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190. 10/11... Early Valentines: Locke & Vaieh MATURE CONTENT

by lovelovekitty on Wed Apr 23, 2008 11:01 pm Very Late at Night...

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Locke: *sits in his chair, still steaming from his fight with Vaieh earlier and about her having to leave*

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Vaieh: *walks into the living room, wearing a familiar lace kimono, hesitating for a moment as she sees Locke in such a bad mood*

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Vaieh: *walks over to Locke silently* ........
Locke: *growls* What the hell do you want?

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Vaieh: *in an unprecedented move, kneels at Locke's feet, looking up at him*

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Vaieh: Next week is Valentine's Day.....

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Locke: *growling* Don't remind me....

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Vaieh: *lowers her head in submission* So I'm here to... *grinds out, reluctantly, as if it is hard for her* serve you... master...

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Locke: *can hardly contain his pleasure as he hears her say this, petting her hair* What... what's this?? Dare I hop you just said what I think you did?
Vaieh: *tries very hard not to growl at him* Yes.... master...

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Locke: *lifts Vaieh's chin up* Your submission for this night is a very fine present to give me indeed Vaieh..
Vaieh: *turns a little red but remains silent* .........

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Locke: *puts his finger to where the lace kimono is fastened together with a pin* Take this off.... *removes the pin swiftly, letting the lace fall open*

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Locke: *reaches down, cupping her full breast, his thumb running over her nipple* Very nice... I like to see what is mine.
Vaieh: *presses her lips tightly together, trying to say silent though her body heats at his touch*

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Locke: *puts his hands back on the arms of his chair, expectantly* ..... well?
Vaieh: *nods, knowing what he is asking for* Yes... master....

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Vaieh: *slowly unfasten's Locke's pants with one hand*

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Vaieh: *lowers her mouth over Locke's arousal, moving somewhat hesistantly over it*
Locke: *puts his hand into her hair, guiding her movements, helping her to gain confidence*

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Locke: Ahhh... good girl.
Vaieh: *moves more confidently, her hand grasping him at the base and her mouth working the rest of him*

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Locke: *grasps her upper arms suddenly* Enough.
Vaieh: *pulls back looking surprised*

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Locke: *pulls her swiftly into his lap, his hands adjusting to the angle of her hips and sliding into her, leting out soft moan*
Vaieh: *has a short intake of breath as she feels him suddently enter her, her arms wrapping around his neck*

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Locke: *commands her, his hand grasping her hips firmly* Move...
Vaieh: *whimpers, starting to grind her hips upon him*

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Locke: *continues to guide her hips with his hands, whispering* Good girl... very good girl...
Vaieh: *pants a little, her strong thighs tightening as she continues her rocking motion on him*

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Vaieh: *leans down, kissing Locke passionately*
Locke: *gives her a small kiss back before snarling* No! I did not give you permission to kiss me! You will learn to ask permission for these things!!

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Locke: *pushes Vaieh's kimono off of one of her arms, taking her forearm and pinning it harshly to the arm of his chair* Move faster!!

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Vaieh: Ahh!! *feels her arms pinned to the chair and begins to move faster on him, her breasts bouncing slightly as she does so*

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Vaieh: *begins to cry out louder as she feels the pleasure building within her, Locke's groans also filling her ears as her body pulses with her release, crying out his name* LOCKE!!

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Locke: *growls low as Vaieh release around him, pulling the rest of her kimono off her body, feeling her start to lose her strength as he bucks his hips into her, his own climax building*

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Locke: *lets out a low deep moan as he thrusts inside her, his seed spilling within her warmth as he gathers her tight against him*

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Locke: *holding Vaieh tightly* Nice girl...
Vaieh: *whispering* I love you Locke...
Locke: I am aware.

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Vaieh: I have to go home soon Locke... I don't want to leave you. But my home is The Lair...
Locke: I... know....


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