WHO WOULD YOU RATHER BE, THE HUNTED OR THE HUNTER?

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She was relieved that tomorrow her class was midday. Then they could take their time tonight, and tomorrow morning she’d be able to sneak back to the dorm and put on something other than the dress she wore to his house. They’d have to make it a point to meet up on the weekends. Then there’d be no time limit at all. The thought of spending an entire weekend being his sex slave just turned her on more. Now, when he mentioned having to learn control, Wren got nervous. She had never had to control her orgasms. Until last night, no man had ever given her an orgasm before. But she wasn’t about to tell him that. When he started rubbing her clit faster, Wren let out a loud moan. She sat up a little, placing a hand on top of his to try and stop it. “No fair.” She whined. There was no way she could make herself not come when he was already making her close.

What was going on again? What were they doing? Something about a house tour? If she were being completely transparent, totally open and vocal about her thoughts, Yejin would admit that she wasn’t exactly paying attention. There was no space for that, not with how closely she clung to Camila’s side, and not with the other’s careful attention to her skin. Yejin tried — goodness, did she try — but at the end of it all, she could only manage the briefest nods, oohs and ahhs of quick acknowledgment, and a stream of light giggles. “Oh?” she finally asked, this time taking initiative to make her own move. She tugged Camila’s hand and brought them face-to-face, then hooked her arms around the other’s shoulders. “Are you going to give me a grand tour of those too?” And then came the kicker — what made her stomach flip over in sheer nerves and excitement — she leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Soft. Quick. “Or, um— or are you going to make me find them for myself?”

”What kind of person would I be if I gave all my secrets away so easily?”  She asked, grinning when the girl made her bold move of turning them to face one another as her arms were placed on her shoulders.  Camila’s hands found the others waist, resting her hands against her as her fingertips crept beneath the shirt that she was wearing so that she could feel her skin against her fingertips.  She tried to be as delicate as possible, perhaps the other wouldn’t even realize she was doing it, but considering how tuned into each others bodies they both were she assumed that Yejin knew exactly what was going on.  “If you want to take the time to look, by all means, more power to you,” she smirked as their lips touched, the kiss so sweet and delicate at first though Camila deepened it as she introduced tongue, her kiss becoming greedier since she felt bold enough to give it a shot.  If Yejin could be so bold then so could she right?  It’s not like she seemed to complain, Camila’s hands trailing up the others tight little frame over her clothes, taking in each and every curve, “shall we continue the tour now?”  She asked, a soft smirk as she pulled back so that there was some space between the two of them.  She knew that neither of them were giving two shits about that tour right now, but just to tease her and make her wait a LITTLE longer Camila continued on with her little tour as if the kiss hadn’t just happened, playing it all off as expertly.

Talie let out a loud moan as she felt his teeth against her neck as his orgasm hit him. Her body was still coming down from her orgasm that the pain from his bite didn’t even affect her. She slowly came down from her climax, breathing heavily as her shaking body fell limp against the bed feeling completely exhausted. He always knew how to wear her out in all the right ways. She let out a small whimper when he pulled out, feeling empty without him inside her. “I think intense is an understatment” she laughed gently and pushed her hair away from her face. She hummed softly when he rolled over and kissed at her neck where he left his bite mark “It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt right now. But i think we both got carried away, how is your back? I didn’t hurt you badly did i? Do we need to clean them?” She asked as she rolled to her side and looked at him with worried eyes, she knew that he didn’t mind but she always felt bad when she got to rough with her scratches.

Desiree was glad that they were on the same page, both perfectly happy just talking about their future family for now. “Good, because I don’t have baby fever just yet. It’s more like aunt fever, you know? Like I want all of our friends to have kids so I can spoil them and watch them adore you - it’s like practice for when it’s our turn,” she grinned. “We have lots of time before we have to think about diapers.” That selfish part of her that wanted Alec to herself was clearly thriving because moving in together definitely meant more time together. She giggled at the shower of affection, speaking in between them, “I will.” Some more laughter poured out at his refusal to believe it, “I’m not that cruel, baby.” There was no room for her to worry about whether or not he’d actually meant to ask her the question, clearly seeing that he was ecstatic about their new development. She beamed at his question, nodding her head. “Home,” she repeated, sighing happily and nodding. She knew that they still had the process of bringing her stuff over, but that was something that they could deal with later. For now, she was just blissfully happy about living with him. “I love you so much.” Some more kisses were peppered all over his face, her fingers lightly playing with his hair as she pulled back slightly and smiled. “You’ve also made me the happiest, in case that isn’t obvious.” Desiree pressed another kiss to his lips, before sliding her hands down to his. “Oh, right, clothes,” she laughed, gathering all of theirs into a pile, “at least we didn’t lose anything this time.” She teased before she stood up, tugging at his hands to get him to follow suit. “Are we showering here?” she asked with a grin, giving his hands a squeeze. 

“Class?” She had completely forgotten about everything except the man that was seducing her. Her brain couldn’t think straight, trying to rack her mind with her schedule tomorrow. “Eleven.” She finally said. There it is. The time came to her. How can something so simple as his kisses on her skin made everything else in the world go black. All she could focus on right now was him. She craved him so bad. “Can you blame me?” She blushed as he mentioned her breathing. She was so attracted to him. This was like a dream come true. When her hand got moved, she couldn’t help but sigh happily. She knew she was going to get what she wanted soon. Hold back an orgasm? That was a request she wasn’t sure she could fulfill. Her eyes glued to his as she felt his fingers replace hers on her core. She let out a loud moan, grabbing him to kiss him so she could muffle her noises. “I can’t make any promises.” She whined against his lips. She knew that he’d make her come very quickly. The thought of her making her come over and over sent her into orbit. “But I’ll try.”

“I’m 24.” He answered as he followed the man up the stairs. When he got to the man’s bedroom and came forward a bit. He was shy but very willing to do a lot right now. Like leaning up to start kissing the older man. He had the taste of what seemed like cigarettes and whiskey. It was a very manly taste. In all honesty this was his first kiss and it was better than he hoped.

“Fuck.” Nash moaned and reached down to stroke Darius’ cock slowly. It was only a few strokes before he got tired of the seperation due to their clothes and practically ripped off the other mans boxers. His lips trailed down Darius’ chest almost down to his cock where he stopped to place a kiss on his lower abdomen and smirked up at him. “That’s a secret I shall never reveal.” He wiggled his brows at him then ran his tongue around his belly button. It was at this moment he decided to tease him until Darius couldn’t take it anymore. 

“You did?” He admitted to be surprised, it wasn’t really out there for his date to drop some childish excuse to call it a night before their night would actually start. Odds seemed to be in his favor, but he wouldn’t bet on it even though he was growing excited. “That is only reasonable, let’s hope there won’t be an emergency call in the next couple hours” Gui teased, a not so subtle grin showing up in his face. “Have I ever told you I could lose track of time by just staring at you? And it’s not hyperbolic, I’ve been waiting for tonight, for some time actually” He then chuckled, hid his gaze for a second or two. “I’m not making myself hard to get, am I?” The tip of his tongue stuck out, even if for a second. Guilherme had a good feeling about him, about them and whatever may hold for them. Only he wouldn’t let it be known right away. “Should we order something? And please, don’t look at the prices. I want to spoil you tonight Maddox. It’s a pretty big step for you, a night out with me… another man.” His grin only widened as he dragged his teasing. His pinkish cheeks made it worh it.

He heard the surprise in the others tone and immediately grew nervous, had he done something wrong?  Did he misunderstand what had been offered?  “I-” he stumbled for the right thing to say, but the words never came to his mind so instead he just sat there blushing for what seemed like forever.  He hoped he’d made the right decision in taking a day off.  The compliment threw him into a small fit of nervous laughter, “I hope I live up to your expectations.”  In truth he really liked and trusted Gui, and was beyond thankful the lengths that the other would go to just to protect him when it came to still being closeted for the most part.  “I’m nothing special though,” and he truly believed that, “I just hope when you realize it you’re not going to turn and run for the hills.”  He didn’t know what Gui saw in him but whatever it was he’d hoped it’d continue to pique his interests because he really did like having him around.  The more his date spoke he couldn’t help but squirm in his chair, looking around the restaurant for the millionth time, still thankful that he saw nobody that he recognized.  It was a big night for him, he was out with another man, this should be cause for celebration and instead Maddox felt bad that it had to stay a secret from back home.  “I appreciate you coming all the way out here just for me, it’s a huge gesture and I can’t thank you enough,” he grinned, like a damn idiot, as he looked over towards the other.  “I’m glad it’s you, i’m here with tonight,” though he found himself loosening up just enough to tease him a bit, “but more importantly that you’re the one paying for tonight because i’m starving!”

“I’m only nice to you because you’re easy to be nice to, the guy that stood you up on the other hand is not so nice and i would happily punch him if I saw him.” He said as he took another sip of his drink. Seeing her smile had caused a smile to appear on his face as he shrugged his shoulders. “I’m sure that there is plenty of guys like me in the world, you’ve just got to find the right one and sometimes in order to do that you have to deal with idiots first.” He placed his other hand on top of hers and squeezed lightly. “That’s alright, I’m always going to be here when you need me Camila.” He had been there for her as long as he could remember that wouldn’t change. “Do you want get out out here?”

It was as if the first few minutes had taken forever to pass as Jims brain started to kick into gear. “Jude….please touch my cock.” He begged, pleading with him. The rustle of the condom wrapper and the squirting sound of the lube bottle only made him wanting to be touched all the more. “Please?” He asked again. But he couldn’t help but feel slightly honoured that Jude was being so patient and caring with him either. “Maybe…..maybe next time you can do that.” He suggested. There hadn’t even been the first time and he was offering himself up for a second time, relieved when he finally felt a hand on his cock.