As far as Maureen was concerned, it was all of her own volition.... And if she was told otherwise, she'd call bullshit. That was, perhaps, what made it so dangerous for her. She eagerly accepted her reward, returning the kiss with fervor as sounds escaped the back of her throat. She couldn't help it, her hips pressed closer to Lara's hand as the woman still moved achingly slow at unzipping her pants. Was the zipper really that long? She should remind herself to get zipper-less pants next time.
Maureen's hand at Lara's hip was more than she could want.... And Lara wanted it, she knew it. Wanted her to touch her more... So she did. Her fingers skimmed over the woman's curves until resting on her ass, grabbing firmly, needily.
The zipper really wasn't that long, but to have undone it in an instant would have been too quick, and the anticipation, the teasing and the buildup of lust, was a far better thing, as far as Lara was concerned. She purred with approval as Maureen arched against her, and as the other woman gripped her, fingers clenching with need.
She smiled against Maureen's lips as she finished undoing the zipper, cool long fingers sliding around Maureen's hips, tugging the waistband away from skin. She gave the woman one last long lingering kiss then began sliding back down, her lips brushing warm and light against one covered breast as she pulled away, kissing her way down Maureen's body. If there had been any doubt as to her intention, they were washed away as her lips lingered along Maureen's now bared hip, her fingers tugging the tight leather pants lower as she caught Maureen's thong in her teeth, tugging them away as her breath brushed warm and gentle against heated flesh.
And still the Hunger whispered against her prey's mind. Playing the game. Pleasure can be yours, screaming release in moments, that knowing delicate tongue against heated flesh. But feel how empty your hands are without soft skin and warm hips to touch, to pull against you?
Maureen would argue, that the fact that the zipper was undone so slowly as torturous.... But Lara's smile into the kiss was just what she needed to assure her she was doing the right thing. She wiggled a little, helping Lara tug the pants down a little... Until the woman's lips trailed down.
The performance artist inhaled slightly as Lara's lips brushed over her still-covered breast, wishing that there hadn't been two layers of fabric in between the woman's lips and her skin.... But her wishes were answered as Lara's lips lingered on her hip and the tugging down of her pants and thong...
She wanted everything promised... She helped Lara tug down her pants and thong, eager to then help the other woman out of her clothes... Eager to feel her skin against hers... For everything.
Lust washed over her like warm water, sinking deep into the Hunger's endless void, the satisfaction of feeding pooling like liquid warmth in the pit of Lara's stomach. It was sweeter now, as Maureen yielded so completely to her touch, and Lara laughed in pleasure, her breath warm against the soft skin of Maureen's hip as her lips continued their torturous teasing.
She paused, her lips just above Maureen's slit, and looked up at the doe, her eyes gleaming with chrome silver light. "Mmm, I'm being selfish, aren't I?" she murmured, untangling herself from between Maureen's legs with fluid grace. She shifted her position until she was straddling Maureen's waist, her head still positioned between the other woman's legs with the promise of release on her lips, and guided Maureen's hands to tug up the knee length silk skirt she wore.
The Hunger barely needed to whisper its command to Maureen as Lara bent her head between Maureen's legs again, her tongue delving deep between Maureen's folds.
The teasing was driving Maureen mad, even with as much as she loved it. But when Lara asked if she was being selfish, Maureen couldn't even articulate a proper answer. Selfish was giving her all the pleasure she wanted? Maureen wasn't sure how... but she wasn't about to argue it. No, especially not with Lara suddenly twisting things around....
Maureen didn't need the guidance to push Lara's skirt out of the way... She pushed it up, admiring the view she was graced with: no undergarments really shouldn't have surprised her. She was only distracted by Lara finally tasting her.
Maureen gasped, a sound at the back of her throat. It was all the incentive she needed to arch up and press her lips chastely at Lara's slit at first, though it didn't last for long as her tongue longed for that taste.
The Hunger on her tongue delved deep into the other woman at the intimate contact, twining with the heady, vibrant lust that coursed through her veins. With every touch of Lara's lips and tongue against Maureen, the demon drew back into itself strength and life even as it skimmed along nerves and veins, sparking frenzied desire and heat in its wake, whispering pleasure against its prey's thoughts.
Lara purred in pleasure as she felt Maureen's lips against her, the sound low and sensual. She arched against Maureen in silent encouragement as her lips, tongue, and teeth played on the other woman's sensitive skin, heedless of the very public stage they were on. The satisfaction of feeding twined with the rising physical pleasure Maureen was stoking in a heady, delicious brew even as the Hunger fed, whispered against her prey.
The sounds leaving Maureen's lips only continued as Lara and the Hunger fed on her every squirm, easily driving her closer and closer to the edge. But with as much as she wants to pay attention only to her own pleasure, she's driven even more to pay more attention to Lara. That purr was enough to make her go on... as best she knew how and as best as she could, given the situation.
Maureen was, to say the least, very distracted. Her hands went to Lara's buttocks, intent on continuing what she was doing as long as she could, her fingers pressed into the other woman's skin.
The command, however, was all she needed to let go. Maureen's grip tightened as her muscles clenched and she let out a muffled gasp and cry against the other woman.
Maureen shuddered and cried out beneath her and the life that had been but a trickle of sweet desire washed over her like a torrent. The Hunger purred, and Lara laughed, the low throaty sound flowing seamlessly into a gasp of pure pleasure as the combination of feeding and Maureen's ministrations coaxed her over the edge.
Lara arched in pleasure against the other woman, prolonging the moment as long as possible, and kissed the soft skin of Maureen's thigh with satisfaction as pleasure faded and the touch of life against her skin faded from warmth to a cool shadow.
The sound of Lara's gasp was enough to keep Maureen going, as worn out from her own release as she was. It wasn't as though she could escape it, anyway, as Lara arched against her. Maureen eagerly lapped up what she could, a pleased hum at the back of her throat.
At the kiss on her thigh, the performance artist shivered noticeably. It was at that point that she decided it was okay to relax... to enjoy this feeling. "Mmmm... same with you, babe..."
The thrill of the other woman leaving her breathless was exactly what she needed, she hardly remembered that just several moments ago she had been freaking out over the set up for her protest.... And now, when the protest actually happens, the memories of what happened will be hard to escape. "Thanks for that.... I definitely needed it."
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Date: 2012-01-20 04:33 am (UTC)Maureen's hand at Lara's hip was more than she could want.... And Lara wanted it, she knew it. Wanted her to touch her more... So she did. Her fingers skimmed over the woman's curves until resting on her ass, grabbing firmly, needily.
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Date: 2012-01-22 03:09 am (UTC)She smiled against Maureen's lips as she finished undoing the zipper, cool long fingers sliding around Maureen's hips, tugging the waistband away from skin. She gave the woman one last long lingering kiss then began sliding back down, her lips brushing warm and light against one covered breast as she pulled away, kissing her way down Maureen's body. If there had been any doubt as to her intention, they were washed away as her lips lingered along Maureen's now bared hip, her fingers tugging the tight leather pants lower as she caught Maureen's thong in her teeth, tugging them away as her breath brushed warm and gentle against heated flesh.
And still the Hunger whispered against her prey's mind. Playing the game. Pleasure can be yours, screaming release in moments, that knowing delicate tongue against heated flesh. But feel how empty your hands are without soft skin and warm hips to touch, to pull against you?
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Date: 2012-01-23 02:51 am (UTC)The performance artist inhaled slightly as Lara's lips brushed over her still-covered breast, wishing that there hadn't been two layers of fabric in between the woman's lips and her skin.... But her wishes were answered as Lara's lips lingered on her hip and the tugging down of her pants and thong...
She wanted everything promised... She helped Lara tug down her pants and thong, eager to then help the other woman out of her clothes... Eager to feel her skin against hers... For everything.
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Date: 2012-01-25 03:11 am (UTC)She paused, her lips just above Maureen's slit, and looked up at the doe, her eyes gleaming with chrome silver light. "Mmm, I'm being selfish, aren't I?" she murmured, untangling herself from between Maureen's legs with fluid grace. She shifted her position until she was straddling Maureen's waist, her head still positioned between the other woman's legs with the promise of release on her lips, and guided Maureen's hands to tug up the knee length silk skirt she wore.
The Hunger barely needed to whisper its command to Maureen as Lara bent her head between Maureen's legs again, her tongue delving deep between Maureen's folds.
Taste.
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Date: 2012-01-25 05:46 am (UTC)Maureen didn't need the guidance to push Lara's skirt out of the way... She pushed it up, admiring the view she was graced with: no undergarments really shouldn't have surprised her. She was only distracted by Lara finally tasting her.
Maureen gasped, a sound at the back of her throat. It was all the incentive she needed to arch up and press her lips chastely at Lara's slit at first, though it didn't last for long as her tongue longed for that taste.
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Date: 2012-01-30 02:39 am (UTC)Lara purred in pleasure as she felt Maureen's lips against her, the sound low and sensual. She arched against Maureen in silent encouragement as her lips, tongue, and teeth played on the other woman's sensitive skin, heedless of the very public stage they were on. The satisfaction of feeding twined with the rising physical pleasure Maureen was stoking in a heady, delicious brew even as the Hunger fed, whispered against her prey.
Come for me, pet.
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Date: 2012-02-03 05:45 am (UTC)Maureen was, to say the least, very distracted. Her hands went to Lara's buttocks, intent on continuing what she was doing as long as she could, her fingers pressed into the other woman's skin.
The command, however, was all she needed to let go. Maureen's grip tightened as her muscles clenched and she let out a muffled gasp and cry against the other woman.
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Date: 2012-02-26 12:49 am (UTC)Lara arched in pleasure against the other woman, prolonging the moment as long as possible, and kissed the soft skin of Maureen's thigh with satisfaction as pleasure faded and the touch of life against her skin faded from warmth to a cool shadow.
"You are always such fun, pet."
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Date: 2012-02-28 04:36 am (UTC)At the kiss on her thigh, the performance artist shivered noticeably. It was at that point that she decided it was okay to relax... to enjoy this feeling. "Mmmm... same with you, babe..."
The thrill of the other woman leaving her breathless was exactly what she needed, she hardly remembered that just several moments ago she had been freaking out over the set up for her protest.... And now, when the protest actually happens, the memories of what happened will be hard to escape. "Thanks for that.... I definitely needed it."