Bonding Experience (Sam)[MATURE]

[Sam Ballerino]

There wasn't much Sam could do or say. She'd lost most of her control of herself as he slowly moved down her body, and she breathlessly pushed herself up on her elbows to watch him as he pushed her shirt up to plant kisses on her stomach. She had her limits, and as much as she was enjoying this - really enjoying it - she was going to make sure he didn't cross anything. Not yet, anyway.

She grinned, collapsing back down on the bed and completely giving in to the sensations of his lips, and his hands as they wandered back up to her chest. Her hands moved to his arms, running up and down as she bit down on her lip to smother the small sighs that were trying to come out, instead releasing themselves as sharp breaths through her nose.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

She was like clay in my hands. Aside from her occasional moan, Sam was completely disabled under my abilities. Using my tongue now, I traced circles around her belly button, occasionally dipping it in for a twinge of pleasure.

My hands were to be the ones pushing the boundaries- experimenting with my limits. Lifting my hands up and moving forward, I effectively pushed Sam's bra up her body, allowing my hands to touch her bare skin.

I knew I would be hearing encouragement from the doppelganger soon, but for now, I would try to shut him ou-

Shut me out? Motherfucker, you can try. OoOoOo, titties. You should pull an Athalia and make a sandwich.

A sandwich?

Yeah dude, a sandwich with your di-

Got it, thank you...

[Sam Ballerino]

He's pushing it, he's pushing it...

He was getting so close to the boundary that it was gonna jump up and bite him in the ass in a minute if he kept this up. He pushed her bra up, and she almost stopped him, but she was reveling too much in the pleasure of his touch to want to break the moment just yet. Maybe she could delay it if...

"Come back here," she said, putting her hands on either side of his face and gently bringing him back up. She'd let him leave his hands where they were if she wanted to - goodness knew he was doing things that had never been done to her before - but she wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss him bad.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Complying with her request, I moved back up her body, bringing my lips back to hers. My left hand slid out from under her shirt and cupped her cheek, my right hand remaining where it was, continuing the work.

Her sudden request screamed 'warning!' to me. Perhaps that was the limit. It would make sense... It seemed like a logical place for it to come to a roadblock.

Aw that's a load of crap. Do I have to do this myself?

Oh no, you're not doing a damned thing Jester.

No? Hehe, aw come on. Let me out for ten minutes. I'll have her begging for what we've got.

In your case, she'd be begging for you to stop.

Meh, tomato, tomahto.

[Sam Ballerino]

His lips met hers again, and she was relieved he hadn't tried anything else. Maybe that cruel streak was just a part of her imagination. My God, he's good with his hands...

Her arms wrapped around his neck again, and her knees came up on either side of his waist, not quite wrapping her legs around his body, but just squeezing lightly and pulling them that much closer together. Now it was her turn to push her own boundaries, and she found that she was reveling in the exhilarating danger of it.

"Siete molto buono a questo," (You're very good at this) she said, not really realizing she wasn't speaking English anymore. She was too lost in the moment to have a clear grasp on what she was saying at all, and the fact that it had been intelligible in any language was a cause for praise.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

What's so funny now?

You aren't even fucking her and she's speaking different languages. Damn Damien, guess you are good.

Ugh... I loathe you.

Aw, I love you too.

I think you misheard me...

Her legs came up around me, not quite wrapping around, but close enough. Hmm, interesting. Continuing to kiss her, I brought my body down, my pelvis in particular, taking slight advantage of her defenses down. Indeed, it would appear to be a slow thrust.

"I hope I get to hear things like that often." I cooed in her ear. "Major turn-on." I whispered.

[Sam Ballerino]

She opened her eyes and looked at him, confused for a moment before she realized what she'd said, and she blushed. "Is it?" She said, smirking slightly. "Do you know what I said?" For all he knew, she could be calling him a little shit and telling him that his grandmother's socks smell, and he might never know. But the fact that he'd found it attractive was... well... flattering. She made a mental note to speak Italian around him more often.

She felt a pressure on her pelvis, and the fire came licking again. If she thought her heart was racing before, that was nothing compared to what it was doing now. He was standing head-on on that boundary, which seemed to be extending itself every time he moved forward. He was quite obviously thrusting now, and he was hitting points on her body that were making her drop her jaw just to breathe right. She kissed him again, harder and more ardently than she'd done before, her tongue forcing it's way into his mouth and exploring there for a while, biting gently on his lower lip in a sudden and unexplainable burst of passion.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Feeling no retaliation from my actions, I continued repeating the action, slowly grinding against her as I went along with her French kiss. I savored it a moment, but decided to allow a reversal of fortune- just for the fun of it.

My mouth moved to her ear and again, I began my verbal encouragement. "You like?" I asked her, the sudden tightening of my pants being an obvious tip off as to what I meant.

Go player! Go player!

God dammit Jester... If she could hear you, you'd be the greatest mood kill in history.

I know. Ain't I just peachy?

[Sam Ballerino]

Sam was a little disappointed that his lips left hers again, but was distracted by the sudden... added pressure that she felt where his hips were working. It didn't help that the pants she was wearing were only made of thin cloth - or did it help? She grinned, surprising even herself. "Yeah..." she whispered. She didn't mention that it was scaring her totally shitless as well. Any more and it would be too much for her.

She realized that she'd been thinking that for a while now, and yet, no matter what else he tried, she couldn't say no to him. Not yet, anyway. Perhaps she hadn't found a good enough reason. Or... perhaps she just didn't want to say no to him. It was quite possible.

Her heart pounded as he continued thrusting slowly, and she wrapped her arms tighter around him, one hand running through his hair, and the other moving slowly down his back.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Once again I pushed the boundaries just a bit- and still, Sam made no protests... I got the strange feeling that if I pushed it again, it would be the limit... Yet, I still wanted to see how far this could go...

Mid-kiss, I would roll over onto my back, keeping a hold on her so she would now be on top of my body. With a grin and with my hands on her hips, I would continue to maneuver my pelvis, that seductive glare returning to my eyes. With this new position, she would no doubt, um, notice, the change she had incurred in my body.

[Sam Ballerino]

Oh. OH. All right. She was on top now. Ok. This was fine. This was...

His hips kept moving, and she definitely felt something between her legs that didn't belong to her. In fact, she was quite sure it belonged to him. Her eyes widened and she blushed, gently removing his hands from her hips and getting off of him, sitting next to him on the bed with her knees curled up to her chin.

"I'm sorry, Damien, that's just... A little... Too..." Far. The boundary had definitely been crossed now, and she sat uncomfortably, every few seconds glancing nervously at... well, his pants. And what it was that was quickly changing. As attracted as she was to him, she just wasn't ready to go to that point yet. Maybe eventually. If he was willing to wait. But she didn't really expect him to. There were plenty of other girls he wouldn't have to wait for.

[Damien Kross, Jester]

Ah, so that was the limit. Good to know. I didn't expect for anything this involved to even occur, so to get this far was quite the learning experience. With a smirk, I rolled over to her and brought my lips to her cheek tenderly, my hand cupping it after.

"No worries Sam." I smiled. "At your pace." I assured her, giving her a smile. I would then return to my back and put my hands behind my head, giving a sigh of relaxation. I raised my right leg at the knee, blocking any view of my erection she might have seen- just to get rid of the temptation factor.

You fucking pussy. Take her. Take her now!

No Jester.

You know Damien, you won't be in control forever... The second I take our body back, I'm going to find where this girl lives, I'm going to break in, and I'm going to violate every orifice of her body, over and over and over.

You wouldn't dare...

Oh wouldn't I? I raped Athalia, right?

...

And I raped Darien, right?

...yes.

So what in the frozen hell makes you think that this bitch isn't any different?

[Sam Ballerino]

She smiled softly and nodded a little bit as he kissed her again. "Thanks." The grin got a little wider. Good to know chivalry wasn't completely dead. "There are a lot of guys who wouldn't do that." She said. Small pause. "Ya know, stop when a girl says no. I'm glad there are still some who would."

She lay down next to him in the fetal position, facing him, and really getting a chance to notice how comfortable this bed was. Her eyes closed gently. Not falling asleep; just resting. If he said something else she'd open her eyes again, but for now, she was content where she was.