[Aggressive and controlling, Jinx rarely let someone get on top of her. Not unless she was sure she could just shove them off if they got too cocky about it. This was different. A lot different. For once, she wanted someone else to take over. From this day forward, Gabriel belonged to her. It was only fair that she gave him something of equal value. So she let him force her down, maul her with his mouth. The bruises were welcomed. When she looked in the mirror in the morning, she wanted to grin like the cat who ate the canary at all his marks.
As he undressed, she watched him through half lidded eyes. Her arms were over her head as she laid on the couch, draped lazily over the arm rest. Chills coated her skin and they weren't all from the cold. Gabriel was not the kind of man she was usually attracted to. Nearly every guy she hung on the arm of in the past was toned, young, and good looking by definition. This was, once again, different, but different was not bad. Loki's scars caught her attention, and she lingered on them for a moment as she looked him over. There were no snide remarks out of her, no odd looks, nothing but a purr in her throat and a spark in her eyes.
The moment he pinned her, she groaned loudly. Her back arched against the feeling of his mouth, his hands. Eyes closed now, she let her head fall back and only reacted to tactile sensation. And oh, did she react. Soft cries that she tried to muffle by biting her lip. Her claws latched onto the armrest and her hips tried to buck up with his hands pinning them. The cold air felt wonderful on her moistened skin. This was the most experienced man she had ever been with, and just from this, she could tell that complicated was the best idea she ever had.]
Gabriel!
[She was the first to speak an actual word in a good, long while as he sucked at the more sensitive areas of her breasts. In her short life so far, she never had anyone pay this much attention to her body. It was always enough foreplay to say it happened, which was usually thirty seconds worth of groping, then time to hump away for a few minutes. Being with a man, especially one older than the human race with a black book longer than the Torah, was a new and extremely enjoyable experience. Her knees quivered. A moan nearly turned into a squeal before she brought her hand to her mouth and bit down on a knuckle. Her other hand reached out for Gabriel's bare shoulder. Four claws dug into the first layer of skin. Once again, her hips lifted off the couch to push against him, making her shudder.]
We shouldn't...
[The words slipped out through a moan, then she bit down on her knuckle again. It was an extremely convincing argument on her part. It came out in the same tone "I want you" probably would. Her eyes opened and she blinked at the ceiling. Something caught the corner of her eye, strange shadows on the walls, then she closed them again. The candles in the room flared up, cracking with a mildly pink tinted flame. Anyone could see how much she wanted to just say "screw it" and... well.]
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Date: 2011-02-25 07:41 am (UTC)As he undressed, she watched him through half lidded eyes. Her arms were over her head as she laid on the couch, draped lazily over the arm rest. Chills coated her skin and they weren't all from the cold. Gabriel was not the kind of man she was usually attracted to. Nearly every guy she hung on the arm of in the past was toned, young, and good looking by definition. This was, once again, different, but different was not bad. Loki's scars caught her attention, and she lingered on them for a moment as she looked him over. There were no snide remarks out of her, no odd looks, nothing but a purr in her throat and a spark in her eyes.
The moment he pinned her, she groaned loudly. Her back arched against the feeling of his mouth, his hands. Eyes closed now, she let her head fall back and only reacted to tactile sensation. And oh, did she react. Soft cries that she tried to muffle by biting her lip. Her claws latched onto the armrest and her hips tried to buck up with his hands pinning them. The cold air felt wonderful on her moistened skin. This was the most experienced man she had ever been with, and just from this, she could tell that complicated was the best idea she ever had.]
Gabriel!
[She was the first to speak an actual word in a good, long while as he sucked at the more sensitive areas of her breasts. In her short life so far, she never had anyone pay this much attention to her body. It was always enough foreplay to say it happened, which was usually thirty seconds worth of groping, then time to hump away for a few minutes. Being with a man, especially one older than the human race with a black book longer than the Torah, was a new and extremely enjoyable experience. Her knees quivered. A moan nearly turned into a squeal before she brought her hand to her mouth and bit down on a knuckle. Her other hand reached out for Gabriel's bare shoulder. Four claws dug into the first layer of skin. Once again, her hips lifted off the couch to push against him, making her shudder.]
We shouldn't...
[The words slipped out through a moan, then she bit down on her knuckle again. It was an extremely convincing argument on her part. It came out in the same tone "I want you" probably would. Her eyes opened and she blinked at the ceiling. Something caught the corner of her eye, strange shadows on the walls, then she closed them again. The candles in the room flared up, cracking with a mildly pink tinted flame. Anyone could see how much she wanted to just say "screw it" and... well.]