his hand had brushed her thigh when he went to grab a water from the mini fridge beside her. Her cheeks heated up brightly as she felt his other hand rest on her leg for support as he stretched over her, his musky scent floating up and infiltrating her senses. She closed her eyes, shivering and hating the effect the smell had on her. It just… smelled so… so good! Thirteen didn’t move a muscle while her moved back, too shocked as she felt his hand slide over her lap almost suggestively. She basically froze there, her gaze set on her lap where his hand had once been. Was he still that scary, cold man that had weaseled his way into having her transferred to his company? Wasn’t he someone that was rumored to be as straight as the letter ‘S’ because he never touched any of the most attractive woman that would bend to his every command and because he was caught only hiring male employees?
Damn, she felt special. She was going to be the envy of most of the female population now… Did that mean that she’d be hated by most of the girls she knew? Envied to the point that she’d be pushed away? Or what if they all tried to get close to her so they could get as close to Mr. Eloton as possible? Fuuuuck. She buried her head in her hands, sighing softly. Life was bound to be hell while working under the rule of the man she sat next to. Maybe he’d make her life utter hell with how cold he was. Thirteen could not stand when someone didn’t know how to show a little emotion here and there… they just seemed so… inhuman.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt a hand slide across her back, slowly sliding down her side and then across her stomach. Next thing she knew, her back was facing her boss, and she was pressed up against his side and chest. “What’s wrong, Alli?” She felt his heated breath roll down her neck each time he exhaled and with each word he whispered, sending a hopefully unnoticed shiver down her spin.
He noticed.
And he smirked.
Oh… this would be fun.
“N-nothing’s wrong, Mr. Eloton. You just sh-shocked me, that’s all.” She stuttered how, finally breathing right. But she couldn’t be too sure about her racing heart, as if it just knew something was going to happen. She felt his hand travel higher up her stomach, brushing her ribcage lightly before coming to a stop a little bit below her chest. Her breath became shaky, unsure of what he was planning, but that mere touch nearly made her writhe in pleasure, wanting more. She felt dirty, like a whore, reacting to his touch like that. She barely knew him, and here she was allowing him to touch her quite inappropriately.
“Nothing’s wrong, Alli? Are you sure? You seem to be a little wary with your answer…” His voice was husky, just emanating the lust that he was beginning to take control of his body. Thirteen was just so… there, innocent and afraid of him. It was just so… sexy, he couldn’t resist any longer. His hand moved higher, feeling the curves of her body up extremely slowly until bumping into the bottom of her right breast. He heard her mewl almost inaudibly, asking for him to continue higher. She wanted him to touch her as he pleased, even if she didn’t know that what she wanted currently. In due time she would… she’d be begging for him to touch her. She’d be screaming his name soon. His hand cupped her breast, liking its size immediately. It fit into his hand perfectly and comfortably. Not to mention that unmistakable soft cry of ‘M-Mr… Eloton..’ that left the girls lips as she arched her back, pushing more into his hand. His touch may not have been all that pleasurable, but she knew it could be with the right movements and adjustments. Her boyfriend never seemed to touch her like that, or at least made her react like that. “Yes, Alli, what do you need?” He questioned tauntingly.
“Mr.. El-Elo-Elo-ton…” She breathed shakily, jumping as she felt his hand disappear from her chest and his cold hand touched her bare stomach. It moved quickly, sliding up her torso until once more cupping her breast over the bra. She gasped, feeling his thumb stroking the material over her nipple, making it harden immediately. The digit hooked onto the top of the low cut bra, pulling the material down until the little pebble of a nipple popped out, only further hardening as the semi-cool air bit at it. His thumb and index finger worked at teasing her, tugging, twisting, and brushing over her nipple. The other, forgotten hand slid down her stomach this time, unnoticed by the writhing girl that was silently begging for more. He wanted her to voice the need she felt, and he refused to stop until she did. Even if the car stopped, he’d continue. He was a determined man. While his left hand worked on her breast, his right hand slipped underneath the hem of her pants, pushing further until he found the soft curls that hid her nether regions. He felt Thirteen’s body freeze as he lightly tapped that one button, her entire body shuddering and a small mewl escaping her lips. She knew he felt how moist she had become due to his menstruations. She knew he felt how with each moment passing it became increasingly slick.
His hand slipped down further, the other still skillfully teasing her taunt nipple. With a single finger, he began to stroke above her lips, each stroke become harder and harder until he pushed past her lips and began stroking her fully, indeed feeling the wetness that dripped out of her throbbing pussy. It was throbbing in want… Not for her boyfriend like she had thought, but pleading for Mr. Eloton to sink his cock into her slick depths, to pound into her until he could no longer move.
And… You know what?
That’s exactly what he had planned…
Once she begged for it, that is.
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And there we have it!
Don't forget to review, loves! Whether it be flamers or compliments! Tell me what you think!
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