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Silver Tongue	By : TheresMoneyInThis Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Silver Tongue
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A muffled groan escaped her as she sank her teeth partly into the side of her knuckle; her other fingers tangled in his blonde hair as she felt him move between her. His own leather fingers bundled up part of her skirt and held it against her waist as his second hand was pressed tightly against her left, heated thigh; his fingertips pressed into her darker skin as though to maintain a grasp on her leg and keep it in place.
She tilted her head back against the wall behind her and just briefly arched forward as she felt his tongue further its investigation of her lower organs. The tip of his wet appendage moved itself back and forth against her vulnerable, hardened clit and followed the blood-filled shape of it; mixing his warm salvia with her own bodily fluid as a few strokes of it made its way across his lips. A longer moan erupted from the back of her throat and came out in a husky expression as he pressed to almost engulf the organ; his lips touching at the same organ as he brushed it several times just to engage her further before closing around it. She was almost certain that by the end of it, her skin was going to be broken around the knuckle and her teeth were going to be halfway embedded into the muscle underneath. Fuck...
The hand that had been pressed against her leg moved inward and she shuddered at the feel of the flat of his thumb move in; making harsh contact against the further portions of her clit before it continued on. It moved between the crevice of her folds before he furthered their separation with the penetration of two digits. A sharpened hiss escaped her now just before the introduction of his tongue eased it over with a barely audible gasp. His fingers pressed inward until the last knuckle was lost between her aching folds; when he moved to separate the digits it furthered the space between the tissue and gave more space for his tongue.

"Ahh..."
Her long-winded moan was enough to press him forward as he stroked the tip of his tongue across her open crevice before he allowed for it to divulge in deeper; tasting the inside of her folds before almost feeling the throbbing of her muscles just lining her penetrated entrance. The muscles were partly pushed apart just enough for part of his tongue to slip inside; certain to feel the throb of her muscles this time as they seemed to reject and celebrate his presence. There was a thicker coat of fluid that marked the inside of her entrance and fell in slick trickles downward; falling over his lower lip and making its way down his chin. He pulled his fingers downward for a brief moment before he pressed back into her; making a slow rhythm that would encourage her body to become engaged just a bit faster.
She was so eager to open her legs to him and only him but she was sometimes difficult to engage; her body seemed to enjoy giving him a challenge to work with, which he was always available to take on.
He could feel her nails practically digging into his scalp now as he continued to progress the rhythm and combination of his fingers and tongue; maybe striking a bit harder with his fingers to completely wreck her vulnerable nerves with his presence. Her hips were practically shaking against his one hand as she continued to curl her fingers in his hair; her body arching and moving as it tried to find some sense of balance against the wall behind her.
"Tesla..."
He leaned back for a moment to catch his breath and felt her fingers loosen their grip on his scalp. "When you say my name like that, it makes me wonder who the real prey is here..."
A coarse chuckle escaped her as she tightened her grip on his hair just enough to pull his head back. Her other hand moved to balance partly on his chin as she brushed her fingers to wipe away the fluid that had collected on his lips; fingertips teasing those same lips just before he took them into his mouth. "Do you want to continue this little game of Huntress and Prey then? Just to find out the answer to that?"
His tongue moved to partly separate her fingers before he tilted his head back enough to speak. "Is that what the Lioness wants?" he questioned before feeling the toe of her foot press into his chest before she pushed him back; nearly making him lose his balance from his knees. Her fingers moved to brush across one cheek as she slowly stepped around him; catching the light curve of the shell of his ear before she gave it a light tug to urge him to follow. Pushing himself to his feet, he turned to follow and caught the extra swing in her hips just before she moved around the next corner to pull away from his sight. She didn't like wasted time and he didn't have all too much to spare as he continued on after her.
Her fingers caught a hold of his uniform as he came around the corner and urged him to quicker steps as she pulled him along towards her bed. A rougher touch of her hands practically shoved him onto the edge of her mattress. "I'll show you, Lindocruz... exactly what the lioness likes to do."
"Then teach me, Hunter." he remarked; feeling the pressure of her body as she climbed into his lap. Hands practically clawing at the back of his neck as he moved his hands to her hips; sliding underneath the white material of her skirt to grasp at her dark skin.
Her flushed lips moved in to balance against his before her nails forced him forward and nearly bruised his lips in the sharp collision. It was a more of an unstable and messy embrace as her tongue moved into his mouth almost upon impact; using the first moment he was off-guard to take her advantage over him. A faint muffled groan left him at the sensation and movement of her tongue as she stroked every inch she could inside of his mouth; her nails dragging themselves down the vulnerability of his flesh before her fingers moved to tangle in his uniform. She moved one hand down to take a hold of the hem of his longer uniform top as she hoisted it up just enough to reveal the bare flesh of his abdomen before she seemed to change her motive.
A sharp hiss escaped his lips as her hand found itself down the front of his pants; the sudden pressure of her grasp against his own more vulnerable organs was enough for him to break away from their embrace. "Pf.. I... Mila-"
"You know you like it." she purred; the tip of her tongue playing with the other shell of his ear before she bit into the soft tissue- biting down hard enough to draw blood. "Besides, isn't this the same act you just pulled on me a few moments ago? I just thought I'd return the favor."
Every chance he tried to make a response, the tighter her grip became; it was that balance between pleasure and almost pain that she had somehow perfected. The rough feel of those same nails as they ran down along the sensitive flesh of his hardening sex was enough to put most of his nerves on end; his breathing slightly wavering in and out every now and again. She continued to nip ever so lightly at his lower lip as her body moved to press itself closer against him; lifting herself up on her knees for a moment to press her bountiful breasts against his sternum.
It was a difficult choice to make between the rough rhythm of her hand and the purring gasps for air that panted in his ear; her heated breath nearly burning his skin as her body urged for some kind of fusion of the flesh. His hands moved to dig into her back before they practically ripped the small zipper of her uniform top clean from the fabric. The white material crumpled easily away from her darker flesh and fell to expose her robust breasts that were hardly contained in the tight-fitting uniform piece. Before she had much of a choice in the matter, he dipped downward and captured one of her semi-hardened perks against his lips. The lightly-tanned nipple was pale in comparison to her darker-skinned body yet was just as sweet as the rest of her flesh; just as warm and addicting against his tongue. A partly given gasp hinted at her near gleeful dismay at his sudden action before she moved both of her hands to tangle in his short hair; using the grip to encourage his action as she lifted herself slightly to better adjust to his position. He gripped at her wide ribcage with his strong hands and continued to render the gentle tissue victim to his touch.
A light moan escaped her already parted lips at the way his method was rough and yet managed to keep his touch gentle against her sensitive flesh. The forceful way he pulled at the mammary in a consistent rhythm as he suckled at the soft tissue. She pressed him inward to encourage him to take more and strengthen his method, which he was eager to follow and repeat. He pulled away as the perk finally reached its peak before he moved his attention to her second one. This time, he used only the tip of his tongue to tease the easy flesh and traced over its curved surface; he brushed forward only at her command and pulled the nipple into his mouth once again. She groaned briefly at the hint of his teeth as he lightly nipped at her flesh in the midst of his continued method. The warmth of his salvia layered over her flesh as he worked against her and pressured the tissue to harden under the extent of his touch.
Hands slid down along her back before he was able to grasp her by the hips and pull her free from his lap; rolling them both over until they were somewhat balancing on the edge of the bed. He kept his grip on her tight and pushed her further up along the mattress until they were more properly aligned. Her chocolate-skin body was semi-sprawled underneath him as her bare breasts showed a slight swell from where his lips had once been attached; her white skirt was bundled up against her long thighs and could just barely keep her lower body covered. Those thick, brown locks of hers were spread out around him and came into contrast with her vibrant white bed sheets; her predatory eyes looked up at him and seemed to be devouring him with every passing second of contact. Slowly, her legs moved to dress over his hips as she pulled him in closer to her; fingertips grabbed at the hem of his uniform top and slowly began to pull it off to reveal his pale-white skin underneath. He moved to assist her with the motion and pulled the limp material over his shoulders; tossing it aside when he was done.
Her long nails skimmed over the flat surface of his sternum as she looked over the collection of scars that riddled his body; finding herself more and more intrigued with them although hating them just the same as well.
"And what does the lioness say now?" he questioned as he moved to brace himself on his forearms now; listening to the mattress squeak from the extra force. He lightly skimmed his lips against her sternum before he buried his head between her breasts and moved further downward.
She bit lightly into her lower lip as he progressed down to her ribcage before he touched at the dark circle of her abdomen; hissing lightly between her teeth as the sensations were both pleasuring and painful. The empty space that split straight through her body was incredibly sensitive around its edges and even more so on the bare inside, where he occasionally ventured; the wet tip of his tongue able to correctly dispel waves of pleasure through her body. "That you should keep using that tongue of yours until I'm satisfied." she teased; her fingers lightly tangling in the bed covers above her. Her legs moved to tie themselves around his waist as she pushed them back and forth in a playful manner.
He followed her as she spoke and lightly touched around the surface of her open abdomen; feeling the vibrations that passed underneath her skin at the contact. She seemed all the more pleased with the way things were going and he paid attention to every soft moan that escaped her open lips. He had been with her long enough to detail what she wanted or needed, able to give in to her demands the moment they arose.
So when the touch of her hands moved to brace against his shoulders, he knew what she wanted.
The further climb along the mattress dragged them both to the top of the bed as she moved to position her body over his own; her hands pressing down against his wrists. Fingers took their luxury in time as they looped a softly-knitted rope against his flesh. She took however long she wished as she finished tying each wrist to the closest bedpost above them; she almost seemed to press her breasts purposely close to him during the process and bear her hips down heavily against his waist. Her knots were tight but not overbearing, giving him enough space to still feel his fingers and curl them in slightly; if he was careful, they wouldn't leave bruises but that was always a gamble. When she sat back against him, she held that high air of a winning predator; her dark lips curled upward into a passive smirk.
Her hands moved to cup his broad jawline before they slowly slid down to scope over every contour of his upper body. Fingers finding pleasure in tracing the shapes of his pectorals and even down to his sculpted abdomen, where she seemed to enjoy a majority of her time. He watched her carefully as she seemed lost in her own hunting ground; hands moving systematically with her subconscious as she pressed into tender, vulnerable areas of his body and forced him to wince slightly underneath her. The flat of her thumb skirted around one of his nipples and he couldn't resist the slight chill that stirred down his spine. She took note of the reaction and slowly lowered herself; the tip of her tongue skimming over the sensitive surface to force him into another slight cringe that only fed her predatory mind.
The wet contact of her tongue against his stomach was enough to tighten his abdomen slightly as the sensation that followed borderline being partly squeamish to his nerves; it was only when she touched at the lowering dip of his pelvic region that the sensation seemed to strive more to heat than anything else. Her nimble fingers made slow work of the black sash around his narrow waist as she unfolded it and pulled it loose from around him. She leaned back slightly and teased the dark material between her hands before she moved to inch closer to him; her lips moving to barely tease and balance on his own. Her warm contact was familiar as he felt the way she opened her lips against his and seemed to tease the revealing embrace again and again. The tip of her tongue teasing the tip of his own as she moved in to enclose their lips.
He supposed he had been blindsided enough by the embrace that he had failed to recognize her real intentions. It was only when he felt the soft material of that same sash brush against his face, that her plan finally came to his attention; it was too late by then though as she had already finished tying it off at the back of his head.
"What are you-" the press of a single finger against his lips upon their separation stopped him in mid-question.
"Because I like it, that's why." she interrupted; waiting for the tension of his lips to cease before she pulled her finger away. "Now then, if you don't continue to behave yourself, I'll make a gag next."
She caught the slight downturn of his lips but he seemed to follow her advice. Grinning to herself, she moved her fingers to tease with the waistband of his pants now and slowly tugged it further downward; feeling the way he seemed to briefly struggle with the motion. Her lips brushed against his jawline and moved along the deep curve as her hands moved to completely remove the uniform material from his waist and hips. A sharp intake of air struck from his lips as her fingertips moved in to brush against his hardened sex; tracing the entire length from base to tip several times to feel his body react to the touch. The flat of her thumb moved to glide over his tip as she made a small circular motion against him; listening to him groan briefly at the sharp sensation. She pressed in one more kiss against the corner of his lips before she moved to the curve of his neck and dropped herself further down along his body.
The heat of her touch and lips against his pale skin was enough to stir the blood flow in his body; making it already obvious as to where most of it was going. Her fingers continued to stroke him regardless before he felt the way her hands moved to press against the inside of his legs instead. The circular motions that followed afterwards invoked a sharp groan from him as she wasted no time in continuing the harsh presence against him. An airless response escaped at the touch of her lips against him; the feel of her warm tongue moving against his hardened skin was nearly mind-numbing; the rough texture of her tongue borderline abuse. He let his head fall back as her lips closed against him and moved in lower; his fingers partly closing inward from their restrained position as she moved herself in against him.
It was her fingers pressing into his legs now as she moved her lips downward on his sex; taking it in inch by inch. She heard the repressed groans that escaped him now as she pulled back slightly only to regain the lost inches. Moving to slightly reposition herself against him, she pressed her hands more so on his waist now and moved down further; completely taking him in now as her lips touched at the base. It was the same up and down motion as she used her tongue to further the act and listened to the continuous moans that escaped him; feeling him slightly twist from the sensations. Pulling herself back, she ran her tongue over the tip of him and tasted just a brief hint of the salty fluid that slowly expelled itself in awaiting anticipation. His entire body seemed to have been tensed for a moment as the act was slowly breaking him down.
She moved herself further back and repositioned once more as she aligned her hips over his own; moving to lower them properly together. A moan moved from the back of her throat as she pressed down just enough for his rounded head to press in through her folds; holding the position as she moved her hips back and forth slightly to tease them both with the oncoming sensation. The feel of his hardened length just barely pressing against her tight entrance was enough of a lust-like torture for her as she pushed down just enough to obtain minimum penetration.
A sharp moan escaped him as she pressed herself quickly downward in a solid motion until her body bore down against his hips; the sudden tightness of her muscles against him nearly left him breathless as the brief shock of the rushed penetration left a minor tremor in his chest. Her hands moved to balance on his abdomen as she lifted her hips briefly before she brought them back down; achieving a short rhythm that consisted of just a few inches at first before she slowly pulled herself back to his tip. His head fell to one side as he could feel his lungs beginning to pick up speed; her body moving down in slow motions as though to savor every thrust and every inch that pressed in through her muscles. Her nails curled into his flesh as she arched her back inward and pressed her hips back; bringing herself down at a slight angle that pulled at him for a moment.
The slow motions gradually picked up as she began to bring more force and speed to the lifts; pumping herself almost as he followed through with her motions and counteracted them with his own thrusts. There were soft collections of moans that escaped her as she arched her hips and moved to where every thrust would target a central area inside of her. He could feel the tightness of her cervix opening as she lead him to it again and again; he could feel that minor rough patch of nerves that lined part of her walls and urged for further contact against it. There were bound to be bruises from where her body was practically slamming into his hips as she pressed herself harder and harder against him. The warm muscles of her inner body were slicked with the growing rush of fluid that seemed to be forcing its way between them; leaving behind traces against his own flesh now.
One more harsh down thrust brought him completely inside of her once more and he shuddered as the brink of release seemed well within grasp; and yet she took the moment to seemingly savor the entire ordeal. Her fingernails leaving bloodied lines against his abdomen now as they curled back and forth to further the minor injuries. He could hear her panting heavily and taking in short, deep gasps before she lifted herself once more; bringing her hips back down in a heavier drop that was sure to solidify the entire moment into one, nerve-bursting passion scream.
She never failed to give him that last encore of her deep screams when she was through; her voice husky and deep now as it sounded more like her animalistic tone instead of that of a human-based form. It was like listening to the satisfied call of a Lioness as her body arched forward before it leaned back; she always used movements to accent her last call and her body was her greatest accent to movement at that.
He never reached that kind of decibel that she achieved and was more satisfied with a quieter sense of release. Still, the flow of hot fluids between them was enough to garner a long-winded groan as his body fell more into the restraints against him.
The moment after was always filled with panting silence as their minds rushed to catch up while their bodies were either cooling down or eager to go for another. He could feel the faint traces of blood as it ran down from the dip of his abdomen; her sharpened nails were always certain to do some kind of lust-induced damage to him but he was willing to face the brute of it.
"Another successful hunt." she teased as she moved to pull herself into a brief stretch; her hands running through her slightly disheveled locks.
"I'm glad to hear it." he started; feeling the slight relief of pressure as she lifted herself from him. "Now then, if you could cut these restraints and unblind me, that would be even more satisfying."
"For who exactly?" she questioned as she moved herself to the mattress before she slowly slid her legs over the edge of it. "As the Hunter, I think I deserve the right to pose you however I wish... and I like this one best."
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