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Wasteland (Hatter x Onnen)

Started by Onnen, November 06, 2011, 07:18:49 PM

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Onnen


Dallas wasn't about to just stop out of nowhere, no little did she know he wanted her just as badly. As soon as he was given "permission" he let go of everything holding him back, the war, the stress, the memories, everything disappeared and the only thing that existed was him and her in that bed, once again lips finding hers, tongue playing lightly with hers for a few moments before he'd kiss down her cheek and jawline to her neck, nuzzling softly into her and nibbling lightly on her neck. Hands slowly sliding themselves up her belly and to her vest, slowly sliding it upwards inch by inch, almost in a teasing manner until it slid over her breasts, waiting for a few moments simply admiring the view before getting rid of the clothing that blocked it, kissing freely now at the crook between her neck and exposed shoulder.


Sure he was going to leave a few little "love bites" here and there, nibbling somewhat on her flesh, but if she minded he was sure she'd tell him. He adjusted himself somewhat on the bed, as well as her until they laid flat dab on the center of it, one hand moving down her side to cup over her breast and the other moving down to rest at her hip, tugging at her pants to begin lowering them off of her as well. Breathe certainly picking up as well as his heart beat, which she could probably tell with her hand on his chest. Nuzzling his head down to her chest somewhat, kissing and giving a few teasing licks and suckles to her flesh before eventually his traveling lips would find their way back to hers, this kiss was more rough, pressing somewhat into it just to drive home the message that he wanted her....and he wanted her now.
You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

Lillith's body arched against his touches, her body already hot, mind clouding as she enjoyed the torturing slow pace he was taking. When his mouth found her neck a small moan escaped her, her hand grasping the back of his head as her own fell to the side to grant him the access he needed. Not once did she protest any of his nibbling, what did she care what marks he left behind? No one else was going to see her right away, and even if they did they wouldn't know he was responsible. They might assume that much, but she really did not care at the moment. All she could think about was how badly she wanted this.

Another moan escaped her as he grabbed her breast, chest arching against his hand, hips rising a bit to help him slid her pants off, carefully kicking free of them before her hands busied themselves with undoing his own. The second kiss was all she needed to know there was no backing out, kissing him back just as hard, just a feverishly as her hands tugged at his pants to push them off.

Onnen


Dallas continued pressing into the kisses, the pace starting from slow and carefully to almost feverish, moving himself a bit so she could get rid of those bothersome pants of hers, removing himself only to help her in her task of undoing his own, kicking them over to the side over the floor before crawling himself back on top of her, placing his lips to hers again and hand's exploring her body, gently sliding over her breasts once more, fingers teasing nipple and kneading her until they slipped down her stomach, slowly sliding themselves under whatever was left of her clothing and teasing her sex. Removing his lips from hers to return to kissing and nibbling like on her neck and the crook of her shoulder.


His fingers continued their delicate work, single finger slowly sliding it's way over her sex before his hands went to work removing the last obstacle in his way. Kissing lightly down the center of her neck and over her breasts, taking a moment for his tongue to tease lightly over nipple and suckle lightly before continuing his journey downwards, lips brushing lightly over her stomach and kissing down her hips, afterwords hands placing themselves on her hips, lifting her upwards slightly as he buried his mouth into her, humming softly and teasing sensitive folds with his mouth and lips, every so often blue eyes of his looking back up at her, gauging her reaction.


You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

Nothing felt better than when she finally got to feel his bare skin against hers. Lillith allowed her hands to explore him, hips rising to meet his hand at his teasing. If he continued, she would never be able to stop moaning. Pouting as his lips left her, she bit her lower lip as her head fell back against the bed, it was like pure ecstasy feeling his lips against her skin.

A shiver ran through her in anticipation as he only moved his kisses lower and lower. Hips bucking and a loud, long moan escaping her when his mouth buried into her, hands running over his hair, almost unsure of what she should do with them. Thinking was impossible, every movement had her moaning and squirming beneath him as her breathing grew heavier, body steadily working closer and closer to that wonderful release she desired so badly.

Onnen


He continued eating her out, her moans telling him all he needed to hear as he continued. Mouth working over her almost non stop, not giving up an inch, Hands still kept on her hips, sliding themselves a bit to back of her thighs before gently setting her back down, fingers tracing themselves over the inside of her thigh before resting themselves lightly over her stomach once more. When her fingers rolled over his hair he rolled his neck a bit off of instinct for the sensitive area just right there, goosebumps rolling over his skin and a shiver running up his spine, only fueling him further, the disturbance in his boxers becoming more obvious by the second.


He continued glancing up at her, coaxing her to release and push her over the edge. Hand sliding itself up her stomach and over her breasts, teasing at nipple again before sliding over her neck and finger tips rested lightly on the bottom of her jaw, she tasted amazing to him, and the warmth of her body felt like no other pleasure he could of thought of, moaning a bit into her, letting the vibrations do their work.
You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

Even though she couldn't think much, it was hard not to notice his reaction to her fingers in his hair, so she made an attempt to make sure to slowly roll her fingers around over his head. After moments up his relentless mouth and hands, her body froze up, back arching as a long moan escaped her while her orgasm washed over her. "Oh god Dallas..." Eyes rolling towards the back of her head slightly before her body finally collapsed against the bed.

Panting, her hands tried to lightly grab his face to pull him to her, her head turning to playfully nip at his fingers. While her body had been satisfied, as she slowly came down from her high, her body still ached for him. To have him above her, feel his skin pressed against hers.

Onnen


Dallas gave a small smile when he felt her body react and finally fall over the edge, fingers continuing to trace their way up her body as she arched her back, the candle light on her body making her look just like an angel. When he felt her hands beckoning him, he didn't resist, slowly sliding his way back up her body, once again lips lightly brushing over flesh of her stomach and her chest, pressing kisses roughly into her neck and jawline before meeting her lips in a long, drawn out rough lust filled kiss.


His hands left hers only for a moment to dispose of his boxers, rock hard length standing at full attention before his arms wrapped around her body, pulling her close to him as he began his kiss again, rolling just a bit to his side so their bodies met each other almost perfectly, molded into one another, wasting almost no time, tip of length teasing at her sex before he slowly pushed himself into her just a bit, waiting for her body to meet his before he slowly thrust him inch by inch into her, taking it slow and simply savoring the moment and feel of the two together as one before he began to rock into her steadily, even thrust bringing a light bump as the bed hit the wall it laid against, burying his head into the crook of her neck and letting a groan of ecstasy escape him, whispering her name lightly into her ear.
You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

Lillith smiled at the feel of his lips making their way up her body, knowing just how badly they both wanted it, yet how nice it felt to simply savor this for as long as they possibly could. When he finally kissed her, there was nothing chaste or nervous in her kiss back, she kissed him like he was the oxygen she needed to breathe.

Giggling slightly as they rolled, it quickly turned into a moan as he teased her. Hands sliding up his arms, over his shoulders and stopped to allow her finger to roll through his hair as she held him to her neck, body shuddering at the feel of his breath along her neck and the feel of him slowly but surely filling her. Finally he started thrusting, each one dragging out a moan from her, a mixture of his name with 'yes' over and over again.

Her hips rolled against his, he teeth grazing and nipping at his ear, pressing her body as close to him as she could, loving the feel of being trapped in each others arms.

Onnen


Dallas continued his rough but steady rocking, biting lightly at her neck as he gave forth a rough shove into her, each thrust he fully buried himself into her, holding her close to him. Every moan from her was like heaven to him, kissing back up her cheek to her lips before he simply stared into those beautiful green eyes of hers, hand moving to rest on her hip, gripping it and melting into her.


He varied the pace of the thrusts, one moment being rough and powerful, and then next, taking it a slow, almost lovers pace, each thrust filled with lust and desire. He'd hold a hand to the side of her head, brushing away a lock of her hair so he could see her face and afterwords place a gentle kiss 'pon her lips, before long he resumed his rough powerful thrusts into her, wrapping his arms around her body before pulling her upwards so she was straddling his lap, hands falling down her back and resting on delicate curves, gripping as he did with her hips and nuzzling into her neck, every moment drawing closer and closer to his own release, and his groans of pleasure would increase in volume and frequency.
You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

She couldn't decide which she liked more, the rough and powerful or the gentle, loving. Finally she decided it didn't matter, she enjoyed them both, it was such a lovely mix that it was hard for her to hold on, her second release so close. However she could tell by his own noises just how close he was getting as well, and she wanted to wait, to feel his own release at the same moment as her own. Her moans growing a bit louder anytime he paid her sensitive neck any attention.

As he pulled her into his lap, her lips found his again, devouring his mouth with her own as she rocked her hips against his, hands still holding his head gently, chest pressed against his own as she patiently but roughly, slowly, crashed her hips against his.

Onnen


He wanted to tell her how bad he wanted her, needed her, but his body probably spoke louder then his words ever could, timing the rocking of her hips with each thrust to be perfectly timed, as soon as she crashed her hips against his, he'd grip a bit more and crash right back into her, letting their bodies match each others Rhythm, each kiss that was received was given back with equal lust and hardness, once more burying his face into her neck and groaning loudly as he felt himself drawing closer and closer with each thrust to release.


His pace quickened and he'd press her down into his hips with more and more force each time, gripping lovely curves a little bit more each time until he felt himself get thrown over the edge, rather loud groan escaping from him as he pressed one more kiss into those soft lovely lips of hers, hands still gripped and holding her against him as he released, afterwords burying his face into her chest and falling back onto the bed so she was on top of him now, panting somewhat and eyes glazed over with lust, once more, his eyes locking onto hers.
You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.

mad hatters revenge

Lillith practically screamed his name when he finally released, triggering her own as she finnaly quit fighting and let her orgasm pull her into the depthes of esctasy, clinging to him as if it was the only thing keeping her on this planet. As his body fell back, she giggled, catching herself with her arms on either side of his head so she didn't crush him into her chest when they hit the bed. Her eyes simply looking back into his as she tried to catch her breath.

Hardly what she picture happening during this trip, but god was it wonderful, to actually feel alive again. Hell to feel anything good again. Smiling, she placed a gentle kiss on his forhead, one cheek, his addictive lips, the other cheek, and then trailed them down his neck. When she reached the curve between his neck and shoulder she burried her face there.

Letting her body relax on top of his, she took a slow, deep breath, letting his scent fill her and she let it out in a sigh of content. Her eyes slid shut, part of her wondering if she was suppose to say something, or just let herself fall asleep,a thought crossed her mind and she thought it was humorous, "That water was wonderful..." She mumbled teasingly against his skin with a s chuckle.

Onnen

"Tell me about it..." smirking somewhat at her comment and chuckling, part of him wanted to tel her to keep going as soon as her kisses trailed down his neck, but he kept silent, wrapping his arms around her, finger tips lightly tracing themselves over the center of her back and up to the back of her neck, kissing the top of her forehead and running a hand lightly through her hair as she rested on top of him. Part of him never wanted it to end, to just have her there with him for the rest of time, away from that hell that was outside the doors of the shack, to have her lovely naked form against him there, free hand still traveling over her body, fingers curling over each soft curve before finally resting on her lower back.



Whether or not she read his thoughts or not, didn't much matter to him, he was content, happy, and that boulder that he felt on his shoulder suddenly weighed A LOT less. Holding her form to his he closed his eyes and rested his head against the bed, hand still lightly running through her hair, finger tips occasionally grazing against the back of her neck or her cheek. 24 hours ago he had a gun to her head ready to pull the trigger, now here he was, laying naked in bed with her holding her tight. Maybe everything would work out after all...

You got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God...and I absolutely hate the Fucker.