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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 15:05:06 GMT -5
It wasn't entirely intentional that her body temperature was rising like this. After all, many people connected 'hot' and 'passion' together, it was only logical that the connect was actually there. Freya was a pyromancer after all. She wasn't even entirely aware of the change in temperature, but somewhere deep in her subconscious was carefully monitoring it, keeping the temperature at a somewhat safe degrees, no burning was allowed after all!
Even when Rory was aware of his own teasing and how much it was driving her mad, he pushed it to new limits. He was straddling her but barely even touching her, the most contact being from their lips. He was lightly tracing the curve of her body, around to her waist, up to her stomach, barely even brushing her. If the touches hadn't been driving her completely mad she might have said it tickled, the brushing of his fingers like a feather.
It was truly maddening, his teasing, barely even touching her. And Freya was not going to have that. Her own fingers stopped the tracing of his muscles, instead, they wrapped around his neck, trying to literally pull him close enough that he wouldn't be able to tease her in such a way.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 15:27:35 GMT -5
The arm that was holding Rory up almost slipped when Freya suddenly began to pull him down. At first he was going to let her, until he began to realize what she was trying to do. She didn't want him to tease her anymore, that was almost the cue for Rory to do it more; again, seeing how far he could push her through the teasing.
When she pulled him down it did make it a bit harder to tease her body the way he had been, however, between the increasing heat and passion it was getting harder for him to tease and not just give her what she wanted. He settled for something in between what he wanted to do, and what Freya wanted him to do. He let his free hand, the one not holding him up, rest on her lower thigh, then it slowly began to slide up and over, back onto the skin of her body until it hit her shirt again.
The soft, passionate, kissing was starting to get to Rory though, he too was beginning to want a bit more than just to tease her. However he didn't want to push her into something she didn't want. So with his free hand he grabbed her rolled up shirt and began to slide it past her chest, though he did it slowly, as if asking her if it was alright.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 15:49:48 GMT -5
It really was a rather bad idea to let it known just how much Rory's teasing had been getting to her, because knowing Rory it usually meant he'd take advantage of it and make it all the worse. Hadn't she already learned that lesson earlier that day when he'd been standing there in only a bath towel?
Freya had almost scowled against his lips when she felt his hand on her thigh, moving slowly, almost teasingly back up to her bare skin. For a moment she had started to think pulling him closer wouldn't have stopped his teasing. Until his hand found her shirt again. He went slowly though, almost in an unsure questioning way. Why was he hesitating?
She didn't bother with any verbal or passionate answer, like they usually did, instead, she unlocked her fingers from around his neck, breaking the kiss for only a moment to finish discarding the top that he was taking to long to do. Her lips found his again, even more fiery then before.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 16:10:08 GMT -5
Rory knew very well by now how much his teasing was affecting her. In fact, now that he knew where to touch to really drive her crazy he would definitly be using to take advantage of situations. After all, Freya may be better at seduction than Rory, but Rory was a fast learner and he knew how to use things against people. Though, he never expected to use that skill in a way such as this.
When he started sliding her shirt off, he was still a bit hesitent, until she immediately broke the kiss and pulled it off the rest of the way as if impatient he had taken so long to do that. He immediately realized she didn't want hesitation from him and since Rory wasn't normally one to be hesitent, that suited him just fine. As Freya hadn't spoken to him, Rory didn't talk either, now wasn't the time for words and besides that, only a second after she had broken the kiss and pulled off her top, she was kissing him again.
It wasn't as desperate as earlier though, but it wasn't as soft as a moment ago either. The kiss had moved beyond passionate, though it still wasn't rough, and by now the kiss itself seemed to be literally fiery, even without Freya's power. With more of Freya's skin exposed the tent was beginning to get hotter, and it seemed her body was too. Rory could feel it as he once again began tracing her body, except now there was no shirt to stop him from running his fingers over what skin was exposed on her chest as well.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 17:16:52 GMT -5
Freya wasn't in the mood for hesitation from him, not that she ever was, but even less right now. He never hesitated, after all! Except for moments like this, moments when he was unsure how far he should go. Moments she didn't want him to hesitate. As inconvenient as it could be, it was a little cute though...
Never had Freya felt such a longing like this, and the way she kissed him was almost begging for more. His teasing had begun again though, only thing time he wasn't just limited to her lower torso. She suddenly sighed into the kiss, squirming a little from all the teasing. It was almost agonizing, but definitely wasn't a bad sort of agonizing. Still though, the more he teased her, the harder she kissed him.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 17:34:36 GMT -5
Though the desperation in the kiss was definitely gone, it had been replaced by something else. It was almost as if she were encouraging him to take it further, not just encouraging, but pleading him to. The feeling drove him wild, to know just what he was doing to her. For him, there was an almost uncontrollable passion, as if at any moment he would lose all self control completely. With the way she was kissing him, he wasn't sure if he could control himself much longer.
Rory felt her sigh, and the slight movements everywhere he touched. Not to mention, the longer his fingers traveled over her body, the more fiercly she seemed to be kissing him; that definitely wasn't motivation to stop. He let his fingers dance over her skin, only stopping when they met what little clothing was still on her torso. If she kept kissing him like this, he probably wouldn't stop for clothing.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 17:52:22 GMT -5
Uncontrollable passion, it fit them well. Right now, it was probably the only words capable of expressing the emotions going on between them. Uncontrollable urges that both were barely capable of keeping in check, uncontrollable feelings for the other that drove their passion.
It was truly getting agonizing, laying there and just enduring his torturous teasing. His touches electrifying and exhilarating, making her squirm softly into each touch. Self control on her head had long since vanished, the only thing stopping her being Rory's straddling her, leaving her near completely immobile. But, she was fine with that. After all, Rory was the only one allowed to pin her like this, and like everything else he was doing, it was completely exhilarating.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 18:33:03 GMT -5
There was no longer any disguising what they were doing, or how far they were going to take this. In fact, there hadn't been any illusions about where they were going, for a while now. The only thing that surprised Rory was that it had taken this long to get here, because it felt as if they should have done this long before today.
Every time she squirmed into his hand it simply seemed to cause him to want to do it more, but he wanted to turn it up some. Slowly he slid his hand down until it was at the point between her bare skin and pants. Then, he began to fumble with unbuttoning and unzipping them, which turned out to be harder than he had expected partly because he couldn't reach while he was kissing her, and because he could see. So his kissing moved from her lips to her cheek, then to her neck, chest, and down. Every inched he moved down his hand was able to push her pants off a bit further.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 19:10:28 GMT -5
How long had this been going on? It felt like eternity. She couldn't keep track of time any longer, had they been laying here like this, Rory teasing her in such ways and kissing her so passionately for minutes? An hour? Time seemed to have frozen for them.
She just about gasped when his fingers the skin right along her pants line before he started to remove them. This time though, as his kisses started to slowly move downward, she really did gasp, shivering under his lips.
A part of her, somewhere, started to wander, wondering why it'd taken them so long to get to this stage! What had been holding them back before now? Apparently will power. Now, it seemed both had abandoned that long ago. There really was no stopping them now. As Rory worked on removing her pants, she just lay there, gasping from both lack of oxygen during their kisses, but also from the pleasurable torture he was putting her through.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 30, 2010 20:04:46 GMT -5
Time had seemed to freeze for them, and Rory had lost track of it as well a long time ago. Most of the loss of time was from being with Freya, and being very focused on thing at a time. Though, it also distorted the time when the blizzard moved in and made it black in the middle of the afternoon. Though, if Rory had to guess it was probably night time by now, but he really didn't care. So long as this night didn't end any time soon.
Because Rory had been kissing her lips the whole time, he found it interesting that the rest of her body was just as hot to the touch as her lips as he kissed down it, not to mention as soft as butter. By now Rory was kissing down her stomach and nearly had her pants off, though he didn't show any intention of stopping his kisses.
In fact, he only stopped to place one last kiss just above the thin piece of clothing that was left under her pants. He sat up slightly and tossed the pants behind him. He leaned back over to Freya, kissing her neck slightly be for pressing his lips against hers again. He was no longer kneeling over her, but one of his hands started tracing her body once again. This time going much lower than he had before.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 31, 2010 0:36:17 GMT -5
((Since I'm more interested in causing chaos right now because of the party fight at the moment! We're just gunna skip what happens next, but I'm sure all of you know what happened....)) ___________________________________________ It was hard to believe they'd done what they had last night, if only because Freya had never thought such a thing could happen to her. But she'd never been so happy before in her life, not even the storm that had blown through had been enough to destroy that happiness. Somehow they had managed to snuggle up inside one sleeping bag, so close that Freya had half slept on top of him, curled up tightly against him with her head on his chest. But neither of them seemed to have much personal space with the other anymore.. That internal alarm clock completely ruined her slumber though, telling her it was time to get up at eight that morning. As much as she hated it, she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep now. With a soft sigh she shifted softly, turning just enough to see if Rory was awake... |
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 31, 2010 0:52:38 GMT -5
The hardest thing to believe for Rory was that he had actually fallen for someone enough that he would want to do what they did last night. Usually Rory held a steady disdain for everyone, but it was obvious that none of that was true for Freya. In fact, last night seemed to make him fall even harder for her, which he would have thought to be impossible.
It was a fairly tight fit in the sleeping bag, but neither of them seemed to care. Besides not caring how close they were now, falling asleep skin against skin with Freya had it's benefits in cold mountains like these; such as no longer being cold. Though Rory had been asleep, the feeling of someone looking at him seemed to pierce through his sleep and he slowly opened his eyes. To see that Freya was awake, "Good mornin', beautiful." He said with a soft smile.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 31, 2010 1:10:55 GMT -5
It really was warmer in the tent than it should have been, the source obvious, especially if you happened to be sleeping so close to it. Freya barely even noticed, the only thing registering that she wasn't cold. After a few moments though, she finally realized it. Had her body temperature stayed that same temperature the entire night? No.. It wasn't quite as warm as it had been. Still though...
Rory didn't seem like a heavy sleeper, because as soon as she looked at him, his eyes opened. She smiled, leaning forward a bit to softly kiss him before pulling back. "I remembered you're good morning kiss this time." Her eyes laughed softly, her smiling still as warm as before. She really was in a good mood, which seemed to be quite rare with where they happened to be.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Jul 31, 2010 1:31:29 GMT -5
Freya definitely brought a new meaning to "keeping each other warm". In fact, she did a very good job of it. So good, that Rory wouldn't mind doing this more often. Though, it was unfortunate that after this trip they probably wouldn't get many oppurtunites like this anymore. What with Tari and Rory living at the mansion, where there is very little privacy. He didn't want to think about though, preferring to savor the moment.
Rory grinned as she kissed him, "But I didn't get you anything." He said with a grin. He could still her a bit of wind outside, though nothing like last night, and honestly didn't want to get out of the sleeping back. Not to mention he wasn't wearing anything and the tent was somewhat cold. He let out an annoyed sigh, "I suppose we have to get up now..."
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Jul 31, 2010 2:01:06 GMT -5
It would be hard to find moments like this when they were forced back to their 'normal' lives, but Freya was sure they'd be able to manage some how. After last night, it was doubtful that would be the last time they did something like that.
She fixed him with a funny expression when he spoke, as if to ask if he was kidding or not. After a moment though, she seemed to shrug the thoughts aside, but was unable to truly shrug with how close they were. His next comment though, she almost gave him a bitter look. After a moment she turned into him, as if trying to hide her face in his chest again. "I don't want to." This was far to perfect. No way did she want it to end!
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