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goodfellow) wrote2011-11-04 11:38 pm
goodfellow) wrote2011-11-04 11:38 pm
At Zero
There were a number of clubs in the city that knew Rob Fellows as a frequent flier. Zero was one of them, and even though he hadn't been there in some time, he could tell that the bouncer recognized him. Just because he was in a good mood, Robin slipped him a twenty despite having already gotten inside. He tipped his hat and slid toward the bar, where he picked out a seat on the end and began to scope out the people around him.
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He jerked against the bonds, thinking for a moment not even about getting free, but getting his hands on her.
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Oh, but this was just how Lara liked it. She was in control in every way. She rode him, nice and slow, sitting up and thrusting her magnificent breasts out, head falling back with a sigh.
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But how could he possibly not want this when it felt so good? Why wouldn't he?
Not because of Thomas.
He groaned and bucked his hips, thrusting up into her. "You know, you could have more than a thrall," he said breathlessly. "Wouldn't you like a really good fuck?"
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"I always have a really good fuck," Lara answered with a soft laugh. "But it's cute that you're trying to talk your way out of it." She smirked, eyes a milky white, pupilless as she watched him, smiling a wicked smile that had a remarkable similarity to Thomas'.
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He wanted to kill her. He was not a kept puck.
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"Not necessarily. If you prove useful, I might just keep you around for a while." Lara caressed Robin's chest, continuing to rock on him, letting her demon drink deeply as she moved faster with a soft moan.
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Robin really had to force this out. It was hard despite how good what she was doing to him felt. But he dug down deep to his survival instinct.
"That might not be so bad." The breathless quality to his voice lent it a bit more sincerity.
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Lara pursed her lips, watching him consideringly. Then she decided he was far too coherent and pulled on her demon, amping up the lust quotient by a few factors, her fingernails digging into his chest as she leaned forward, slamming her body down on his cock over and over.
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Robin gasped and keened, hips jerking in time with her motions, on the very edge of orgasm for what seemed like an eternity.
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And Lara enjoyed keeping him there, letting the true power of the White Court soak into him. She could only imagine how much Thomas must hold back, but she didn't, especially not when she was actively trying to enthrall the puck. It would take repeat exposure, she was sure, especially as she didn't want to break his mind, just get him thoroughly addicted, and before Thomas could figure out where his little pet had gotten off to.
She was looking forward to the process. But for now, she stopped toying with him and rode him hard and fast, her own climax building as her demon feasted, their combined lust growing into a feedback loop of sheer ecstasy that finally had her shuddering with a soft scream of release.
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The feeling washed over him like pure fire, pure physical ecstasy that he hadn't felt since... well, probably since that time Thomas had damn near killed him.