Lust broke the kiss, her eyes slit that showed the green underneath, "Good boy.." she whispered. Her tongue ran over the wound that had been bleeding at the side of his mouth earlier, her lips kissing every little cut and bruise all the way down his neck. The marks on his neck were of great interest to her and she looked at them as if she was an academic scholar.
Her lips left his skin and she looked like a kid that was about to get released to play with something they'd been waiting for as her free hand massaged his collarbone soothingly before inching up. Her fingers slowly fell in place over the existing marks on his neck where he'd been grabbed. _____________________
She had pulled away before he was ready, wincing as she grazed the marks left by Poseidon. He flinched under her fingers. She was either intrigued by their mark or who left them.
"Planning to sharpen those nails of yours?" ____________________
Lust smiled a little, "They're sharp enough." her fingers stroked his neck, her other hand keeping him in place. "Who's handiwork is this?" she asked as if she was inquiring about the craftsmanship on a beautiful antique and not the chokehold on Theseus' neck. ____________________
He lined his teeth with his tongue, not impressed the switch in her attention. "My father's." His tone was bored with the conversation. "I didn't come here to talk about him." ____________________
Lust laughed right in his face, "Daddy did this? That's precious." her hand on his ribcage moved down, thrusting right past the waistband of his pants and splaying over his junk, using that now to pin him against the wall. "Mmm.. why not? He sounds like fun." her other hand wasn't leaving his neck though. ____________________
"He's not really," Theseus forced a grin, his breath catching in his throat as one of her hands explored an even more tender area than his bruises. He wasn't afraid, but her calm exterior meant she could pull him down with one jerk of that hand. "Watch it now, love, don't want to end up empty-handed tonight. You already lost one visitor," to his handiwork. __________________
Lust's hand down below moved ever so slowly, the tips of her fingers curled in slowly so the slightest hint of her nails could be felt, more like a gentle warning.. no, let's call it a promise of what she could do. "Looking at what he's done I'd say he's my kinda guy. I'd love to play with him."
Her hand wrapped around his throat, her grip clenching his neck tight on the same marks Poseidon left. She laughed, "Mmmmm.. what makes you think I can't get someone new with just a snap.." her mouth moved to his ear, "..of my fingers." she bit his ear hard enough to send a shock of pain but it'd be dulled by the lack of oxygen that he was getting.
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Date: 2013-02-21 04:18 pm (UTC)Her lips left his skin and she looked like a kid that was about to get released to play with something they'd been waiting for as her free hand massaged his collarbone soothingly before inching up. Her fingers slowly fell in place over the existing marks on his neck where he'd been grabbed.
_____________________
She had pulled away before he was ready, wincing as she grazed the marks left by Poseidon. He flinched under her fingers. She was either intrigued by their mark or who left them.
"Planning to sharpen those nails of yours?"
____________________
Lust smiled a little, "They're sharp enough." her fingers stroked his neck, her other hand keeping him in place. "Who's handiwork is this?" she asked as if she was inquiring about the craftsmanship on a beautiful antique and not the chokehold on Theseus' neck.
____________________
He lined his teeth with his tongue, not impressed the switch in her attention. "My father's." His tone was bored with the conversation. "I didn't come here to talk about him."
____________________
Lust laughed right in his face, "Daddy did this? That's precious." her hand on his ribcage moved down, thrusting right past the waistband of his pants and splaying over his junk, using that now to pin him against the wall. "Mmm.. why not? He sounds like fun." her other hand wasn't leaving his neck though.
____________________
"He's not really," Theseus forced a grin, his breath catching in his throat as one of her hands explored an even more tender area than his bruises. He wasn't afraid, but her calm exterior meant she could pull him down with one jerk of that hand. "Watch it now, love, don't want to end up empty-handed tonight. You already lost one visitor," to his handiwork.
__________________
Lust's hand down below moved ever so slowly, the tips of her fingers curled in slowly so the slightest hint of her nails could be felt, more like a gentle warning.. no, let's call it a promise of what she could do. "Looking at what he's done I'd say he's my kinda guy. I'd love to play with him."
Her hand wrapped around his throat, her grip clenching his neck tight on the same marks Poseidon left. She laughed, "Mmmmm.. what makes you think I can't get someone new with just a snap.." her mouth moved to his ear, "..of my fingers." she bit his ear hard enough to send a shock of pain but it'd be dulled by the lack of oxygen that he was getting.