She ended up kissing him desperately, like a young teenage girl did with her illicit lover and he pushed her more against him, his fingers moving to give her long, rewarding strokes. The way she gasped between his kisses, her eyes locked on him in a mindless haze of lust, her body responding so well to even the smallest touch it made him lick his own lips in desire and he went down, pushing his fingers into her, thrusting as a second reward making her fall against him.
“Siddgeir,” she begged and he growled.
“What?”
“P-Please!”
He nipped at her ear, purposely dragging his teeth over her lobe, biting down just enough to make her whimper. “No.”
She arched, aching, he could nearly feel it and he continued his movements smirking as she started panting. He started licking her ear knowing full well it would drive her crazy and it took barely a minute before she was riding him, her fingers barely moving against herself as she just let him dominate.
He would have actually done something about it but he figured he bothered her enough. She was allowed to get off and he did want to see her come as it amused him and he thrust his fingers in harder causing her to start begging even more.
“S-Siddgeir! Siddgeir… I… I need it! Please!”
“No,” he hissed, his fingers curling up a bit and she nearly thrashed.
“S-Siddgeir!”
He bit her neck causing her to tense, the friction making his cock stir again as she cried out and she bucked against him and he tried to hold her steady. She was losing it, he could feel it and he pulled out to tease her clit making her even worse. He left her neck, licking her jaw right back to her ear making her shake and he smirked before he started hissing against her.
“Beg, Thane,” he purred, going back to tease her entrance, spreading her before diving his fingers in again making her moan and he paused. “Beg for it!”
“My Jarl!” she was cut off by a cry coming from her throat and he smirked as he looked at her, his eyes moving over her body and how she was struggling. He dragged his other hand over her, making sure he stroked her breast causing her to shout before he growled again at her.
“Beg!”
“Please!” she choked out. “P-Please, Siddgeir! P-Please, p-please let me come!”
He smiled, thrusting in harder. “Why?”
She flushed. “I-I… I need it!”
“Do better than that,” he scoffed and she whimpered, thrusting down hoping to draw more of him in but he nearly withdrew on purpose making her groan in frustration. “Kjersti!”
“Please!” she begged again. “P-Please, please, please, please-!”
“Say my name!” he said, but he did it more out of control than want. He had to focus on fucking her with his fingers, feeling her insides, moving towards that spot he knew would take her over the edge and she panted harder her skin hot against his.
“Siddgeir! S-Siddgeir, Siddgeir please!” she cried. “Please, Siddgeir! Siddgeir! Siddgeir, please! Please! I need it, my Jarl! P-Please!”
He didn’t say anything, his brows fixing as he moved further into her and he curled his fingers up, searching when she bucked hard and shouted. He had to hold her down, slapping her hard on her backside to calm her but she was losing it, her head falling back and he sighed.
Whatever.
He stopped holding back and forced her legs apart more, fucking her roughly with his fingers, her damn fluids coating his palm but he didn’t care. She was thrashing against him, begging him to stop and never stop and other ridiculous nonsense when she tightened around him.
“Come on, girl,” he said quietly as if to himself. “Come on, come for me.”
“S-Siddgeir!” she choked out. “Siddgeir, I’m-! A-Ahh!”
“Come for me…” he hissed, focused on rubbing that spot, right where he knew she couldn’t take it and her legs began to shake. “Kjersti-!”
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timeasmymeasure
Chasing it Down [6/?]
Date: 2014-05-22 01:10 pm (UTC)“Siddgeir,” she begged and he growled.
“What?”
“P-Please!”
He nipped at her ear, purposely dragging his teeth over her lobe, biting down just enough to make her whimper. “No.”
She arched, aching, he could nearly feel it and he continued his movements smirking as she started panting. He started licking her ear knowing full well it would drive her crazy and it took barely a minute before she was riding him, her fingers barely moving against herself as she just let him dominate.
He would have actually done something about it but he figured he bothered her enough. She was allowed to get off and he did want to see her come as it amused him and he thrust his fingers in harder causing her to start begging even more.
“S-Siddgeir! Siddgeir… I… I need it! Please!”
“No,” he hissed, his fingers curling up a bit and she nearly thrashed.
“S-Siddgeir!”
He bit her neck causing her to tense, the friction making his cock stir again as she cried out and she bucked against him and he tried to hold her steady. She was losing it, he could feel it and he pulled out to tease her clit making her even worse. He left her neck, licking her jaw right back to her ear making her shake and he smirked before he started hissing against her.
“Beg, Thane,” he purred, going back to tease her entrance, spreading her before diving his fingers in again making her moan and he paused. “Beg for it!”
“My Jarl!” she was cut off by a cry coming from her throat and he smirked as he looked at her, his eyes moving over her body and how she was struggling. He dragged his other hand over her, making sure he stroked her breast causing her to shout before he growled again at her.
“Beg!”
“Please!” she choked out. “P-Please, Siddgeir! P-Please, p-please let me come!”
He smiled, thrusting in harder. “Why?”
She flushed. “I-I… I need it!”
“Do better than that,” he scoffed and she whimpered, thrusting down hoping to draw more of him in but he nearly withdrew on purpose making her groan in frustration. “Kjersti!”
“Please!” she begged again. “P-Please, please, please, please-!”
“Say my name!” he said, but he did it more out of control than want. He had to focus on fucking her with his fingers, feeling her insides, moving towards that spot he knew would take her over the edge and she panted harder her skin hot against his.
“Siddgeir! S-Siddgeir, Siddgeir please!” she cried. “Please, Siddgeir! Siddgeir! Siddgeir, please! Please! I need it, my Jarl! P-Please!”
He didn’t say anything, his brows fixing as he moved further into her and he curled his fingers up, searching when she bucked hard and shouted. He had to hold her down, slapping her hard on her backside to calm her but she was losing it, her head falling back and he sighed.
Whatever.
He stopped holding back and forced her legs apart more, fucking her roughly with his fingers, her damn fluids coating his palm but he didn’t care. She was thrashing against him, begging him to stop and never stop and other ridiculous nonsense when she tightened around him.
“Come on, girl,” he said quietly as if to himself. “Come on, come for me.”
“S-Siddgeir!” she choked out. “Siddgeir, I’m-! A-Ahh!”
“Come for me…” he hissed, focused on rubbing that spot, right where he knew she couldn’t take it and her legs began to shake. “Kjersti-!”