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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 13:44:59 GMT
Ferret shallowed, trying to moisten her now dry throat. Merlin's beard. This man was going to her her undoing. Confirmed.
The girl resisted moving to lean into him to have his finger touch her cheek. And her blush deepened ever so slightly as she felt, rather than saw, his eyes travel down her body. Taking a deep breath, she felt her heart rate slow. She needed to keep a clear mind. Remus wasn't him self.
She wanted to tease him about her blush but felt better of it. She didn't want to push this in a direction where Remus would regret it later.
Remus wasn't himself and she couldn't, wouldn't, take advantage of that.
Clearing her throat, she smiled, looking in the other direction and tucking more hair behind her ear; a nervous habit. "Has it?"
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 13:57:08 GMT
Taking a deep breath, Remus got a good whiff of the scent from earlier, and his suspicion was proved correct. Desire - she was indeed feeling it; aroused, turned on, call it what you wanted - hung ever thicker in the air beneath Ferret's usual aroma, and Remus felt an answering flare of pleasure deep in his gut. He had her where he wanted her - the hunt had been longer than he would have liked but now it was time to pounce.
He gave a wickedly sensual grin as he answered her question: "It has indeed." Without warning, Remus reached out to cup Ferret's arse, squeezing it roughly as he lifted her ever-so-slightly into the air and pulled her flush against him to settle on top of his lap, providing some much needed pressure and contact. Taking her mouth in a deep and bruising kiss, Remus smirked into the kiss, satisfied that he was now going to get to know Ferret as he so deeply desired.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 14:13:21 GMT
Ferret let out a squeak as she felt Remus grope her arse. "Remus! What-" She was cut off by another surpised squeak as Remus lifted her none to gently into his lap. She blushed and grabbed her shoulders to steady herself again.
"Remus, what-" She was cut off again but this time by her gasp at his demanding kiss. Desire spiked and she moaned, kissing him back. Wrapping arms around his neck, she pressed herself against him. She loved the feeling of strong male against her.
Her mind was fogged as she kissed Remus. The voice in her mind telling her this was wrong slowly got softer until it was nothing but a soft buzz. Arching her back as she kissed him, she pressed her chest firmly to his.
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 14:33:42 GMT
As Ferret gasped, Remus took the opening and slipped his tongue into her open mouth, further deepening the kiss demandingly. As the softness of Ferret's chest pressed against him, Remus felt an electric heat buzzing underneath the surface of his skin and erupting into pleasurable fire wherever their bodies were touching as he squeezed Ferret's bum and sucked her lip into his mouth, biting down on it gently.
Tugging on her arse, Remus hitched Ferret up higher on his lap, letting out a hiss of pleasure at the friction. Rolling over, he turned them round until Ferret was lying flat on his bed and he was crouched above her, bodies pressed firmly against each other and perfectly aligned.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 15:03:03 GMT
Ferret moaned and tightened her arms around Remus further as his tongue explored her mouth. She knew this wasn't like Remus, Remus wasn't this forward. And as much as she loved that about him, this was nice too. Feeling dominated and desired this much set her body burning.
Remus was a good kisser. That was one of the things Ferret quickly picked up on right away. And he still was at his normal great kisser-ness now. But the harsh tone of the kiss was so different to her that it set her aflame.
The girl moaned as Remus turned them so she was pinned beneath him. Her arms still around his neck, she let her nails sink into the back of his neck. Not hard, but enough for him to feel it.
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 15:14:03 GMT
Remus felt a surge of pride along with the rush of desire as Ferret moaned into his mouth. She'd been with a lot of people - she'd admitted as much, mostly girls but he thought a few boys - but right now he'd be willing to bet she didn't have so much as a thought in her head to spare for them.
The pleasurable sting of her nails digging into his neck broke his trance, and he smirked at the shag-worthy sight she made splayed out beneath him; panting, cheeks flushed, hair in disarray and with the smell of female lust hanging rich and heavy in the air around her. Breaking away from the kiss for a moment, he managed to pant out: "Looks like the little teasing Ferret's gone and got herself caught by the Big," He ground against her, desperate for more friction, "Bad Wolf."
Laving the sensitive skin of her neck with his tongue, Remus slowly and rhythmically ground against Ferret as he planted messy and open-mouthed kisses down the column of her neck before pausing at the juncture where her neck met shoulder, biting down slightly and sucking on the flesh to form a hickey.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 15:36:03 GMT
Ferret moaned as he kissed her and whimpered as he moved away. She didn't mean to, it just came out. Her breathing was just as ragged as his, if not more. His words made her blush
"I like my...oh...catch..." So great was her pleasure, she didn't here him correctly. She let out a soft moan as Remus ground against her. She shouldn't had but she did.
But it did send little warning bells in her head through her foggied mind though.
Ferret moaned but knew this wasn't right. Those warning bell grew louder in her mind. Using what little resistence she had left, she placed her hands on his hips and pushed him away slightly.
"Down boy," she whispered, opening her eyes to look at him.
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 15:45:32 GMT
Remus gave a whine of disappointment as Ferret moved their hips apart and took away that deliciously electric frisson of friction. Swallowing a frustrated growl, he kept his hips slightly elevated so as to avoid repeating his failure. He wasn't sure what had gone wrong - her scent was practically dripping with arousal and yet somehow she was refusing him. She only needed a little persuasion and no doubt her resistance would crumble and he could continue seeking further heights of pleasure.
Returning his lips to her neck, Remus nipped and sucked his way all over its most sensitive spots, trying to distract Ferret and he slowly shifted his hands from their position kneading her arse and slid them inside the bottom of her shirt. Using everything he'd learnt about the sweet spots of her torso the day he'd returned after Christmas Remus ran his hands up and around her sides and back, tracing and caressing all the delicately quivering muscles.
"You don't really want me to stop, do you?" With all the patience of a wolf stalking its prey, Remus began sliding Ferret's shirt up, exposing a strip of milky white flesh that caused his arousal to rise anew.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 15:53:54 GMT
Ferret held back a sigh of relief when he kept his hips away. Merlin, he was making this tough. Even tougher when he returned his lips to her neck. He knew where it felt best on her and focused mostly there. Her moans increased and soon began to amplify as his hands slid under her shirt and over her back and sides.
He began to talk. Focusing hard on his words, it took her a moment to process what he was saying. She wanted nothing more to say no, to let him take her and pleasure her as she knew he wanted.
But she had promised.
"As much as I want to say no," she panted. "And I really, really want to say now. I need to say yes."
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 16:04:21 GMT
Remus didn't bother this time to hide his disappointed growl. Unwilling to give up contact too soon, he slid his hands out from under Ferret's shirt as she'd asked but continued laying kisses down her neck. But the buzz was gone and the mood was ruined - the bubble was broken and his arousal was ebbing away.
With a frustrated sigh, he rolled off of Ferret and sat up on the side of the bed. Reaching for the plate of food she'd brought he quickly cast a Warming charm and dug into the meat on the plate; minute-steak, sausages, bacon and black pudding all serving to satisfy his craving for flesh as he began to gulp them down, channelling his disrupted craving for sex into hunger.
"If I can't have what I'm really craving," He let his eyes caress Ferret's body, lingering over her breasts and groin, "Then I guess food will have to do." Swallowing a last mouthful of bacon, Remus picked up a piece of buttered toast and began slowly taking small bites out of it.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 16:17:43 GMT
Ferret let out a soft sigh or relief. Damn, that was too close. Any longer and she would have said, to hell with it and let him have her. Thank Merlin he was a good listener, even now.
Sitting up, she fixed her shirt and hair, trying to get it somewhat back in order. It wasn't perfect but it was better. She blushed at his words but decided not to reply.
Her neck still tingled and decided to see if he had left any trophies. Leaning over him to reach the tray, she grabbed a spoon. She used the reflective surface to admire her neck and the many love bites there.
"On the bright side," she said, turned her neck to admire it more. "At least I can say you marked me now." She stuck her tonuge out at him cheerfully. What had happened happened, she wasn't going to let it run her day.
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 16:39:32 GMT
With a solid meal in his belly and his craving for meat satisfied for now, Remus was actually feeling quite good. It looked like Ferret had been right about him needing a meal. But now that he'd finished his meal and she was practically presenting her neck as she admired the love bites beginning to form, he felt his hunger for flesh return as desire began to pool again in the base of his spine, Ferret's scent on the air teasing him with how very close she'd come to succumbing.
As Ferret made her comment about marking, Remus smirked. "Oh but I wish I were nibbling on you instead of that toast. Leaving marks," He paused very deliberately, loading the next word with as much innuendo as he could manage to ensure his meaning was inescapable. "...everywhere." He looked her up and down, his eyes travelling slowly and lingering on her chest as he remembered the milky white colour of what little skin he'd seen and imagined what her breasts would look like marked to match her neck.
Muffling a moan, he jerked his eyes back up to her face in time to catch her sticking her tongue out and gave a sly wink. "Don't stick that out if you don't intend on using it."
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 16:56:11 GMT
Ferret felt herself blush a little but kept her face turned toward the spoon. She could feel his eyes on her again and worked to keep her own on the spoon. Hearing his moan didn't help her desire.
But she smirked. If he wanted to play, she would play. Smiling, continued to admire the bites in the spoon. She moved her hair with a purpose to let her scent spread.
"What if I intend to use it?" she asked, letting her fingers drift across the bites. She would wear them proud. Someone who desired her gave her these. She couldn't be happier.
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Post by remuslupin on Jun 4, 2012 17:06:33 GMT
As she tossed her hair and sent a fresh wave of her scent spreading across the room, Remus watched Ferret with hungry eyes while she continued to examine the bites using the spoon as a mirror. Something about her body language and scent told him that she wasn't feeling or planning anything as innocent as she looked right now.
The suspicion only grew stronger as she practically caressed her neck while making a suggestive comment that only caused the pool of desire in his groin to flare like dry lightning. Shifting back over the bed slightly towards her, Remus grinned at her: "Then I'd ask why you insisted on stopping us earlier?" Leaning in predatorially, he let his hands slowly begin creeping along the bed towards her bum.
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Post by talls on Jun 4, 2012 17:18:19 GMT
Ferret smirked. Oh, he took the bait like a starving trout to a worm. She tossed her hair over her shoulder to face him, turning her body to elongate herself. The slight arch in her back would allow him to see down her shirt if he was to look. She looked up at him through her eye lashes.
"Oh Remus." Her voice was almost a purr. "I never said on you." Leaning for the tray, she dipped her index finger in the jam. Slowly, letting the sweet sauce drip down her finger slightly, she let her tongue lick across her finger to gather to sweet food. She let out a soft hum of happiness, smiling widely.
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