They can worry about those silly details later... anonymous trysts are more fun, anyway.
The Devil leans towards Urquhart, offering her lips and the whole of herself; her hands move to the man's shoulders, to feel again the power of his frame.
He is very tall, broad, strong; bones and muscles hard to the touch.
And he is experienced in taking a woman into his arms and letting her lean into his strength without crushing her, in kissing her deeply without hurting her soft lips.
That is... a very surprising and absolutely delicious revelation.
Oh, thousands of years of experience with lust and all its permutations, she can still admire a man of skill: The Devil purrs into the kiss, pressing herself to Urquhart. Each bit of movement, the warmth of her lips and skin, speaks of how much pleased the woman is.
Indeed, the keys for the rest of the night are there: the woman gasps and lets go a long purred sigh, hands tightening on Urqhart's shoulders for a moment.
Then she relaxes, dipping head fully back and opening herself to further attentions, submitting to his touch.
The Devil shivers delighted, her hands moving to push away Urquhart's own clothes, so her hands can explore and start returning the pleasurable sensations.
Under his shirt, Urquhart's chest is quite hairy. It's a blond wolf pelt that's not too different from his skin colour, but oddly soft to the touch, with the hardness of his bones and muscles underneath.
She runs fingers into that soft hair, squirming a bit to shrug off the outer stola. "My my, sir... I must say you are a rare find." And she will reverse positions so Urquhart is being lavished attention upon now.
"I hope to make you feel equally pleased..." The Devil stands on the couch, slowly, enticingly pulling up and off her clothes, posing for a moment: she is wearing a string of pearls in two loops and a few gold rings.
Urquhart watches her, dreamily, giving a little moan of appreciations as she stands there, and the sight of her makes a wave of warm desire wash through his body. He stands, takes off his shoes and shirt, and reaches out for her.
The woman smiles, pleased with his obvious enjoyment: she moves with him, to him, pressing her naked form close to Urquhart. "I am guessing you enjoy what you see?"
She first pulls Urquhart to sit, then straddles his lap: offering her body, her lips to his attentions, letting her hands explore more of the powerful physique.
The Devil will make gentle pressure, to steadily guide the hunter to lay back while they exchange caresses.
Oh, she is just teasing... that position allows her control enough to pace her movements: sliding down his body, taking hold of the waist of his pants, tugging them down and off.
But sincerely, she does not want to. There will be time for that later, after he tries the delight of bedding Lucifer herself.
The Devil moves back up, lips seeking Urquhart's, raising and tilting hips to the right angle, then impaling herself on his length. Her body is warm, her opening is a tight, snug fit, contracting around the man to excite his virility: she lets out a long, delighted moan while taking him inch by inch, trembling with the familiar bliss.
Urquhart's hands go to her hips, stroking and demanding at once; and as he feels himself slide inside, he moans with delight.
For delight it is, mindwrackingly pleasurable. His hips jerk up, as if being inside all the way was not enough, as if the very best was deep in there, just outside his reach.
She is the embodiment of lust, endless, insatiable lust. The devil rocks him with him, moving with his touch, each second being the fulfillment of his needs past and the creation of new ones.
But she also holds back, not planning to ruin him to other women.
Not yet.
Her inner muscles are skilled and demanding, urging him to take her, use her, claim her if he wants: this night is theirs to enjoy every second.
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Date: 2010-01-16 12:44 am (UTC)He is what he is.
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Date: 2010-01-16 01:24 am (UTC)The Devil takes off her palla, sitting down wearing the pleated dress and full slip.
Lots of room for the man to make himself comfortable close.
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Date: 2010-01-16 01:50 am (UTC)Much too late to ask her name.
It's not really important, either.
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Date: 2010-01-16 07:28 am (UTC)The Devil leans towards Urquhart, offering her lips and the whole of herself; her hands move to the man's shoulders, to feel again the power of his frame.
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Date: 2010-01-16 04:02 pm (UTC)And he is experienced in taking a woman into his arms and letting her lean into his strength without crushing her, in kissing her deeply without hurting her soft lips.
He does so, now.
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Date: 2010-01-17 04:09 pm (UTC)Oh, thousands of years of experience with lust and all its permutations, she can still admire a man of skill: The Devil purrs into the kiss, pressing herself to Urquhart. Each bit of movement, the warmth of her lips and skin, speaks of how much pleased the woman is.
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Date: 2010-01-17 08:40 pm (UTC)He can feel her feminine shape pressed against his body, and he enjoys the feeling.
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Date: 2010-01-18 01:30 am (UTC)That simple gesture tells how much she is enjoying the moment, and how right he is doing everything.
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Date: 2010-01-18 10:09 am (UTC)Collar bones. Clavicles. Key-bones. If you're allowed that far, you've been given the key to that body.
To intimacy. To pleasure.
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Date: 2010-01-18 10:22 am (UTC)Then she relaxes, dipping head fully back and opening herself to further attentions, submitting to his touch.
Not that she will be passive, no.
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Date: 2010-01-18 08:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-01-19 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-19 04:27 am (UTC)Nothing else.
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Date: 2010-01-19 10:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-19 03:33 pm (UTC)And feel, now that she is that close.
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Date: 2010-01-19 05:09 pm (UTC)He pulls her close.
She can.
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Date: 2010-01-19 08:20 pm (UTC)And comfort allows for longer intimacy.
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Date: 2010-01-19 08:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-19 09:45 pm (UTC)Enticing...
The Devil sits down and beckons Urquhart over.
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Date: 2010-01-19 10:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-19 10:36 pm (UTC)The Devil will make gentle pressure, to steadily guide the hunter to lay back while they exchange caresses.
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Date: 2010-01-19 11:04 pm (UTC)He is bare except for his breeches.
But even so, it's obvious how much he wants her.
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:40 am (UTC)Along with any possible underwear.
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:55 am (UTC)He is hairy. Very hairy.
And quite ready for her, his hips jerking upwards with need.
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:33 pm (UTC)But sincerely, she does not want to. There will be time for that later, after he tries the delight of bedding Lucifer herself.
The Devil moves back up, lips seeking Urquhart's, raising and tilting hips to the right angle, then impaling herself on his length. Her body is warm, her opening is a tight, snug fit, contracting around the man to excite his virility: she lets out a long, delighted moan while taking him inch by inch, trembling with the familiar bliss.
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Date: 2010-01-20 07:40 pm (UTC)For delight it is, mindwrackingly pleasurable. His hips jerk up, as if being inside all the way was not enough, as if the very best was deep in there, just outside his reach.
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Date: 2010-01-20 09:24 pm (UTC)But she also holds back, not planning to ruin him to other women.
Not yet.
Her inner muscles are skilled and demanding, urging him to take her, use her, claim her if he wants: this night is theirs to enjoy every second.
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:25 pm (UTC)This is incomparable!
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Date: 2010-01-20 10:56 pm (UTC)