Being Held Captive (Female M)
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Arching her back into him, she moaned loudly, tightening her hold on his back. Her arms tightening around his body as he slowly moved within her, her heart-rate increasing, gasping into his shoulder. Leaning back, she looked up at him, mouth opened slightly as he pistoned within her.
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He groans as she moaned loudly. He could feel her tighten her hold on him and holding him closer as she was gasping into his shoulder. He looked down at her his eyes looking into hers as his thrusts slowly started to grow faster.
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Looking up at him, she slipped a hand up his back to his neck before leaning up and pressing open-mouthed kisses to the side of his neck and shoulder, tongue flicking out to taste his skin. "Oh...Devin," she moaned into his ear before kissing the span of neck below it, "Harder...god...harder."
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He groaned feeling her hand slid up back to his neck as she leaned up and kissed his neck and shoulders feeling her tongue flick his skin. He groaned alittle louder as she moaned his name. He then heard her tell him harder and he of course obeyed his thrusting growing harder and deeper
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Pressing her forehead to his shoulder again as he deepened his thrusts, panting with each of his movements, crying out when he hit her g-spot. Her hands slipped up and down his back as he pounded into her. "Right there," she said against his shoulder, "Oh...oh...so close..."
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He groaned a he continued the same pace and thrusting into her g-spot over and over with a groan. He then closed his eyes as his thrusting got a little quicker.
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Burying her face in his shoulder, arms tightening around him, she felt her climax wash over her, smothering her scream into his shoulder. Her hands clutched at his back as she did, body tensing up against him, all of her muscles contracting almost painfully.
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He groaned as he felt her climax..."Ohhh god.." He groaned as his thrusts continued. Eventually he him self groaned..."Ohhh...I'm getting close." He groaned as he looked down at her.
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Arching her body beneath his, she rolled her hips against his, fingers sliding up and down his back. Kissing the side of his neck, she leaned up to his ear. "Let go," she whispered in his ear, gasping as he continued moving within her.
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He groaned as he felt her roll her hips against his and her fingers slidding up and down his back as she kissed the side of his neck. He then heard her tell him to let go and he groaned he thrusted into her one last time as deep as he could go before climaxing himself.
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Feeling him thrust one last time, deep within her, she moaned slightly in pleasure. Collapsing back against the furs below, she allowed her bright silver eyes to slide closed, arms still wrapped around him. Breathing heavily below him, she opened her eyes and looked up at him through a slightly glazed gaze.
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He looked down at her and grinned..."Wow that was amazing." He says with a smile as he leaned down and kissed her softly. Before moving his head back and looking down at her with a smile.
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Smiling up at him, she returned his gentle kiss, her hands loosening their stranglehold on his body. "Yes, it was," she said after he pulled away, her hands sliding down his arms to grip near his elbows as she looked up at him, "Wonderfully amazing."
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He smiles feeling her loosen her grip on him. His eyes looked down into hers kissing her once more softly. He couldn't believe what had jsut happened between the both of them.
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Returning his kiss in the same fashion, she moaned quietly in contentment. It was odd how only hours ago, they were trying to kill each other, but now they were sharing the same bedspace. She didn't mind though, since her mind was very firmly implanted in the present, and not wandering into strange topics such as that.
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He smiles as he laid his head inbetween her breasts for a moment before reluctently pulling out of her and moving to her side looking over to her with a smile and a slight yawn.
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Turning onto her side, she propped her head up on her hand, looking at him with a contented smile on her face. One of her hands dropped to his hip and slid up along his ribs, tracing along his slightly moist flesh.
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He smiles his muscles jumping slightly to her touch as she moved her hand from his hip and then slid it up along his rids. His hand moved and brushed a starand of hair from her face. He couldn't help but to smile everything was perfect.
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Looking down at him with her silver gaze, she allowed a small smile to remain upon her face as she laid her cheek on his chest, draping herself partway over him. Her hand stilled its movements on his ribs as she failed to hold a quiet yawn from escaping her mouth. She should get some rest, she was still the general of the Vanguard, and she still had duties and obligations to adhere to. Focusing slightly, she carefully relaxed her muscles along her back and shoulders, slowly drifting from the waking world with the steady rise and fall of his chest, and the beating of his heart. Blinking her eyes lazily, her hand started trailing along his ribs once again.
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He smiles as he watched her yawn. He then completly relaxed looking to her. "I love you." He says with a smile before his eyes closed slowly and he fell asleep as she trailed her hand over his ribs.
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His statement stunned her, and he was asleep before she had formulated a reply. "Love isn't accepted in this society," she whispered to his sleeping form, "But I am not fully Barbarian. And I am pretty sure I love you too." With that admission, she too fell to sleep, lying partially atop him.
Before sunrise, the next morning
Shifting slightly, she opened her eyes, remembering the previous day's activities. Lifting her head, she peered up at his sleeping face before gently shifting off him and rising to her feet. Padding across the tent, she spotted her leather clothing cleaned and folded atop her desk. Grabbing the tight black pants, she pulled them up her legs, lacing them tightly. That was quickly followed by a tight black shirt fastening the snaps of the high collar. Looking at the arm of it, where it had been sliced from shoulder to elbow, she saw it had been repaired. Grabbing the flat black breast-plate she carefully snapped it on, followed by the collar protector and her bracers and greaves. Slinging her weapon's belt around her waist, she cinched the belt tight and slung her quiver over her shoulder. Looking back over at him, she smiled slightly before bending at the waist and quickly writing him a quick message, in his own language, one she hadn't written since she was a small girl; the message telling him that she would be in the practice grounds. Walking back over to him, she gently laid the piece of paper beside his head, before turning and walking toward the tent flap, slipping her boots on and grabbing her bow on her way out.
Before sunrise, the next morning
Shifting slightly, she opened her eyes, remembering the previous day's activities. Lifting her head, she peered up at his sleeping face before gently shifting off him and rising to her feet. Padding across the tent, she spotted her leather clothing cleaned and folded atop her desk. Grabbing the tight black pants, she pulled them up her legs, lacing them tightly. That was quickly followed by a tight black shirt fastening the snaps of the high collar. Looking at the arm of it, where it had been sliced from shoulder to elbow, she saw it had been repaired. Grabbing the flat black breast-plate she carefully snapped it on, followed by the collar protector and her bracers and greaves. Slinging her weapon's belt around her waist, she cinched the belt tight and slung her quiver over her shoulder. Looking back over at him, she smiled slightly before bending at the waist and quickly writing him a quick message, in his own language, one she hadn't written since she was a small girl; the message telling him that she would be in the practice grounds. Walking back over to him, she gently laid the piece of paper beside his head, before turning and walking toward the tent flap, slipping her boots on and grabbing her bow on her way out.
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He smiles in his sleep not even waking as she moved off of him. After a about an hour his eyes slowly opened and he stretched slightly and yawned before reaching over and picking up the note and reading before standing up and heading over picking up his cloths and pulling them on before heading out to the practice grounds stretching as he did so.
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Ducking below a horizontal chop aimed at her shoulder, she rolled toward the giant man wielding a huge battle-axe, coming to a knee and thrusting with her sword toward his middle harshly, the tattoos standing dark black on her face. "Come on Thaddeus," she barked rolling away from the huge man as he hacked downward at her. Rolling to her feet she spun her sword in a quick circle at her side before circling him warily, braid hanging down her back. By this time, the sun was starting to rise, and she had sweat rolling slowly down her forehead. "You're getting slow," she taunted through bared teeth, "I may have to mark your not-so-pretty face with the tip of my sword." The big man laughed, revealing bright white teeth below a mask of tattoos on his face. "Or I could mark your ugly mug, Aryana" he said in his deep bass voice, swinging his axe as he lunged. She parried the giant weapon with a loud crash of steel on steel and a shower of sparks, laughing as she danced around him nimbly.
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Devin smirked slightly as he leaned against a near by tree watching with amuzement before shaking his head and sitting down against the tree and watching them. She really knew what she was doing that was for sure. After a bit he walked over to the edge and watched more closely keeping quiet so he wouldn't disturbe them.
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Leaping back from another swipe, this time aimed at her head, she whipped her arm back and threw her sword at him, causing the large man to swing his axe to knock it from the air. The move caused him an opening, which she took advantage of by sprinting forward and performing a leaping tackle which caused both to land in a heap on the ground. She was instantly kneeling on his back, a knife having appeared in her hand and the point jabbing into the large man's carotid artery. "You're getting slow in your old age, Thaddeus," she said with a bloodthirsty grin. "I'll show you, girl," he growled from his position on the ground, "Now, gerroff. I want my second breakfast." Pushing off of his back, she slipped her knife back into its sheath before helping the grey haired man off the ground. She went and picked up her sword, sliding it down into her sheath as he leaned down and collected the huge axe. Grinning at her, he propped it on his shoulder before saluting and wandering toward the mess tent. Reaching up and wiping the sweat off her forehead before turning and spotting Devin. Tilting her head, she bent over and lifted her quiver and bow from where they had been propped against a tree that had fresh gouges cut from the trunk where their spar had taken them around the tree fighting back and forth. "How long have you been there," she asked, walking over to him, her tattoos starting to fade, stopping just within arms reach, remaining professional outside her tent, "I see you found the practice grounds alright." She quickly unstrung the longbow and carefully coiled the cord and placed it in a pouch at her belt. "I was wondering if you would," she said, looking back up at him, "And I was hoping you could understand the message. I haven't written in this language in years."
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