Post by Damon on Nov 7, 2011 20:15:46 GMT -5
Adara:
My hazel eyes surveyed the cabin, searching. Our clothes were strewn all over the floor, my thong strung over the bedpost .Having found what I was looking for I plucked it up and presently slid this sad excuse of underwear on. Conner watched me with a dazed look, a foolish smile playing on his lips. I smiled back and blew a kiss, all the while hunting for the rest of my attire. As I hooked on my own bra and pulled on my lacy shirt, not a word was spoken. The material clung nicely to my figure.
The deed was done, I had yet another, erm companion. Now it was time for me to split. Of course, Conner had wanted me to stay- they all did- but I refused and after a few words he silenced his complaints and just laid there naked, a sheet to cover his body. Pursing my perfect lip’s I placed my hands on my perfect hips, gazing at my pants, all ribbons and cloth. I shrugged and went into the trunk in front of Conner's bed, rummaging through it searching for bottoms with a little less hassle.
"Hope you don't mind" I said in a silky voice. "But I'm borrowing some clothes." Without waiting for his response, I slid the dark plaid boxers I had just pulled out, on. It was more out of politeness then anything -me asking if he minded. I could have just taken them and told him I was and he would have no objections. That is just how it was- when you were marked you catered to my every whim and need, anything to please me.
Fully clothed I grabbed my golden stilettos, holding them with my fingers by the straps, along with the remains of my pants .I checked the bathroom mirror and smiled with satisfaction. Even after having 'wild' sex my makeup was perfect, no hair overly out of place.
"Well like I said I gotta go, darling.” I winked "It's been fun. See ya' around" I blew another kiss and went out the door.
“Oh!” The startle sound came from my lips a hand flying to my breast, as my eyes looked upward into those of a brilliant blue. Black he was dressed in head to toe, his hair the same glossy shade. Damon. . Perfect timing this boy has, I might add, coming here right after I just finished screwing his boyfriend. In my head, I let out a laugh at how my little play was unfolding.
“Sorry” He said in a voice that sounded guilty and crushed. My lips curled into a grin.
“Its fine Hun just surprised me. No harm done.” He made no response. My, my, was he handsome. I thought. When I had first seen the two boys fighting I had noticed this dark boy’s beauty, but my attention was not directed at him. Now that it was, I began to contemplate whether I should make him mine as well… No. One of them needed to remember the other for this chaos to leak out. Shame I didn’t choose him. Oh well.
“Excuse me.” He spoke again trying to push pass me. I let him go but not before asking,
“Who are you looking for?”
He paused for a moment before answering. “Conner.”
“Oh well you may want to wait a few minutes, he’s a little…...indecent.” A knowing smile danced on my face.
“What are you talking…?” Damon began cutting off as his gaze roamed my body. “Hey, aren’t those Connor’s boxers?” Confusion and hurt began to form in those glorious eyes.
“Maybe” I quickly turned on my heel, walking away from him. A devious grin found my lips.
Damon:
He began to call out to the girl but stopped himself. He could have been mistaken. The boxer’s couldn’t have been Conner’s. However, she hadn’t said they weren’t….Besides even if they were it didn't mean anything happened. She could have gotten her pants dirty and Conner being him, let her wear his bottoms. Then why would he be indecent?
It was this kind of thinking that had made them get in a fight in the first place.
Shaking his head he knocked on the cabin door then entered.
My hazel eyes surveyed the cabin, searching. Our clothes were strewn all over the floor, my thong strung over the bedpost .Having found what I was looking for I plucked it up and presently slid this sad excuse of underwear on. Conner watched me with a dazed look, a foolish smile playing on his lips. I smiled back and blew a kiss, all the while hunting for the rest of my attire. As I hooked on my own bra and pulled on my lacy shirt, not a word was spoken. The material clung nicely to my figure.
The deed was done, I had yet another, erm companion. Now it was time for me to split. Of course, Conner had wanted me to stay- they all did- but I refused and after a few words he silenced his complaints and just laid there naked, a sheet to cover his body. Pursing my perfect lip’s I placed my hands on my perfect hips, gazing at my pants, all ribbons and cloth. I shrugged and went into the trunk in front of Conner's bed, rummaging through it searching for bottoms with a little less hassle.
"Hope you don't mind" I said in a silky voice. "But I'm borrowing some clothes." Without waiting for his response, I slid the dark plaid boxers I had just pulled out, on. It was more out of politeness then anything -me asking if he minded. I could have just taken them and told him I was and he would have no objections. That is just how it was- when you were marked you catered to my every whim and need, anything to please me.
Fully clothed I grabbed my golden stilettos, holding them with my fingers by the straps, along with the remains of my pants .I checked the bathroom mirror and smiled with satisfaction. Even after having 'wild' sex my makeup was perfect, no hair overly out of place.
"Well like I said I gotta go, darling.” I winked "It's been fun. See ya' around" I blew another kiss and went out the door.
“Oh!” The startle sound came from my lips a hand flying to my breast, as my eyes looked upward into those of a brilliant blue. Black he was dressed in head to toe, his hair the same glossy shade. Damon. . Perfect timing this boy has, I might add, coming here right after I just finished screwing his boyfriend. In my head, I let out a laugh at how my little play was unfolding.
“Sorry” He said in a voice that sounded guilty and crushed. My lips curled into a grin.
“Its fine Hun just surprised me. No harm done.” He made no response. My, my, was he handsome. I thought. When I had first seen the two boys fighting I had noticed this dark boy’s beauty, but my attention was not directed at him. Now that it was, I began to contemplate whether I should make him mine as well… No. One of them needed to remember the other for this chaos to leak out. Shame I didn’t choose him. Oh well.
“Excuse me.” He spoke again trying to push pass me. I let him go but not before asking,
“Who are you looking for?”
He paused for a moment before answering. “Conner.”
“Oh well you may want to wait a few minutes, he’s a little…...indecent.” A knowing smile danced on my face.
“What are you talking…?” Damon began cutting off as his gaze roamed my body. “Hey, aren’t those Connor’s boxers?” Confusion and hurt began to form in those glorious eyes.
“Maybe” I quickly turned on my heel, walking away from him. A devious grin found my lips.
Damon:
He began to call out to the girl but stopped himself. He could have been mistaken. The boxer’s couldn’t have been Conner’s. However, she hadn’t said they weren’t….Besides even if they were it didn't mean anything happened. She could have gotten her pants dirty and Conner being him, let her wear his bottoms. Then why would he be indecent?
It was this kind of thinking that had made them get in a fight in the first place.
Shaking his head he knocked on the cabin door then entered.
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