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Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian had learned a long time ago to be assertive about what she wanted.  Unfortunately, a lot of men thought that once they’d had their orgasm, sex was over with.

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[kdarkholme]

Vivian had a remarkable body. Kurt touched her as he followed her lead, learning what she liked. He took his time to admire her curves and to feel her skin. He looked into her eyes while his hands played with her nipples as he enjoyed the noises she made. She was very responsive and eager... One of his hands moved between legs to feel her wetness. She was very ready.

He swallowed tight as his finger entered her, exploring her insides and when he felt her clenching around, a jolt of excitement went down his body. He remembered how good it felt to be inside, maybe she’d want that later? Hopefully... The night is still young.

Kissing her hungrily while she came, his finger going deep inside of her and just enjoying the delightful spectacle that was her while she came was rewarding and he was slowly remembering how good it felt. He forgot how it felt to be a man, it was a great feeling and he suddenly forgave himself for forgetting.

He was glad he has remembered that other things were important besides his own scorn...

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian decided she liked being manhandled by Darkholme.  “Mmmm…” She purred.  “I love your hands on my derriere,” she told him, licking his throat.  “It’s one of my favorite places to be touched.”

Grinning, she pulled away far enough to look into his eyes. “You could do something about it…   Or I could, and you could watch. Which would you prefer?”

@kdarkholme

[kdarkholme]

Kurt smirked, his eyes gleamed with interest. “What other parts you like to be touched?” He looked back. “I could either do something about it or..” He squeezed her buttock.

“Just follow your lead.” He still needed some time to recover but he could fool around meanwhile. Also, he wanted to talk to her some more but, he wanted to please he and if she wanted this he’d comply.

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Vivian grinned.  “Sorry if I’m being greedy, but it’s been months since I’ve had sex with a partner.”  Her hands reached down to tease her own nipples.  “And you are so fucking sexy I could scream…again!”  She waggled her eyebrows at him, a combination of humor and lust in her eyes.  

She had a feeling his dry spell had been longer than hers.  “So…I’ll ask again: would you like to play with me, or would you like to watch while I play with myself?”

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[kdarkholme]

“You don’t need to apologize. Be as greedy as you want.” He assured, he looked at what she did and he certainly enjoyed the view. Sexy? Well, not sure about that but if it worked for her he won’t complain.

She had no idea... Months? For him it’s been years. “Let’s play.” And to make a point, one of his hands moved from her buttock to her firm breast...

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

[mythigal1966]

Vivian decided she liked being manhandled by Darkholme.  “Mmmm…” She purred.  “I love your hands on my derriere,” she told him, licking his throat.  “It’s one of my favorite places to be touched.”

Grinning, she pulled away far enough to look into his eyes. “You could do something about it…   Or I could, and you could watch. Which would you prefer?”

@kdarkholme

[kdarkholme]

Kurt smirked, his eyes gleamed with interest. “What other parts you like to be touched?” He looked back. “I could either do something about it or..” He squeezed her buttock.

“Just follow your lead.” He still needed some time to recover but he could fool around meanwhile. Also, he wanted to talk to her some more but, he wanted to please he and if she wanted this he’d comply.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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It was a small, simple gesture, but a telling one: Kurt Darkholme was a considerate man.  

Not that Vivian had been in any doubt!

Making a purring noise in the back of her throat, she put the glass down on the nightstand and snuggled up to D, nuzzling his throat.  “Yes…” She nipped his ear gently, laughing. “But I can wait, if you’re not.”

Or, he could take the hint and see how crazy he could make her with his hands…

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[kdarkholme]

He raised one eyebrow. He placed the glass on the night table and moved to his side and closer to Vivian. “Damn, already? You’re recovering fast, Liebchen.” He said with a smirk.

“I guess I could do something about it.” He looked into her eyes. He brought her closer by grasping her by the legs then he grabbed her ass playfully.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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“Me, too.”  Vivian let out a low, throaty laugh, then stretched, slow and feline.  “I’ll be right here when you get back,” she assured him, jade green eyes sparkling with mischief.  

She watched him roll to his feet and stalk across the floor to the bathroom with deep feminine appreciation.  

Damn, the man had a fine derriere!

@kdarkholme

[kdarkholme]

Kurt’s eyes gleamed with appreciation. He kissed her quickly on her shoulder and got up. After discarding the condom and washing up, he went to the kitchen to get some water. The cats were sleeping now, he didn’t see them around though he tried not to make noise anyway.

He came back to the kitchen, sat next to Vivian and gave her a glass of water. “Are you hungry?” He asked, knowing she could. She eats for two. He drank some and made himself comfortable next to her.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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She grinned at him.  “So…  What would you rather do, if you don’t want to nap?”  Vivian was relaxed, but not tired, and her body was already interested in round two.  Her hands continued to map him, in leisurely fashion.  She would let him call the shots, for now.

@kdarkholme

[kdarkholme]

“Well... Could I borrow your bathroom for a second?” He still needed to get rid of that condom before it becomes uncomfortable. “I could bring us some water and just... Stay like this for a while.” His lips formed a soft smile.

“This is nice.” He admitted. “I like this.”

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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She kissed his thumb, then let her lips part around it and sucked the tip suggestively before letting it slide out of her mouth.  “I’m game if you are,” she murmured.  Her fingers traced the fresh, raised scar on his side and remembered that the doctor had only just released him to start exercising—and he’d worked out that morning.  “Before or after a nap?”

@kdarkholme

[kdarkholme]

Kurt bit his lower lip. Her touch made him tingle all over, causing goosebumps. He made a pause to look at her naked body, he didn’t have time to take a proper look... The sight was very enticing.

“Sehr gut.” He nodded. He wasn’t actually in mood of a nap, he wasn’t really tired. He needed to recover from that really intense sexual encounter but he was invigorated and in a great mood. “Not in mood for a nap tho. You could sleep if you need to, I’ll wait.” He offered.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Her eyebrows climbed, and there was a distinct twinkle in her eye.  “’T’was?’ Are we getting poetic and Shakespearean now?” she teased.  

Smiling, she let her hands wander over his chest: he’d put on some muscle in the past few weeks, and she was glad.  He’d been a little too thin when he was injured.  

“And what, exactly, are you curious about?”

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[kdarkholme]

Kurt chuckled, “my orgasm messed up with my brain, I’m not sure if I’m German or British in the Shakespearian era anymore.” He joked, mocking his own mistake. “Ja I’m curious...” He smiled, feeling utterly relaxed.

He has finally lowered down his guard although, he was a bit insecure still. He guessed it was just a matter of time for him to get over that anyway. He reached out to caress her face and to brush his thumb on her lip.

“I’m curious about how it’d be if we take our time.”

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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She studied his expression, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes with her fingertips.  Just because they’d had sex, it didn’t mean that there weren’t still emotional landmines she didn’t know about.  

Vivian waggled her eyebrows, deciding to keep things light.  “I could get used to this,” she chuckled, rubbing the tip of her nose against his.

“And, I have a feeling I’m going to want seconds…”

She hoped he felt the same. 

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[kdarkholme]

His grin turned into a soft smile that somehow showed relief, he nodded and rubbed the tip of his nose back, enjoying the acceptance.

“T’was too good to just want it once.” He admitted. He smooched her and slowly moved to his side, pulling out from her. “Besides, I’d like to take my time with you. I’m curious.” He added.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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For several moments, all Vivian could do was lay there, breath catching and shivering with pleasurable little aftershocks every time D shifted his weight.  

“Mon Dieu…” she sighed.  

Grunting a bit, he untangled his arms from the legs and she let them fall to the mattress to either side, then reached up to stroke his sweaty back.  

When he finally lifted his head to look at her, she was grinning at him.  “Wow. That was…intense!”

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[kdarkholme]

He groaned softly . “Mmm.. It was.” He managed and grinned back. His breath was still a bit heavy but he was now able to form coherent sequences.

“Damn.” He looked into her eyes. “That was... Unexpected.” He admitted. He was ready for Vivian to reject him when he kissed her. He already had an apology prepared for after and maybe making peace with never seen her again too.

Then she responded the kiss and later, here they were. Still basking in the afterglow...

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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[kdarkholme]

It could have last longer... It could.

However, he could feel Vivian was right there and soon, he followed. As his body tensed, trembled and a wave of pleasure washed him up from head to feet, making his toes and tail curl. Oh so good! He muttered something incoherent and followed her, joining her into the ecstasy.

His heart was thumping hard as he found himself trying to catch his breath while he dealt with this tremendous pleasure that made his body tingle and his senses numb in the most delicious of the ways.

As his hips finally gave up, right after a couple of more weak trusts, out of reflex. He groaned and released a long sigh while slowly lowering down on top of her...

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian laughed as D hauled her closer.  “I don’t know who Wade is, but I like him already!” she teased, then gasped as her skin pressed against Darkholme’s with nothing between them but a thin piece of silk. 

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[kdarkholme]

He was ready, so ready. His body trembled when she touched him in the most intimate of the ways as he anticipated. Between her legs, he knew what to do by instinct. Kurt didn’t need to speak French to know what she wanted.

The urgency of her voice, the demand and the desperation were enough for him to understand her. And so, he complied her request as his length slid into her, warm inviting walls surrounding him, welcoming him into the ecstasy.

That glorious yet undescrivable sensation that was to be inside of her, welcoming, tight and deliciously wet. His body immediately responded with a slow experiental series of thrusts that soon would increase pace and speed while the rest of his body tensed with anticipation. He gasped, moaned and looked at her with wanton fascination.

She was pure delight.

He fucked her good, in a way only years of built up only would do. Kurt held to the little mind state of coherency he still had to make it as good as he could. Slowing down to increase the rhythm again, to stop deep inside of her as he focused on the trembling of her legs around him, to focus on these lovely noises of pleasure she made and the view she was her.

And suddenly, it became hard, heavy and blurry, his body giving into the urge finally... As everything lost importance but Vivian and this moment.

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian was going to have love bites on her neck and she honestly didn’t care.  She shuddered as D found the spot where her neck met her shoulder that always drove her crazy, straining against the way her blouse was restricting her arms and loving it.  When he finally pulled the garment the rest of the way off, she was almost disappointed.

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[kdarkholme]

He quickly rolled on his stomach and leaned his weight on his folded arms. The view was too magnificent, he wanted to look closer! “Am I too obvious?” He asked, grinning wickedly.

With a chuckle, he sat up and arched an eyebrow. “You found them. I was this close to go to my apartment to find some, Wade gave me a box the other day cause he said it was urgent for me to get laid.” He conversed.

Damn, he was chatty. Was he nervous? Most likely. He knew how to do this very well but he hasn’t been with someone else but Linda in many years... Would he disappoint? He wanted not to, he wanted to make it good for Vivian. She is a very fine woman and he could tell she wanted this as much as he did.

Before he could start overthinking, he reached for her and wrapped his hand around her wrist then brought her closer for more kisses. The little of clothes they still have must go and the desperation was increasing. Kurt didn’t want to rush things though the urge was almost unbearable. He was hard as a rock and his body was entirely awake, vibrating with desire.

Having Vivian against his body was so enticing, her round breasts pressing firmly against his chest. Her tempting round ass, his hands were back on each buttock and he wanted to get rid of that thong next but, why not getting distracted with her tongue for a little bit?

Finally, he pulled her underwear down, discarding it somewhere on the floor quickly and brought her on her back as he moved on top of her and between her legs...

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Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian buried her fingers in D’s hair as he attacked her neck, then slid one hand down his back to grab the hem of his t-shirt and tug it upwards over his head, helping him shrug it down his arms without breaking their kiss, then tossing it over her shoulder.

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Well things escalated quickly from a kiss to a very hot and bothered situation. Kurt wasn’t complaining tho, he was enjoying it but he felt he could reach the point of desperation soon. His lips sucked on the delicate skin of her neck as his hand tugged her blouse, keeping her at his mercy. His tail wrapped around her leg and his thumb toyed with her nipple.

He stopped teasing her and finally got rid of her blouse, these clothes needed to go and... “Bed, where is your bed?” He finally managed. Sure the couch seemed like fun but the cats were around and he wanted more space, besides he wanted to appreciate Vivian better and the bed is a better place to do that.

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Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian moaned in the back of her throat as the kiss deepened and intensified.  D’s hands clamped onto her derriere and dragged her closer, bringing her flush up against his hard chest and abdomen and..oohh!…a very definite erection!

She spread her thighs wider and wiggled closer so she could rub against that delicious hardness, a happy little growl in the back of her throat.  Nipping his lower lip, she soothed the tiny sting with her tongue and let her head sag back as D rubbed back, his fingers digging into her opulent curves.

She was probably soaking through her jeans, but she didn’t care…

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[kdarkholme]

“Mn..”

As the kiss intensified, his hands roamed on her tempting body. Her scrumptious ass was too irresistible not to be touched as the warmth of her firm body already doing things to his own, Lord. His own, responding fast to the demanding affection. He muttered a curse and groaned when she nipped his lower lip.

And when her neck was exposed, his lips pressed against the tempting skin, feeling the softness, teasing her while getting drunk in her scent. His lips traced a path of passionate kisses up her neck, jaw then after her lips again...

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Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian held her breath, and held very still as Darkholme slowly leaned in.  He gave her plenty of time to stop him.

She didn’t want to.

His lips were warm and soft and gentle, and suddenly all of the months of celibacy caught up with her.  

Quickly, she set Lurk down on the couch, scooped Dustmop off D’s lap and onto the other side of the cushions.  The kitten complained with a loud meow, and Dusty gave a startled mrrp? as Vivian settled herself astride D’s lap.

“Sorry, Dusty!”  Vivian was grinning.  “But that’s my spot.”  She went in for another kiss, a bit more assertive this time…

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[kdarkholme]

The sense of relief that came with Vivian’s response didn’t slow down his heart beat. It was beating fast, faster than when he ventured for a kiss.

And going for it brought a reward this time. He welcomed Vivian to his lap. Wrapping his arms around her body, he returned the kiss with ímpetu. His body awakening fast, his arousal increasing immediately, he just couldn’t help it.

It’s been years...

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[mythigal1966]

Closed RP with @kdarkholme

Vivian’s life had settled into a new pattern, and she found herself liking it: movies, take-out, and walks in Central Park with Darkholme filled previously empty days and evenings.

And, when he healed sufficiently, they did yoga together.  Granted, he was very rusty, and still a bit stiff from his injuries, but he was improving rapidly.  The cats added a humorous note to the proceedings—most of the time they simply watched in fascination, but occasionally one or the other would join in, using her or Darkholme as a climbing pole or a perch, or sitting in the spot where someone needed to put down a hand or a foot.  

It made Darkholme smile, which Vivian suspected he hadn’t done a lot of in the past few years.

Vivian felt great, physically—better than she had in years, as a matter of fact.  But she also was worried about what her partnership with Venom was doing to her body.  And, finally, she confided that worry to Darkholme.

“And, the worst part is, I can’t go to a doctor for a check-up.  I mean, it sounds too strange.  Not to mention, Venom is trying to avoid being noticed, right now…”

They were sitting on the couch, picking out the evenings movie, and the cats were perched on the back on the sofa cushions, supervising.

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Vivian snorted inelegantly.  “The most attractive man I’ve ever met was a manipulative bastard who liked to seduce virginal teenage girls.  Now THAT was a monster!”  She shook her head.  “Your hands and feet and tail and skin and eye color don’t even register on my monster scale.”

She resumed scratching Lurk’s ears.  “I pay far more attention to how people treat each other—and animals.”  

She smiled fondly at Dustmop, sprawled belly-up on Darkholm’s lap.  “And these two troublemakers adore you.  That’s way more attractive to me than a pretty face.”

She laughed suddenly.  “Besides—you can see how fond I am of beings with tails and gorgeous golden eyes!”

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[kdarkholme]

He looked at his hand on Vivian’s. Without saying anything he squeezed it and he decided to take a very risky decision as he...

Shortened the distance between them. Until his lips touched hers tentatively. His heart was racing fast and his whole body was warming up with both anticipation and nervousness. He knew he was risking everything with this but he had to venture for it.

As he finally his lips covered hers in a slow yet hesitant kiss as he risked his friendship for an impulse. For something he might assume he saw however, he had to try.

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