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Re: Innocent DB/Hadvar - "Useless" 3e/?
Date: 2016-07-30 05:45 am (UTC)As soon as her back was to him he shifted his hands, raising one and dropping the other, and his lips were on her neck again. Abigail would have laughed if she hadn't been so caught by his movements. Did he want to go inside or not? His raised arm encircled her, holding one of her breasts firmly and the other hand pulled at her hips, pulling her pelvis back as he rubbed between her thighs through her dress. She moaned as he massaged her with both tantilisingly-positioned hands, and she dropped the key. It fell to the pathway with a tinkle.
This made them both laugh, though Hadvar's laugh came out as a heavy huff of breath on her neck.
"Now look what you've done," he mock scolded.
"What I've done?" the laughter had stalled the fog of passion long enough for Abigail to scold him back, and she removed his hands from her sensitive regions and stepped down back onto the path, reaching over to grab the key.
"Let's try that again?" she held the key up, raising an eyebrow at him. "Step aside, Officer."
He bowed fancifully and stepped aside. "As you command."
She gave him a sideways look as she stepped forward warily, then turned away from him to turn the key in the lock. "Do you know the penalty for making fun of a superior officer in these times, Officer Had-ahhh!"
Her legs were swept out from under her as Hadvar lifted her up in a single swoop and cradled her, an arm each under her knees and supporting her back.
She looped her arms around his neck, and let herself be carried inside. Once through the door, Hadvar settled her feet back on the floor, and turned to close the door and secure the latch.
Abigail watched his movements in the darkness in silence as her eyes adjusted, and when he turned back to her, asked in a small, almost baffled voice, "What was that for? The carrying?"
Hadvar smiled as he stepped up, trailing both his hands carefully down her temples, along her cheeks, resting on her jaw, tilting her head upwards gently, as though finding her in the dark. "Oh, just an old Nord tradition," he whispered, smiling, leaning down.
Abigail wanted to ask more, but the question dissolved as he captured her lips. She didn't need any urging from his hands, still cupping her jaw, his warm fingertips leaving a tingling sensation on her cheekbones. Without realising they'd been moving backwards, Abigail came to rest against the closed door. Hadvar chose that moment to press his pelvis forward, and Abigail felt the heated throb of his erection against her leg. She moaned appreciatively into the kiss, moving one of her hands down to again caress what she'd only had a brief touch of before, though still through the confines of his trousers. He echoed with his own appreciative sound, and ground forward again, pressing her into the door more firmly this time but breaking free of the kiss.
"You have a lovely house," he said, rushed, mumbling, and Abigail managed a laugh before he moved his lips to her neck, and the laughter turned straight back into another appreciative moan, nearly turning into a cry as she bit her lip when he nipped down onto her earlobe and drew it back through his teeth. As payback she dipped her hand down, into his trousers, and took what she could hold of him, pulsing her hand down him once. This caused him to falter his onslaught on her neck and Abigail smiled over his shoulder, at a small win. Divines knew he'd had the upper hand all night already. "We should move out of the doorway, and start a fire..."
Hadvar sighed raggedly, but nodded, reluctantly stepping back, as Abi withdrew her hand from his trousers. She could just make out his face in the darkness, though his eyes were hooded and dark, and she wanted to see them at that moment, see what he was conveying with them. Abigail stepped forward, trailing her hand down his arm as she passed him, and cast magelight in front of her, into the room.