It was as if she sucked every tight muscle in his body. Her touch, her smell was an intoxication. He forced his eyes not to close, but eventually he wouldn't fight it anymore. His lips parted slightly, breathing in the pheremones that permiated off her body like perfume.
"Is that so?" He didn't really know that he'd stepped out of one web into another. ----------------
Lust smiled wickedly, "Uh huh..." those fingers slid lower and rubbed his bruised and broken side. Heat came from her hand like a soothing balm but only when it'd start to feel good did Lust's hand grab his side, digging her fingers into the bruise in a nearly crushing grip. ----------------
He bit down on his bottom lip at the sudden surge of pain, his own hands finally gripping her. When she probed what was tender, his own fingers dug into her sides. Feeling good didn't come without its twists with her. Despite it, there was an odd surge of pleasure, it made him foggy-headed. He wasn't losing his fight just yet. He dug his fingers in a little harder. ----------------
Lust moaned in delight when Theseus gripped her hard but when he dug in a bit too hard, Lust slammed the base of her palm into his ribs. No marking the Lust. She liked it rough but there was a fine line you had to learn with her, how to make it hurt without making it stain. But in Theseus' case.. mmm, she might be willing to make an exception. Maybe. Not yet. She had to see if he could handle it. She grinned as she pushed hard into his rib cage, wanting to hear him make noise, this silence thing was for pussies! She kept moving forward so he'd be forced to move backward till he'd slam into the wall. -----------------
The wind was knocked right out of his lungs, his ribs closing in like a cage. He could actually hear them crack this time, which made him groan painfully. The sadistic bitch was crazy, but his mental wires were all scrambled between Eros' love drunk arrows and Poseidon's heavy handed remprimand.
"That's a little tender, love," he said through gritted teeth and a howl, trying still to keep his composure. He was pretty close to ending up on the floor with the other guy. He couldn't let that happen. Unless his heart gave out first, and it was pumping pretty heavy. ___________________
Lust lowered her lashes and pressed her lips lusciously together, "Ooooooo..." now that was a sound she liked to hear. "Poor little dove..." she cooed against his lips when he complained and her hand against his ribs didn't move. Her lips were on his but it wasn't hard, it was soft, like the petals of a rose. Her kiss went deeper but still stayed soft and sweet, ambrosia couldn't taste better than Lust's mouth. But she knew what she was doing and if Theseus moved an inch, he'd be in pain just because of how he was pinned to the wall with her hand on his ribcage. _____________________
He was pinned tightly. Her grip wasn't Poseidon's, but the hurt it promised was was just as jarring. He breathed in when her lips touched, stunned again with the softness.
He stayed still, his body motionless, but he would indulge in that kiss.
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Date: 2013-02-21 04:14 pm (UTC)"Is that so?" He didn't really know that he'd stepped out of one web into another.
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Lust smiled wickedly, "Uh huh..." those fingers slid lower and rubbed his bruised and broken side. Heat came from her hand like a soothing balm but only when it'd start to feel good did Lust's hand grab his side, digging her fingers into the bruise in a nearly crushing grip.
----------------
He bit down on his bottom lip at the sudden surge of pain, his own hands finally gripping her. When she probed what was tender, his own fingers dug into her sides. Feeling good didn't come without its twists with her. Despite it, there was an odd surge of pleasure, it made him foggy-headed. He wasn't losing his fight just yet. He dug his fingers in a little harder.
----------------
Lust moaned in delight when Theseus gripped her hard but when he dug in a bit too hard, Lust slammed the base of her palm into his ribs. No marking the Lust. She liked it rough but there was a fine line you had to learn with her, how to make it hurt without making it stain. But in Theseus' case.. mmm, she might be willing to make an exception. Maybe. Not yet. She had to see if he could handle it. She grinned as she pushed hard into his rib cage, wanting to hear him make noise, this silence thing was for pussies! She kept moving forward so he'd be forced to move backward till he'd slam into the wall.
-----------------
The wind was knocked right out of his lungs, his ribs closing in like a cage. He could actually hear them crack this time, which made him groan painfully. The sadistic bitch was crazy, but his mental wires were all scrambled between Eros' love drunk arrows and Poseidon's heavy handed remprimand.
"That's a little tender, love," he said through gritted teeth and a howl, trying still to keep his composure. He was pretty close to ending up on the floor with the other guy. He couldn't let that happen. Unless his heart gave out first, and it was pumping pretty heavy.
___________________
Lust lowered her lashes and pressed her lips lusciously together, "Ooooooo..." now that was a sound she liked to hear. "Poor little dove..." she cooed against his lips when he complained and her hand against his ribs didn't move. Her lips were on his but it wasn't hard, it was soft, like the petals of a rose. Her kiss went deeper but still stayed soft and sweet, ambrosia couldn't taste better than Lust's mouth. But she knew what she was doing and if Theseus moved an inch, he'd be in pain just because of how he was pinned to the wall with her hand on his ribcage.
_____________________
He was pinned tightly. Her grip wasn't Poseidon's, but the hurt it promised was was just as jarring. He breathed in when her lips touched, stunned again with the softness.
He stayed still, his body motionless, but he would indulge in that kiss.