Summary: She's my possession. Rated M for you know... Liley.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea of this fic.
Warning: This fic contains lesbian content and sexual content.
A/N: I was in the mood to experiment with sexual content, not really my forte but I figured what the hell I'll give it a shot. Read and review please!
My Possession
Every thing's quiet, not too quiet but a peaceful silence type of quiet. Her slim body lying flush against mine, my arms wrapped around her waist holding her body in place against my own as if someone or something were trying to take her away from me. She's mine to hold and I will not let her go. Till the day I die and forever after I will always hold her and mark her as mine.
Her skin is so soft and smooth and enthralling that I can't help but gently run my finger tips over every inch. Her body arches and twists into to my touch and a grin spreads across my lips. This young woman is mine, my possession, my everything.
I watch as her chest rises and falls with each breath she breathes and find that I want those soft supple breasts so much so, that my mouth is watering. My finger tips trace a line up to one of the mounds of flesh that I desire and lightly pinch the slightly erect nipple eliciting a throaty moan from her lips. Another light pinch and she's rolling over on her back practically begging for more. Only, I go at the pace that I want.
After a moment, I lightly pinch the hard nipple again and roll it between my finger tips. Her back arches, wanting more and I deny that involuntary request. Blue eyes flutter open from their half sleep with lust and confusion etched in them. One look from me and she knows that she may as well give up her body to me right now. She knows that I see her as my possession, hell she even likes to submit herself to me.
She lies on her back, still and unmoving as I caress each part of her except the two places where she desperately wants to be touched. I can smell her arousal as my lips lightly kiss and tickle her thighs. A moan escapes her lips and her hips involuntarily arch, craving more. I, very lightly, taste her and just as I start I stop and claim her lips with my own, letting her taste herself.
My fingers trace her outer lips before dipping one digit into her waiting wetness before pulling back out, teasing her once more.
"Please..." She begs.
I grin and dip my finger into her wetness again, thrusting once...twice...and then pull out again. Her moans being both of pleasure and displeasure.
"What do you want?" I question, knowing full well what she wants.
"You." She answers, only, that's not the answer I want.
I plunge two fingers in and sharply pull back out.
"What do you want?" I question again while pressing my thumb to her swollen clit.
"Oh God, I want you to fuck me." She moans while thrusting her hips into my waiting hand.
A feline grin taints my lips and I give her what she wants. First one finger then a thrust, and then another finger and another thrust. Her moans are the only noise filling the room besides the sound of my fingers thrusting into her wetness.
My tongue dances across her nipple, my teeth lightly nipping, and her moans increasing. Her hands clench the bedsheets and her hips catch my thrusts with each movement. I can feel her walls starting to close in on my fingers and I quickly remove them, ignoring her groan of displeasure. My tongue replaces my fingers as I indulge myself with her sweet taste.
I lick up to her clit and lightly flick and tease the swollen nub while inserting my digits back into her waiting wetness. She screams my name in ecstasy and I revel in the fact that it's my name she's calling, mine and no one else's.