The day had been exceptionally long, or
perhaps the lack of excitement had made it that way. The night, as most nights
do, brought with it a new feeling, a longing for adventure. And just as many
nights before, Vixa returned home to find Raziel out on the terrace. He sat
comfortably, feet propped up on the railing, balancing and rocking his chair
lightly back and forth. Despite the chill of the night, he sat out in the cold
in nothing more than a black pair of thin pants (astonishing enough). A cloud
of smoke was blown into the cool air, curling against the light breeze and
finally disappearing. Sometimes she wondered –why- even bothered to smoke those
things. Not like they had any of the expected effects on him.
Raziel hadn’t noticed her presence yet, or if
he had simply hadn’t acknowledged it yet. He leaned his head back against the
chair, loose strands of ebony spilling down to hang freely against the wooden
surface. Was he teasing her? Luring her out in some sort of mischievous way? She
was compelled to slip outside, however. The long dark crimson skirt she wore
whispered softly with her every step, a matching shirt hung loosely from her
shoulders revealing the very top of those also crimson wings forced upon her
not too long ago.
She moved towards him quietly, curiously and
only then did he glance up. A tiny smirk touched his lips as he looked to her.
Vixa knew that look and knew better than to simply ignore it. Usually that was
when things got… interesting.
“A little cold to be out here like this,
don’t you think?” She asked quietly, returning the smirk. Unlike she expected
there was no playful response. She gasped quietly as cool digits wrapped
themselves around her wrist, pulling her down forcefully. This was a change of
pace. She fell onto his lap, probably as planned, and blinked. Liquid blues
watched him curiously, with a sudden interest. But before she could even
question, fingers curled under her chin, pulling her closer and into a kiss.
She returned the gesture without the slightest
of complaints. This was indeed a change of pace, something that she so many
times longed for and very rarely got. Fingers fell lightly to his biceps, razor
sharp claws threatening cool flesh. His own arms wrapped themselves around her
slender waist, hands slipping beneath the material of her shirt to press
against her bareback.
He kissed her eagerly with a sudden fit of
hungry passion. After a moment, kisses were directed down her throat and neck.
She exhaled quietly, tilting her head back to allow him more room. Her shirt
was slowly slid from her shoulders, but not allowed to fall completely just
yet. Kisses touched the side of her neck and shoulder. She shuddered softly
under this treatment, unaware of the movement back inside the room.
Tamriel knocked lightly and when he got no
response, allowed himself inside not in the least prepared for what he would
find. He glanced around the room, finding it empty. Only when his gaze scanned
briefly over the terrace doors did he stop for a moment. He blinked and hastily
turned to leave but unluckily stumbled onto a chair, knocking it over.
Vixa gasped and glanced up to see a now
mildly uncomfortable Tamriel. The Felinian blinked at her and held up his
hands.
“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt…
anything. I’ll just go now.” He stuttered and turned to leave.
“Stop him…” A whisper tickled her ear. Vixa
wasn’t sure if she had heard correctly. She glanced down at Raziel, who only
grinned slyly and immediately understood. But did she understand correctly?
Last time they had experimented with Tam, it was her who got the most pleasure
out of it. She had even enjoyed that more than with Alexis. Obviously Raziel
didn’t seem to mind the idea much and simply wanted to have some fun.
“Tamriel?” She called after the Felinian
before he got a chance to escape. He paused halfway out of the room but did not
glance back. “Come here…” She said quietly, a smirk touching her own lips.
Tam wasn’t sure whether to listen or simply
slip away while he had the chance. The latter seemed out of the question,
however and so he turned to slowly walk out onto the terrace. He looked from
one to the other curiously.
“You don’t have to leave, it’s alright.” Said
Raziel, glancing up at the timid Felinian. “Was there anything you wanted?”
“No… not it’s alright, I can come back later
or something.”
Raz sighed quietly, why was it that it was
always him who had to break the shyness out of everyone around here? Not like
it was a tough job, in fact he actually enjoyed it greatly.
“It’s really not important…” Insisted Tam,
not wanting to interrupt anything further.
Vixa, meanwhile, sat comfortably on her
lover’s lap. Her knees on either side of him. Hands lingered lightly on his
arms as she glanced between the two. It was strange that he was the one trying
to convince Tam to stay. These sorts of things were usually her ideas, and most
of the time needed some convincing before she managed to get her way.
This was different, though. And as she
watched, Raziel reached out just as he had done earlier. Fingers twisted into
the material of the bridge of the Felinian’s pants, forcing him to step
forward. It all happened in the matter of seconds, leaving Vixa once again
staring stunned at what she saw.
Tamriel had fallen forward; a hand fell to
the back of the chair, the other to the armrest in order to stop himself from
falling over the two. But it was too late, and before he had the time to
straighten himself up he was taken by surprise and held there with an inviting
kiss. He was hesitant at first, but then gradually gave in until it was him
whom leaned forward to close the distance between them and returned the gesture
eagerly.
Once again, Vixa was left wondering what to
do. She knew that he was obviously not against this whole “experimentation”
phase of hers, but to be so willing even when she had not even thrown the idea
into the air?
If this didn’t strip Tamriel of his
nervousness, then what would? That kiss had lasted a little longer than any of
them had probably expected. Neither seemed to be willing to break it but it was
Tam who did so. He pulled back after a moment and blinked quietly in mild
surprise. Raziel only arced a brow, coolly returning the gaze.
Mischievous greens turned to glance at the
staring Vixa. He had to stifle a chuckle; her expression was much too amusing.
He glanced down, following the trail of his own finger as it slid over her
shoulder, pushing the crimson shirt from silky flesh. The shirt then fell in a
bundle around her waist, and before she was able to protest, he simply
unbuttoned it and let it drop to the floor. Tiny shivers ravished her exposed
skin. She exhaled softly, gazing into those swirling liquid greens.
This was starting to look like the start of a
very interesting night. All timidity forgotten, Tamriel reached out, brushing a
clawed finger down her cheek. Vixa exhaled quietly; warm breath curling in the
crisp night air and disintegrating before her eyes. It looked like the Felinian
was going to stay after all.
Raz slipped his arms around her waist,
holding onto her as he slowly stood. Lips brushed her ear softly, playfully but
the sensuality behind such a simple gesture was simply unbelievable. She
shuddered softly against him.
“Inside…” He whispered softly, seductively
almost. A tone she had very rarely heard him use. Fingers pushed golden brown
strands from her face and brushed softly over her lips. Seconds later, he
glanced to Tamriel. Digits brushed over the back of his neck, lips brushed over
his ear. A soft breath drove tiny shivers down his spine. The two gladly
welcomed the invitation and moved towards the terrace doors and inside.
Raziel stepped inside after then and shut the
doors behind him. In the moment it had taken him to do such a simple thing,
Tamriel had taken the opportunity to seize Vixa with a kiss. She happily
obliged. Fingers adventured over the soft curves of her breasts, toying,
exploring, and basking in the sweet pleasure of the moment. Her own hands had
fallen to his shoulders, claws slightly pressing against soft flesh but not
forceful enough to break the skin. Not yet, at east. This was nothing more than
unjustified mad passion, and yet none of them seemed to have any complaints, on
the contrary seemed very willing to give into the sinful pleasures of it.
Tamriel shuddered slightly as a cool hand
fell to his shoulder, but didn’t break the kiss. In fact, as a second hand was
pressed to his middle, he deepened the kiss instinctively. Playful kisses
touched the side of his neck, then ear; tongue was torturously flicked against
his earlobe. Just when the Felinian thought the teasing torture had come to an
end, he gasped sharply against Vixa’s lips. Raziel had slid mischievous fingers
past the bridge of his pants, brushing against his obvious arousal.
To say that this surprised Vixa bold move was
an understatement. The kiss had been broken by the gasp and she blinked as
Tamriel fell back helplessly against Raziel. Both were evidently oblivious to
her shocked expression. She would question later, there was no time for that
now. Surprising her further, Raz simply ceased his sensual administrations –
much to Tam’s demise. The Felinian shuddered and looked to her pleadingly. She
idly wondered if that’s how she looked like when denied much wanted pleasure
and stifled a chuckle. Raz was indeed an awful tease and this time was no
exception.
He slipped around from behind Tam and went to
Vix instead. She watched silently, longingly. He closed the distance between
them with what could’ve been a kiss at first, but even that he denied her. Lips
brushed against hers, tongue flicking playfully against luscious crimson. She
whimpered quietly; her too had now sunk to poor Tam’s desperate pleading.
Fingers slid down her front to brush tauntingly between her legs but not much
more.
He slipped away from the two, heading towards
the bed. An open invitation. Surprisingly enough, Tam was the first to follow
and Vixa trailed along moments later.
Raziel had sat casually on the edge of the
mattress, watching the two as they slowly approached. To his own surprise, the
Felinian immediately sunk to his knees before him. He blinked quietly then
glanced up at Vixa who too was shocked, but starting to get used to the
surprises. She crawled onto the bed beside him, but was forcefully pulled over
him. Meanwhile, Tamriel had already started working on slipping Raz’s pants off
and to the floor. The latter gasped softly and pulled Vixa closer. He then fell
back onto the mattress, fingers immediately working on slipping her skirt off.
She shivered softly as the cool air assaulted her flesh. He motioned her closer
and she obeyed, crawling over him. Hands fell to the back of her thighs and
pulled her over him so that he was able to place a kiss to the inside of her
thigh.
She exhaled sharply and leaned her head back,
eyes drifting shut. Before she received her anticipated pleasure, however, she
felt him shudder beneath her and knew that Tamriel had begun his own
administrations. The Felinian brushed his tongue over the length of him,
teasing him and taunting him just like he had been. After a moment, he finally
took him past his lips, pleasuring him forcefully.
Raziel let out a shaky breath, which only
motivated him further. Lips were pressed to Vixa’s inner thigh; a tiny nip
ravished the tender flesh there. She cried out softly. After so long, one would
think she’d get used to that. Tongue then slid over her, encircling her clit
slowly, tasting the bitter sweetness of her arousal. It was kind of hard to
concentrate on two things at once, but he seemed to be succeeded just nicely.
As if coordinated, claws dug lightly at his
flesh: first into his thighs, and then biceps. Tamriel seemed to be highly
determined upon his own task to even notice the few crimson droplets that slid
down his fingers. Not like Raz had any complaints, quite on the contrary. He
brushed his tongue over her slit then slid it within her, only to hear her
sharp gasp then resumed his (also determined) administrations.
It didn’t take her long under this treatment
to shudder almost violently in a pleasurable climax. Her back arced slightly,
head tilted back as her final soft cry of pleasure escaped her lips. After the
moment was over, she crawled off him, falling to the mattress in sweet
exhaustion.
Now able to concentrate more on his own
pleasure, Raziel trembled steadily under the treatment. Tamriel didn’t have to
keep it up much longer as only moments later, Raz shook powerfully in climax.
An ever-silent cry escaped his lips and then he fell limply against the
mattress. The Felinian only smirked slyly as if he had just accomplished a
major victory. Perhaps he had.
Although, his pleasure had not come and
luckily Vixa who had recovered only seconds ago met his gaze longingly. Raziel
forgotten for the moment, Tam crawled onto the bed and immediately over her.
Vixa gasped quietly as she felt his arousal between her legs. The night wasn’t
quite over yet.
His pants were hastily pulled off and
discarded over to the side along with all the rest. No time was wasted between
getting the annoying article of clothing off and immediately taking her. Her
arms slid around him, hands resting against his back tightly as he slipped
within her. She shuddered and cried out softly against him. Her lips were met
in a passionate, hungry kiss. She returned it fully and wrapped her legs loosely
around him, pulling him deeper with every thrust.
Oh, this was wrong but felt so sinfully good!
Off to the side, Raziel had recovered and shifted slightly to glance over at
the two in mild amusement. As if their pleasure wasn’t enough, Raz lend a helping
hand. Literally. Fingers brushed over Vixa’s side and then front, making her
shiver. Digits then slid down Tam’s front and curled around the base of him,
heightening both Vix’s and Tam’s own pleasure. The Felinian cried out softly
with nearly every thrust.
With the extra “help” it didn’t take long at
all for either of them to reach climax. Vixa was first, shaking violently
against him in her second powerful climax of the night. After this, she didn’t
know if she would even be able to do much else other than lay there. Tamriel
quickly proceeded, but once again managed the common sense to withdraw from her
before climax. Last thing they needed was a pregnancy. He shuddered and bit his
lip against a cry of pleasure. Moments later both just lay on the mattress,
gasping for air.
Raziel eyed one then the other and hid a grin
as he muttered playfully, “Wimps.” Vixa, being closest, looked at him and
weakly swatted at him but missed horribly. He chuckled quietly and slid closer
to lie beside her. On the other side of her, Tamriel still fought to calm his
breathing. He’d have to leave eventually… but not now, it took way too much
effort to move right now. He simply turned onto his side, facing Vix and
exhaled quietly.
Raz slid an arm around her waist, holding her
loosely so that Tam wouldn’t feel too left out now. She turned onto her side,
her back pressed against his chest. Her hand fell over his own against her
middle. She exchanged one last glance with Tam (as well as a smirk) before
allowing her eyes to drift shut. Raz placed a soft kiss to her shoulder then
glanced past her at the Felinian. No words were exchanged, none were needed but
Tam could read that gaze perfectly. Next time don’t pretend you want to
leave…