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Yeah. That would be you. [And he believed that, panting softly as he stared down at her. She was amazing and he knew it. Delicious and tasty and driving him practically mad with the way she was working over him with those delicate, teasing touches.

His breaths were quick and heavy pants, eyes half closed as he watched her.]

That's not even fair.

[Gasping the words as he stared at her.]

Yes? Whatever you want? Please?

[Despite all they shared, thinking logically wasn't exactly easy for him when she was doing that.]

[Her breathing is slow and heavy, watching him intently as her mouth hovers close to him. Each exhale is pressed to him, each intake of air pulls a hint more of his scent, of his arousal to her. Her head tips slightly, brushing her lips against him once more as she thinks about the near whine of a whimper that came with his response.

Her tongue curls lightly around him, holding onto him for a moment before her head moves and she slips her mouth over the tip of him. Lips wrap to his head before she eases down onto his length, sucking lightly as she goes until she meets the sides of her fingers as they wrap around him. She can feel him twitch and it almost makes her smirk before she starts to pull inward with her mouth and suck on his cock.]

[Sex could be an awesome thing. Sex with Erica was, for Isaac, mindblowing. She was erotic and wicked, sexy and even down to Earth at the same time. He was falling for her, hard, though he fought to hide that part of his emotions. Or thought he did.

That she teased him like this, leaving him breathless and moaning, made it easy not to think about love and romance and focus only on one desire. Her.

One hand came up, tangling in her hair. Gathering it up even as he shuddered at the sucking. It was taking everything in him not to push, not to buck up and meet the back of her mouth, push against her throat. Only that emotion he hid kept him from that desire he was doing a poor job of hiding.]

[With her mouth so attentive around him, sucking as she held him within the wet heat she allowed her hand to shift over him. Her palm rubbed against him as she let her head bob over his length. It wasn't as if she thought much about the act or the level of pornographic it was, this was just something she wanted to do for him, she wanted him, wanted him to feel good and this level of teasing, of coaxing his arousal was fun for her.

Erica liked knowing that he enjoyed this, that he wanted more. She could sense that - maybe it was the werewolf in her, but she could sense that tension that he kept in his hand, the restraint he was showing.

Her head shifted slightly, letting the tip of him rub to the inside of her cheek before she pulled off of him with a slight bit of sound. Her eyes dropped to watch his cock, her hand working over it, spreading the slick of her saliva with her palm.]

[His entire body seemed to vibrate with the sensation of what she was doing to him. Shivering as he stared down at her, eyes wide and his nostrils flaring with his breaths.

His hand turned slightly, tightening in her hair. Not pulling, not tugging, but his hips rolled as he brushed the inside of her cheek. A second late but the sensation more than he could stand without movement.

The cool air over heated flesh made him writhing, whining in the back of his throat. Panting, his chest heaving as he watched her hand sliding down the slick thickness of his cock.]

Fuck. Please. Erica. [Moaning her name, barely making it a word as much as the pure desperation for more he was feeling.]

[She could give into his needs. Slip up onto his lap and ease over him. She could rock herself to a lovely state of bliss, but she was content with the hold she had on him, the whining and all the high sounds he was making.

Her lips pressed closer to him, the fullness of them ghosting over his shaft as she flicked her tongue out between them, eyes lifting to keep her gaze locked to his reactions.]

Shhhhh... [She let the word push to his skin, her hand continuing over him. Erica's tongue lapped up until her tongue traced to that ridge. Then it was only a moment before she took him into her mouth again. The shallow hold she kept to him, just sucking against that tip, letting her hand do most of the work for the moment as she just listened to him.]

[Control was almost a given for Isaac in many things. Those things were painful, and could mean the death of others. That was nothing like this. It didn’t involve the silken rough brush of long fingers stroking over flesh that throbbed with every pass. That was nothing about the heat of her breath brushing over sensitive skin, making his cock jerk in her hold. Control was one things. Surviving without losing himself over the wet heat of her tongue caressing delicate glans, leaving him panting so that every exhale was a soft whine, every inhale a rumbling groan.

The shhh only stopped his words, not those tiny, desperate sounds of desperation as his fist loosened, fingers splaying over her skull, fingers lightly scratching against her scalp.

His hips roll, pushing up slightly to feel more of her tongue on him, to fuck himself against the grip of her hand with a moan.]

[The motion of him is good. It's nice and it makes her hum a bit around his cock. Her mouth parts more, descending down his length as she continues that draw inward of her cheeks. She keeps her mouth moving over him, letting his hand guide her head a bit as her hand works against his motions.

She knows she could move, that she could shift and slip onto his lap, but she wants to do this. She wants to give him this. Just for him. He's done so much for her. So many times.]

[It is almost painful keeping his eyes open and yet knowing he couldn't let himself look away. He doesn't want to. Not with the sharp ridge of her cheekbones as she sucks against him. Not the brightness of her eyes.

Shuddering as his hips roll again, pushing up against the tight circle of her lips. His fingers brush over her scalp, feeling the soft brush of her hair against his hand as he makes soft, pleased sounds.]

Erica... I can't... Fuck, I can't last much longer.

[Warning her even as he moved, a steady lift now against her movements.]

[Her eyes flick up to meet to his, danger lit within them. She doesn't stop. Her mouth just lowers further onto him, sucks a bit harder, rubs her tongue against him, turns her wrist a bit. She wants him to, wants that release. She wants to be the one to have that control over his climax.

She never was like this before. She had fantasies, those day dreams that made her shift a bit in her jeans. They were always soft focus, hazy pleasant moments of kissing and closeness.

Then the Bite came and it gave her fangs. It gave her control over her body and she really loves using it. She keeps him in her mouth, keeps her lips drawn around him, her cheeks hollowed. Erica hums in encouragement, eyes locked to his as she tries to make him come.]

[With Erica Isaac finds he has trust. Trust to let her take control, to give her what she wants. He feels no need to hold back, to not be himself. Not so long as it is what she wants.

And those way she's pushing him, trying to get more, definitely says she wants the same things he does, and more with the way she's working to get it from him.

Hips rocking steadily now, pushing up as he can against the tight circle of her fingers, loving the friction, the way skin pulls and pushes, heated and feeling like it was throbbing against her hand.

Barely able to breath, hard and shallow panting as his balls tighten, drawing up against his body. Pressing his feet to the floor, shuddering as he pushed up again before slamming his hips down against the cushion, drawing out as far as he could.

Coming then, jerking against the plush lines of her lips as he came. Fingers lightly gripping at her scalp, still fighting not to hurt her even as the other hand gripped the arm, claws digging into the upholstery, teasing into it.]

[Feeling that shake, that tremble a moment before he pulled away from her mouth as much as possible, she waited. Taking that first rush of heat from him, swallowing it before her lips parted, hand working over him. Her eyes lifted, looking up at him as she let his release paint across her lips and tongue. Licking lightly against his head, a wicked smirk flirting on her features.]

[Isaac can see nothing but bright white lights and the inside of his eye lids. Any desire to watch Erica was lost, coming with tiny, needy jerks of his hips.

His chest heaved, body tingling as Isaac fought to open his eyes, to look at Erica once more. Catching that smirk, the briefest movement of her tongue.]

Oh God. Fuck. Erica.

[Panting hard, the words barely a whimper as his grip loosened, hand sliding loose from her hair. Brushing fingertips down over her hair, curving the line of her shoulder. ]

You are evil... and perfect.

[She let out a soft amused sound at his remark, brushing her mouth lightly over him before her hand eased off of his length. She allowed her fingertips to brush against the corners of her mouth, cleaning him off of her with a sweep of her tongue as she settled to rest on the backs of her heels.]

You are something to watch, that's for sure.

[Watching her closely, eyes half hooded as he sinks back and his chest still heaving with every breath. There's something erotic about her cleaning up, the smile on her lips.]

I hope that's something good. Even if I couldn't watch you the whole time, I know it was all good.

[Settled there, she smiles up at him.]

Good thing. Such a good thing. [Fingers ghost up against his shin before she rises to her feet in a slow fluid motion.]

I should let you recoup.

Yes, yes you are.

[He knows it's a bad joke, amused nonetheless. When she raises though, he reaches for her, curling his fingers around her wrist. ]

You don't have to do that. Let me recoup, that is.

[She smiles down at him.]

What should I do instead?

[Isaac chuckles, letting his thumb brush the inside of her wrist.]

I was more thinking about what I can do, not what you should do.

[She smirks, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his temple.]

I think for once, I'm going to have to say no just because I think I like it better that you owe me one.

[Isaac can't help but laugh at that.]

Well, I'm not bothered by that, Erica. I don't mind owing you at all.

Good. [She smirks, brushes a kiss to his mouth and then saunters away from him!! Which caps this thread that started in December;; LOL]

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