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Post by Legion on Aug 13, 2012 1:26:17 GMT -6
Legion's desire matching hers perfectly, rising in time with hers. It was amazing really. The feeling of connection between the two on a level that was so much greater then just being on the physical level. Literally feeling her need inside of himself, in his body, something that couldn't quite be explained not only because it just wasn't of this world, but because Legion wasn't sure if he could explain it himself. All he knew and was able to express with absolute certainty was how perfect she seemed to fit in his arms. How good it felt to hold her. It was perfect.
He shivered lightly at the touch of her soft fingers tracing along his chest, relishing her touches. Hearing her soft voice he shrugged at her question, a questioning frown crossing his face. He honestly didn't know. That wasn't a memory he had. Making him question his existence a bit. All he really knew of himself was that even though he was a timeless being he was an infant in the timeline of these mortals. Though he had to wonder what she meant. They being the Doctors? Had there been existence before consciousness? Yes, there had to be at least that's was logic seemed to dictate. There were also other considerations too. Sure, he was a timeless being, but that didn't mean that he was omniscent. There was a lack of knowledge. He knew, or could know a great many things. And he did know a great many things, he could feel it, but not everything. But he had all the time in the world to figure that out.
"What's wrong?" Legion asked curiously, concern every so lightly outlining his tone. His eyes saw hers, looking at his neck, at something that was there, to his knowledge. This only increased his curiosity about the things pertaining him. Being a new, relatively, being there were bound to be things that the older ones knew, but he was unsure of what was going on. Feelings of uncertainty and hesitancy about his existence increasing. But those feelings and thoughts were quickly extinguished as her eyes once again met his, feeling that love within her gaze and her touch, his love for her returning and increasing.
A smile found its way to his lips before he leaned in to kiss her. When their lips touched Legion felt that surge of emotion coming from her, and felt that gasp on his lips. That jolt running though him as well, causing him to moan softly at the feel of her gasp on his lips. This kiss was absolutely everything he thought it could be, more even. He felt all the emotions coming from her, reflected back by him. That love, that passion and that desire all welling up inside of him. A soft sigh given as he felt her tongue brush past his lips, feeling that whimper, feeling her desire and loving it. Loving that he could do this to her, make her feel this way, and loving how that made him feel. Legion shivered softly at the feel of her hand sliding up his chest, moaning as she shifted in his lap closer to him.
Legion's only response was to give into her desire, to pleasure his angel, free hand firmly grasping her ass to pull her closer to him, to feel her firm ass in his hand. His hand in her hair he used to pull her deeper into that kiss as his tongue brushed past her lips, to find and softly caress her tongue, love and desire clear in his kiss...
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Post by Azura on Aug 13, 2012 6:45:27 GMT -6
She shook her head lightly as he asked what was wrong, not willing to spill forth any information that would make him question who he was, at least not yet. A little reassuring smile given to him in order to wash away any doubts that she might have created as she pulled back to look at him.
Then, he had kissed her and all thoughts and worries had ceased in that moment. A little sigh given as the kiss was deepened, her tongue sliding forth to brush against his own as she shivered and felt his hand grasp her ass, pulling her into him all the more. Softly she moaned, a reflex response to the way his hand felt upon her, to the way it felt to have him pulling her so tightly against him.
She loved it, loved being with him and loved the way that he could make her feel. That only he could make her feel. She had longed for his touch ever since she first woke up that day, ever since she made her way to his room and saw him there, lost in his darkness. She desired him beyond all reason and needed him just as badly. Her small hand moving to brush along his chest, tracing once more over the areas where those scars had been and feeling nothing but the smooth softness of his flesh.
Perhaps it was just her way of thinking, but in her mind the scars were a symbol of who he had been and the way he was now, that was him now....her demon...her Legion. The thought driving her to press further into him, shifting a bit more within his lap as she lifted her free hand and slid it back within his hair, allowing fingers to lace through it softly, to pull him in to deepen the kiss all the more. This, this she could do. This she could handle. Though there was that ever present uncertainty of what to do should things progress beyond this. However, even as those thoughts entered her mind, her desire and need for him quickly washed them away. No, she had to have him, had to be with him...it was the only thing that made sense in this world...the only thing that was right.
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Post by Legion on Aug 15, 2012 5:03:48 GMT -6
Something was wrong. Legion wasn't exactly sure what it was but there was something going on here that he was being kept in the dark about. Although with that reassuring smile of hers, all the uncertainties that plagued his mind were washed away in an instant, the doubts gone from him mind as he looked into her beautiful hazel eyes before kissing her. The deepening of that kiss and the feel of her tongue sliding against his own drawing forth a soft moan, as his tongue moved to circle hers. Pulling her tighter to him out of a need for more closeness he shivered at her moaning into that kiss, loving that he could make her feel that way and knowing without a doubt that only he could do so.
There is was again, that connection between the two of them. That connection that ran so wonderfully deep, far more then just emotionally or physically, but spiritually as well. He had felt it the moment he had saw her chained up to that table, knowing that she was his and his alone. His perfect little angel. And he had known that he was hers and hers alone. Her demon. It was something that Legion couldn't explain but he needed her light. He needed her goodness, to be more then a demon, and he knew that she needed his darkness, to be more then an angel. Somewhat of a spiritual quandary for those being supposedly above humanity. Whatever, it wasn't something to debate now.
He shivered a bit as her felt her hand on his bare chest, fingers tracing over his flesh. Moaning softly into that kiss as she pressed further into him and her hand found its way into his hair. Feeling her pull him deeper into the kiss Legion would pull her into him more, deepening the kiss as well. Feeling nothing but at peace in this moment. Feeling like this was what was right, no knowing that this was right. Him and Her. The thought of that causing him to lay her down gently on her back, shifting his weight on top of her. Hand on her as shifting to her hip as he pulled her into him, slowly and methodically rocking his hips down into her...
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Post by Azura on Aug 15, 2012 7:36:08 GMT -6
As he shifted her to lay back, his hands moving to grip her hips she gasped softly. She wasn't used to this, and though it was what she wanted deep down, what she needed from her demon, from him....she could not deny that it was still frightening and new to her. However, as his hips rocked slowly down upon her own, it was impossible not to acknowledge how good it felt, a soft moan once more leaving her lips and being muffled into his own.
Lightly, a shiver ran down her spine, feeling the cold floor against her spine, feeling the heat of his body as it weighed down atop her. Slowly, with a bit of hesitation, her hand would continue its path along his chest while the other moved to delicately trace along his side. It was so hard not to savor the feel of his flesh beneath her fingertips, to revel in how utterly amazing it felt. She had never really been this close with a man before, save for him the first day they had met, it was new to her, exciting and at the same time rather scary...but she did not stop. That connection they shared driving her to explore more of him, to crave more of him...
Stil, as her desire grew and her heart continued to race within her chest, she would feel that hesitation that had been there last time once again trying to resurface. Breaking away from the kiss, she laid back within the tangled mess of her fiery locks, looking up at him with hazel eyes so full of innocence and purity. A soft bite applied to her lower lip, uncertainty in those beautiful eyes. "Am...Am I the one who is in your mind and in your heart?"
She spoke up in a tone that edged on a whimper, though she spoke just the same. She wanted him, she wanted this...to be with him and to feel their connection completed, fulfilled...to be with him in a way she had never been with any other man nor ever would be. But she had to know that his mind and heart belonged to her in this moment and nobody else. She had to know that in this instant, as she laid with him, that she was not sharing him with another. Perhaps it was something that he nor anyone else could understand, but it was important to Azura. She had to know that if she was going to willingly surrender her purity and her virtue to him, that he loved her in this moment and only her because never did she want to look back upon this with any sort of regret or sorrow.
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Post by Legion on Aug 17, 2012 2:06:00 GMT -6
As Legion lay her down on the floor he felt her nervousness. Knowing that she was a pure being he knew that this was the first time she had done any of this. Her fright and uncertainty were understandable. But Legion also knew that she wanted this. That deep down, she wanted and more the that needed this. As he slowly rocked his hips down into her he felt her moan muffled against his lips. He knew how good this felt for her, as well as him, drawing a quiet moan from him as well.
Legion shivered a bit as her hand ran along his chest and side, savoring the feeling of those soft little fingers on his flesh, loving every second of it, of this. Savoring the taste of her lips, of her the feel of his hand in her hair, of his hand on her hip, his hand on her hip slowly beginning to slide up her side. He loved this feeling, of being with her, pressed up so close into her, knowing that she was his angel and he was her demon. Legion was excited but in a different way. While he couldn't remember any other time where he had had sex before it came to him naturally. It just made sense and fit. But what intrigued, puzzled and ultimately excited him was with how good this felt, how right it felt.
As she pulled away Legion felt her hesitation and gave her a questioning glance. Not one that was offended that she was stopping, because he could never hurt her, but one of concern and confusion. He had thought everything had been going great. But as she asked that question, innocence and purity in her eyes Legion couldn't help but smile softly as he gently brushed her hair back behind her ears. Looking into those beautiful eyes he'd smile softly as he quietly replied, "Only you my angel."
And that was the truth. A few hours ago? Then that wouldn't be the case. But for now, she was the only one on his mind. The only one that he loved and wanted to be with, needed to be with so desperately. That thought ringing for all of eternity. It was a no brainer really. The love he felt for her, the connection. It was simple. In this moment he was her and only hers, no thoughts of anyone else. So a soft smile on his face he'd lean down and kiss her softly yet passionately on the lips...
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Post by Azura on Aug 20, 2012 20:12:20 GMT -6
She saw that questioning look that he held within his eyes, and she honestly felt bad for having stopped just then. Yet she had to know...she had to know that it was not like the first time, when the thoughts of another haunted the corners of his mind. She had to know that he was with her, in this manner, because this was exactly where he wanted to be.
Watching that smile began to curl upon his lips, she would continue to look up at him, nervousness increasing as she worried over the answer that was to leave his lips. But then he spoke and whatever doubt, whatever hesitation she had felt melted away. She didn't have to search his eyes for truth, because she knew that what he spoke was just that....able to tell if a lie left his lips. So, instead, she would close her eyes and slowly tilt her head into his touch, sighing softly as a smile crept upon her own beautiful lips moments before he again captured them with his own.
That kiss so passionate, so longing....It was met with her own intensity and desire...trembling as his hand continued to grip her hip so tightly. For so long she had imaged what it would be like to be with a man, to be with the one that loved her, that she meant to spend the rest of her life with. Never had she honestly believed it would be this intense, this real...yet with the moment upon her, nothing had ever, or could ever feel more right.
Softly, she would allow another moan to roll past her lips, muffling against his own as she slowly slid her tongue along his own...caressing it and circling it slowly and passionately. A soft gasp as his hand began to travel up her side...savoring the strength in his touch...the rough texture of his hands. She knew, without having to see it first hand, what those hands were capable of...of the destruction that they could bring upon those before him. She knew the death the could wring from his victims...Yet when he touched her...his touch was gentle, careful.....thoughtful...however still holding that hint of possessiveness that was matched within her own gentle touch...within her own emotions.
He was her's...Her demon...Her Legion. He belonged to her and in this moment, only to her. The thought exciting her, driving her to kiss him more passionately, more deeply....Her own hand falling to his hip and gripping tightly as she slowly and gently pulled him down into her once more. Just wanting to feel him against her once more.
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Post by Legion on Aug 23, 2012 18:16:20 GMT -6
Legion sighed in pleasure as he felt the last of her hesitation melt away, making the moment all the more beautiful. There was no where else that he'd rather be, then with her at this moment, doing this. Their connection making this all the more special, making it feel all the more amazing. While this was the first time that Legion had done this, it also wasn't. He didn't think on that though, the motions just came. He only assumed that it was because he was a demon that he knew, though no real thought on that were really in his mind except for her.
As he kissed her again he felt the passion, the intensity. From both of them. Amazing really wasn't enough to describe it. The love she had for him and he for her was so visceral that in this moment he felt that anyone could feel it if they were here, not just them. Legion shivered softly at her moan, loving that he could draw those sounds from her. Moaning for her as her tongue caressed and circled his. His tongue pinning hers and caressing it, love and hunger in his touch. Needing this now, sighing softly as she pulled him down into her.
He could only imagine himself ever being with her, so glad that she was his, his little angel. Loving that it would stay that way, forever. She was his angel and he was her demon. That was the way things were and he couldn't be happier because of it. Loving her touch, loving touching her, kissing her, tasting her, it was all perfect. She was perfect, in his eyes anyways. Though he didn't think that anyone else would be able to find any flaw in her either.
Feeling her hands on him, kissing him passionately and deeply, he returned all of those emotions, pressing down into her further, his kiss deepening and his hand sliding back down her side, fingers grasping the side of her skirt, tugging at it slightly, pulling it away before...
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Post by Azura on Sept 3, 2012 10:14:14 GMT -6
Hesitation gone, but that uncertainty remained. Not of him, not of this moment but of herself. She had never been this far with a man before, she had never exposed her body to another, allowed another to touch her in the most intimate of ways...and though she longed for this beyond anything else in the moment, she was fearful that she would not be able to give to him everything which he desired.
How could she? She knew nothing of what she was doing, and her biggest fear was that she would fail him as a lover.
The thought causing her to trembles softly as his lips continued to press so firmly and fiercely to her own. God how she wanted this, wanted more, needed more. Yet even as her own desires welled to the surface, even as her lust and passion grew, at the front of her mind was one thing, and one thing only. Her desire to ensure that his ever need was met. That his ever urge, both physical, and primal was given to him, through her. She was not seeking her own pleasure, her own gratification. She sought to be, what in her mind, and through all her readings, she believed to be the epitome of a good lover...the one that met his needs before her own.
Reluctantly, she would break away from that kiss, panting softly, her perfect pink lips darkened from the pressure of the kiss, from the ferocity in which he had been doing such. Those hazel eyes looking up at him, no fear or doubt, like there had been before. No hesitation, even as his hand began to slide upward, pulling her dress along with it. A gentle gasp, feeling the rough, heated texture of his hand as it made contact with her soft, silken thigh.
Her heart seized within her chest, her fingers gripping him so very tightly as to avoid trembling, and that look she gave one of pure, untainted love and affection. Yet, after a moment, her small hand released his hip and would move upward, fingers trembling as they did so, and pulling back her fiery red locks from her neck, exposing it to him. That vein throbbing just beneath her flesh, blood racing as her heart continued to pound wildly within her chest. "I know that they have deprived you, my demon...Please, take what you will of me." A soft nod of reassurance.
She was no fool, she knew that his demon craved...no...needed blood. It was a central part of his being. She was sometimes privy to the images of his mind, mere flashes, but all stained with the crimson of blood which ran over everything he touched. She knew also he did not wish to hurt her, so that was why she would smile softly, offering her reassurance as she brushed her opposite hand along his cheek, caressing his jawline and ever so slightly urging him toward her.
"Do not worry about me love, I wish to give you everything that you need, no matter the cost." Her head lifting for a moment she would delicately brush her nose against his own before tilting her head so that she could whisper softly against his ear. "I trust you, and I wish to give you all of me." The symbol behind what she was offering just as significant to her, as his need for blood was to him.
One more, her head would lay back upon the floor red hair pooling about her as she would turn her head, exposing her neck freely to him, without hesitation or second thought. She was his, and he was her's. For how long she could not be certain, but in this moment, there was no doubt. She needed to give this to him, knowing all too well how it would sooth the beast within.
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Post by Legion on Sept 3, 2012 11:02:36 GMT -6
Amazing, plain and simple was the best way to describe it. To describe the feel of her silken soft skin on his hands. It just felt, so, right. She felt so perfect in his touch. Legion felt like her lips were made specifically for him in mind. She may of had her uncertainties of herself, but he didn't. He didn't have any doubts that she would be anything but an amazing lover. Experienced? That didn't matter to him, she did. As long as he was with her, making love with her, there was no possible way that she could fail him. That was more then just the way that he saw it. It was the truth. As long as it was with her, it was more then enough.
As their kiss continued and he continued to feel her silk soft thigh his desire for her only grew, further and further. However, with her, he wasn't a selfish lover. Her presence took away the bad in him. Made him more, human, more whole. While she was focused on making sure that his every need was met, so was he. He wanted her to enjoy this every bit as much as he was. He wanted his angel to feel truly special and admired and to him, how he could do that was to give her what she wanted. Sure he wanted his needs fulfilled, but he felt hers should be as well.
As she broke away from that kiss, Legion smiled at that gasp of her, happy he could make her feel that, glad that only he could, that demon still inside him. Sighing softly as she gripped him tightly and his fingers grasped her dress slowly pulling it down. When that had came up, to brush her hair back as she tilted her neck, he tilted his head softly. He knew what she meant. She meant to offer him her blood. There was that desire deep down. That need for the blood of others. But he didn't want to take from her, no, he didn't want to hurt his precious angel. Though as her hand brushed his cheek he'd smile softly at her reassurance.
As she spoke again, her nose brushing against his own he'd smile, a slight shake of his head. Wanting her to know that yes, he was a demon, but she was his angel. And what he wanted, was to treat her as such. Shivering lightly as she moved to whisper in his ear, he smiled softly. As she lay her head back down he would nuzzle into her softly, inhaling the scent, nose in her neck as he moved his head up slightly. Hand letting go of her dress, brushing up between her legs slowly, gently, as he whispered in her ear, "I wish to give you what you want, my angel, no matter what the cost to me."
Sure, there was some repeating what she said to him, but he meant it, which was why he repeated it, to emphasize it.
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Post by Azura on Sept 5, 2012 11:08:54 GMT -6
She trembled as she felt his hand release her dress and begin to travel upward between her legs. Softly, her lower lip was captured between her teeth, nibbled upon slightly. Her eyes, fixated upon him, unable to remain open as he leaned in and nuzzled gently into her neck. She loved the feeling of him there, loved the warmth of his hands, the rough texture of his fingers as they ran along her thigh. Once more she would moan, instinctively rocking her body up into his.
When he spoke, she would look up to him once more, her head tilting as that soft, loving gaze once more crossed her eyes, a little smile given and her hand moving to caress his cheek. "Then allow me to give you what you need..." Purring the words forth in that soft, angelic tone as her opposite hand would rise and move to her neck, a single nail pressed against her flesh until the slight stab of pain was felt indicating that she had broken the skin. Slowly she would drag her nail along her flesh, cutting open a small portion of her neck and feeling the warmth of her blood as it spilled free across her delicate flesh.
Tilting her head a bit more, her hand would move from his cheek to the back of his head, pulling him down into her as she again rocked herself into his touch and released a gentle little moan of pleasure and longing. The pain of the cut was nothing, not when she knew that the pleasure of filling his needs would be so great. Softly her fingers would caress through his hair, urging him closer to her, already able to catch the slightest hint of her blood upon the air.
It was different than that of a normal person, there was no tinge of copper in her blood, there was no generic, scent that one was accustomed to when they thought of blood. Instead, there was a sweetness to it, the scent almost aromatic in nature. The taste...heavenly. She herself had never tasted, though she knew other experiments had.....a few even becoming addicted and seeking to take it from her. None of which had ever succeeded. No...she had killed them all before they ever got a chance, yet here and now she was offering herself to him...not a doubt in her mind that this was what she wanted to do. "Trust me...it will help contain your urges." Not sure how she knew that, but knowing that it was true.
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Post by Legion on Sept 6, 2012 8:03:10 GMT -6
Legion would give a soft growl as she rocked her body up into his, into his touch pressing his had down and rocking into her slowly in return. Loving the feel of her body against his and the feel of her soft flesh against his hands. Feeling as if she was made specifically for him, not being able to imagine wanting anyone else. Speaking softly, he told her he would forgo his needs if it was for her. Then as she looked at him, that love in her eyes as she caressed his cheek, smiling as she purred those words. Loving to hear her say that, to hear her giving herself up to him. At the same time though, that didn't diminish what he felt for her, his willingness to suffer for her sake. A slight hiss given as she cut herself, feeling his blood flowing too. Not hissing out of anger, but rather, to him this was pleasurable in it's own right, the pain.
Sigh softly as her hand slide to the back of his head, in his hair he would smile lightly as she urged him forward. Feeling it now. What she really did need was to fulfill his needs. By allowing her to do that, her needs were fulfilled. As she drew him in close he smelled her blood, noting how much different it was, then everyone else's. Her's smelling sweet. Nuzzling into that blood, inhaling the scent slowly, savoring it loving it. As she spoke he knew what she said to be true, but he just wasn't sure how. But he loved it, the idea, and knew that deep down, he needed it.
So slowly he began to lap up her blood. Savoring the taste, tasting like nothing he'd ever had before. None of that metallic taste, but rather as if it were from heaven itself, no other real way to describe it. Letting it roll down his throat, feeling every little drop, tasting every bit. The blood itself having a calming effect as time went on. Slowly savoring every last bit before slowly pulling back, blood covering his mouth as he grinned, "You taste like none else, my angel"
Looking over her beautiful form again as her blood dribbled down his chin before slowly leaning down to kiss her again, deepening the kiss slowly and methodically, tongue pressing past her lips to find hers and caress it softly, but passionately...
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Post by Azura on Sept 6, 2012 22:32:36 GMT -6
She could not help but gasp as she felt his mouth close around the wound upon her neck, her eyes closing as she tilted her head to the side to allow him more room to drink, fingers curling tightly within his hair as she did so. Softly, she would moan, unable to deny the feeling she got from him doing this. It was something so simple and yet so intoxicating and pleasurable in its own right. Just feeling those feelings that it stirred within him, sensing his pleasure, and knowing that his needs were being filled by her...in a way no other truly could match.
Once more she found her hips rocking upward, pressing herself against him and aching to feel more. He was amazing, every single muscle, every single bit of his flesh. It was like nothing she had ever felt, more than she ever could have imagined. He had changed since she first met him, having grown some, his muscles becoming more defined, his body expanding to suit the demon that now lived within, and in such...she could not help but think that now...truly...he was her's. He was not the man he had been, he was not Patrick, husband to Kazumi.
No, he was her demon. Forever, til the end of their existence. Her's and her's alone.
As he pulled back, hazel eyes would meet his own, looking at him with a love so pure and deep that it was hard to imagine her never having loved him this way. Sure, when they were apart, she was able to think more clearly, to see the flaws in this...but like this...with him now...she could not. Any other time, the blood would have set her stomach on edge,would have caused her to shy away, but on him...it was almost intoxicating.
Before she knew it, his lips were mashed against her own, his tongue forcing its way past her lips and causing her to shudder softly, tasting herself upon his lips and gasping softly. She had never tasted of blood, especially not her own, and though she was not sure what to make of it, the feelings inside him that made him crave it, made her tongue snake across his lips, tasting it, allowing it to roll down her throat.
Once more, that electric feeling that sparked between them when they touched, fired to life. Only this time it was stronger, surging through her entire body and into his as well, making her arch up into him and gasp rather loudly in pleasure against his lips. Her fingers running over his chest, down his side she would pull him into her, her body rocking against his as she offered just the smallest hint of a whimper. Begging for him to touch her, to give her what she needed so badly in this moment......which was him.
Eventually she would break away from the kiss, panting softly against his lips as she nuzzled her nose against his own, her blood now staining her lips and bits of it smeared against her pale, delicate flesh. "P..Please..." A soft whisper, all she could manage at the moment, her hands holding him as if her life depended on it....knowing that nothing else on this planet mattered right now other than being with him. Other than making love....to him. She wasn't sure if she would ever feel this way again, feel this certain about what she was doing...but that didn't matter. All that mattered was right here, and right now.
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Post by Legion on Sept 7, 2012 19:23:18 GMT -6
As Legion's lips wrapped around that wound on her neck, tongue lapping down that blood he heard her moan, felt her pleasure. That in turn further increasing his own. Only with her could he feel this, did he even want or care so much about anyone's pleasure but his own. And so in that sense, this was really a cumulative act, making it otherworldly in it's own right. In that they fed off of each other's pleasure increasing the feeling more and more, to a point that was really unimaginable of even graspable by anyone else.
Legion would moan softly into her wound as he felt her hips rocking up into him, firmly rocking his own down in between her legs. Slow, methodical, and almost teasingly, though his desire was clearly evident in his touch. His desire only for her, his own angel. That match made in heaven, hard to believe that this was chance, only knowing it to be fate, destiny if you will. That they would be together, forever and to the end of time itself.
As he pulled back he couldn't help but smile at her look towards him, returning one of his own. Feeling her love in that look, far more then words could ever say really. The words "I love you" not adequately describing what she was feeling towards him, what he was feeling towards her. Lingering as he looked down on her with another smile before leaning down and kissing her, causing her to taste herself on his lips. There was a slight curiosity to how she would react, knowing that it wouldn't be revulsion, but still. Legion knew that Azura was pure, and that was one of the reasons that he loved her but with his fucked up sense of what was pure or not, he wasn't quite so sure how she'd react.
His answer though, came in the form of that gasp from her, feeling her tongue brushing across his lips, tasting herself on him. Knowing that her desire came from his. As the blood rolled down her throat he felt that spark in her feeling that surge through her, sending that fire of passion and pleasure through him as well. Feeling her gasp against his lips, to which at that feel he did that same, and her arch up into him, shivering softly as her hands ran across his body. Feeling her rock against him and whimper, knowing that she was begging for his touch, and who was he to deny her?
A hand going to her thigh, shifting her ever so gently beneath him, though his grip was firm as he then slid that hand underneath her soft yet firm ass, sighing in pleasure at the feel. His other hand placed on her side, hand brushing up her soft skin, over top that last article of clothing on her torso, feeling her... curves. Unable to deny his desire and love for her, every last bit of her. Feeling her break away from that kiss only to beg him some more, nuzzling his nose back against hers, knowing her desire was his desire. That in this moment, nothing else mattered. Hand sliding up from her ass, both sets of fingers hooking around that tattered piece of clothing, not sure if it could be called a gown at this point, slowly sliding it up, over her head as he looked down on her, pressing his chest against hers and his lips barely against hers,
"Anything for you, my angel..."
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