Oleander Lullaby (NC-17) [Kesshou]

[Kesshou N'harun]

Caught you looking...

The smile that graced Kesshou's lips then was smooth and dark, and she was not shy in the way she allowed her gaze to follow Eleri's dress down, lingering on each curve in appreciation. A lovely pet indeed, and as her offered hand was taken she pulled the girl back in, flesh to flesh, possessive.

"You, dear," she whispered, lips once more brushing the shell of an ear as her free hand slid smoothly down a bare side to settle into an easy hold upon the girl's hip, "are mine..." and a not so subtle flare of her power curled outward momentarily at the word, like a lick of flame that ended as soon as the word did but made its point clearly.

"Do you understand?" she questioned, pulling away from the Divine's ear to meet her eyes briefly before negating any verbal answer with a kiss, no longer teasing. The girl would have to answer with her body, and if she tried to leave... the Dark Fey would have none of it. In the end, whether or not the Water Fey wanted it, Kesshou was going to have her, for it was rare that she did not get what she wanted, and the feeling of soft, smooth skin beneath her fingers as she followed the curve of the girl's hip was something she indeed wanted.

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

As the dress fell away and Eleri moved in closer, it took a lot for the Fey not to suddenly put her arms up to cover herself. She didn't need to see it to feel the eyes on her body as she was pulled in, her free hand coming up to rest on Kesshou's shoulder to steady herself. The direct contact of heat rushed through her, a gasp lifting up into the air as she let her head fall back just a little at the feeling of breath brushing over her cheeks and ear.

Mine...the word struck a cord within her, teal eyes flashing with recognition of the claim made upon her. Her court had made such a claim before, her family...she was so use to being a possession...but the power that rolled over her made her knees shake as she hung onto Kesshou, pressing in closer. How could she fight against those words when at that moment they sounded so right?

"Kesshou...I..." What could be said by the Water Fey as she raised her head up a little, pink curls falling over her shoulders. She both wanted it, but knew that this was something she could not be allowed to want. There was little time for words as lips clamped over her own, she gave into it, lips parting for the other with little coaxing needed.

Tension rippled over her body, under the hands that played on her hips. Moaning softly, she held tighter to Kesshou, pressing her body to hers, rocking gently. Pushing up to her tiptoes she returned the kiss, the heat only growing more as she shut her eyes. Her own fingers began to explore the expanse of flesh that pressed so hotly to hers that she thought she would melt. Hands slipped down a slender shoulders, across her throat and down to her sides, feeling flesh and muscles, the rushing of blood, the warmth. Pressing up a little further a small pink tongue slipped out, tasting along the dominant lips, taking in the flavor of her lover.

[Kesshou N'harun]

So close, and the girl was so warm... Kesshou thought she didn't mind hearing her name, but wondered again at whether she could get Eleri to call her Mistress before long. For all the things she was sure that the Water Fey was feeling, she herself, while perfectly capable of feigning care and even love, felt only a selfish possessiveness, the want to own someone as her own.

For her amusement, for her pleasure, for her selfish greed, and though her eyes were slits they were not closed as Eleri's hands began to wander. She gave an appreciative sound, though, positive reinforcement for the girl's exploration as she let her own tongue taste again, that sweetness still lingering. Oh, but it made her want to taste all over, to see if the Water Fey were just as sweet elsewhere.

But first she wanted to make a more thorough exploration of her own, hands moving down from curvaceous hips and along the curve of Eleri's rear (oh, she'd always preferred a woman's form, so soft, so full, so pretty). Bolder still, she nudged a thigh between the girl's own, head tilting to get a better angle on that sweet tasting mouth of hers (even though the taste of honey was starting to fade).

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

The fear that had been there at their first meeting, the urge to run away had exstinguised itself with the final kiss. Slender fingers trailed up from Kesshou's hips, along the curving line from hip to stomach as her nails gently dragged up, tracing small patterns before brushing over the bottom curve of a soft breast. The Water Fey grew a little more possessive in her own movement, pressing in closer as one hand trailed up to tangle in the blond hair, the other lingering to tease along her bosom.

Bodies shifted as Eleri felt Kesshou push at her, slowly she gave in, legs opening as she slid in further, her own head tilting back to accommodate the Dark Fey. Pressing in deeper the girl whimpered softly, wanting more of the heated touch, the almost addicting taste. There was a sweetness there on the other woman's lips, something that tasted heavier, darker than any sugar she'd tasted before, and it only made her more curious, eager to press further.

This time Eleri was the first to break the kiss, pulling back for only a brief second before her mouth trailed along her jaw, down Kesshou's throat and along her shoulder. Taking the opening of her legs as an offering the younger fey pressed her own leg up towards the other's center, slowly, gently pushing as she could feel her legs trembling as the warmth grew and twisted tighter in the pit of her stomach.

[Kesshou N'harun]

Encouraging, the way that Eleri took action on her own, and Kesshou would let it slide to an extent. But there would be a point that she would have to draw the line as a dominant force. For now, that line hadn't been crossed, though, and she breathed a sigh as the girl's nails drew along her skin, almost a hint of a roughness she still wondered if the Water Fey was capable of. It was one, however, that she would soon test if Eleri were capable of handling, though...

Her hands tugged an opposing force against the press of her thigh, and as a leg was pressed between her own she let her hips roll forward against it in a fluid motion. Her head was tilted, and for a moment she allowed herself to just feel, indulgent in the attention Eleri provided of her own accord.

She could feel the tremble of the girl's legs, though, the curve of her lips a teasing grin and she pushed in a different way, meant to buckle the knees and take her pet off balance. The trip to the ground would be an easy one, though quick, because she had done this a good many times before, lowering Eleri down with an arm securely around her. The press of flesh to the earth was such a natural thing, and as she lay the Water Fey out her fingers drifted across her side, her stomach, upward to cup the curve of one soft breast as the pad of her thumb teased the nipple (and she licked her lips like a hungry predator).

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

Pink lips trailed along the collar bone, feeing the soft give of skin as the tongue swept out to taste it. Eleri let her nails continued to scratch gently up and down the flesh. She moved slowly, moving her body against Kesshou's, creating friction, soft noises of pleasure echoing in her throat even as she occupied her mouth with tasting that of her Dark Fey lover.

How long would this last? In her pleasure hazed mind Eleri could only assume that once this was over that Kesshou would never be seen to her again, and that thought only made her eager to have more, to do more before what little time she thought they had would run out. Her hold tighted just a bit as her mouth found its way back to the junction of where the slender throat met her shoulders. The Water Fey smiled against this curve as she dipped her head a little lower, curls brushing along the other's skin as she bit down gently, suckling the skin. Eleri, having never had any lover before was going out on pure possessive instinct in order to hold onto this one moment.

Pulling away slowly her fingers began to run down Kesshou's hips, playfulling pulling her closer before she felt the push go a little to far. At first she tried to stop it, trying to catch herself, but being only second natured to using legs on land, she was overcome without too much effort. "Ah!" Eleri yelped in surprise as she found herself falling. For as quick as it was it did not take the girl long to realize what Kesshou had done, hair fanning out as she was pressed into the earth, a flurry of petals snowing down around them.

The tall flowers and grassed covered them now from any eyes that would catch them, but for some unknown reason to the young Fey she couldn't help but feel more vulnerable beneath her crimson-eyed companion as her gaze fell upon that hungry expression. Blood crept up along her cheeks to make her flushed face appear even more so as she felt the searching hand find what it was seeking. Eleri's back arching slightly at the feeling that sent a small jolt down to her core as she whimpered. Slowly she began to move again, her knee pressing up into Kesshou as she began to rock again, wanting more of that friction, more of the delicious heat.

"Kesshou..." She murmured, leaning her head up to brush her lips against her lovers, almost pleading, "Please don't stop."

[Kesshou N'harun]

How sweet the sound that fell from those pretty pink lips, and for a moment longer Kesshou allowed herself to gaze upon the Water Fey beneath her, one knee hugging the girl's side while the other remained firmly pressed between her thighs. Exposed, and she loved the way those cheeks flushed, enjoyed it so thoroughly when she whimpered just for her.

The press of the girl's own knee was delightful, and she rewarded it with a sound of appreciation, with the rake of painted nails down Eleri's side and when the poor dear almost begged her she simply smiled.

"Ask your Mistress properly, Eleri, my pet," she responded, voice dark and sickeningly sweet.

Smoothly, she moved her other knee between Eleri's legs as well, nudging them apart and removing that much wanted friction as she slid backwards, lips blazing a trail down the young fey's throat, her fingers grazing down past the curve of her pet's waist to her thighs. Still the Dark Fey didn't stop, drawing the tip of her tongue over one lovely collarbone and slowly down until her lips closed over that same pert nipple and she let one hand trace a line back up a milky thigh as she suckled, a purring sound rumbling in her throat.

And oh, she paused, fingers so close but not quite there.

[Eleri Danu'Fada]

The ground was was warm, smelling of earth and sun, so heavy...it felt so hard to breath, her own quick shallow as she could hear the blood rushing in her ears, echoing her heart beat as she lay there just looking up at Kesshou. Waiting for that one moment to pass felt like an eternity. She pressed back up, rocking, rubbing against Kesshou, her knee sliding and pushing against the Dark Fey as her finger grasped at her, trying to pull her further down.

The feeling of nails scratching down her sides made the young girl arch up, light red welts appearing on her pale skin before slowly beginning to fade. "Ask...w-what?" Teal eyes snapped open wide as bodies shifted, where flesh had pressed she began to grow colder, a sound of protest lifting up from her as her fingers tightened their hold. One hand slipping up to tangled up in her hair as her lips roamed lower, holding her close to her body as she felt the lips latch onto her breast. She moaned softly, offering no resistance as her legs were pushed further apart.

Muscles tensed, her legs trembling as she felt the outside warmth growing closer to her core, a fire burning, but not yet quelled as the hand stopped. "Kesshou...please Kesshou..." the other's name spilling over her lips in soft whispers as she arched up, arms wrapping around, "Please don't stop. I'm yours...only yours."