Playing Her Like an Instrument
Stiggy pulls me close, gazing into my eyes with his own. "Hey..." he says.
Is... Is this happening right now? I glance up and down him, catching on the flint of mischief and confidence in his eyes. Yeah, this is happening. "...hi." In seconds, I mentally slap myself, yelling silently to play it cool.
He only grins harder at my flimsy response. "So, Ellen... I couldn't help but notice you earlier..."//archery reference
I feel my face flush red. He noticed me? "Yeah? What do you...?" He cuts me off as he continues.
"I couldn't help but notice you glancing over at me a lot earlier."
Scratch what I said. Now my face flushes red. I could practically feel it hear up. "...oh," is all I can respond with, my voice a near squeak.
Placing a hand on my shoulder, Stiggy leans down to my eye level. "Oh, don't be so shy. We're friends, aren't we?"
"W-we are?" Could my voice get any squeaker?
He nods. "Of course. Sure, we've only met recently, but you seem like a nice gal. Real nice."//on same team for games, he's a trainer
I glance up at him, staring into his eyes. I swear I can feel my mouth hanging open, but I hardly care. Is he... flirting with me? I give him a quick onceover, suddenly becoming aware of just how close we must look to an outsider... not that there's anyone out here with us.
He winks.
My goddesses, he is! "I... uh..." Say something! "...Thankies."
He raises an eyebrow; I flush with embarrassment. Shrugging it off, he speaks again. "Of course. It's only true." I become aware of his hand slowly trailing down my shoulder, down my arm. "Hm..."
"Hm?"
His eyes dart left and right for a few moments, seeming to search for... something. If I had to take a guess, I'd say he was looking for anyone that was still in here with us. The thought sends a cold shudder down my spine.
A smirk plays on his lips as he turns back to me. His lips remain silent for a few seconds. Before I can ask what's up, he leans closer to me. Jeez, I could feel the heat radiating off him... or is that me?
"You know," he says, his voice as smooth as silk. "We've only just met... And I'd love to get to know you better."
...I feel something. I think it's my brain melting.
Leaning back out, his eyes lock back onto mine, that familiar glint returning. "Would you like that?"
"I, uh... I..." I can't get out a word! This is happening right now. This is really happening. My mouth flounders open and closed for a few long seconds, searching for a response I can't find. Knowing I must look absurd, I clamp up.
"I'll take that as a yes," he says, making my decision for me. I stare, mouth hanging open and helpless as he starts leaning in again. His eyes close and lips pucker.
He's going to kiss me. The thought jolts me into action, making me tilt back in a flash. "I can't!" I say, my voice a note too high. "I mean... I just can't. We shouldn't..."
As I speak, I catch a new look flash across his face. Was that amusement? I pause for only a second.
"...It's just that we don't know each other well, and this would be a big leap to make, and I do like you--mmph!" I suddenly register his lips pressing against mine.
Part of me wants to yell and shove him back while another part wants to beg for more. As his hand slips behind my head, he pushes forward and slides his tongue against mine. He rolls it against my own while planting deep kisses on my lips.
"Oh..." A soft sigh escapes my mouth and enters his. Eyes drooping into a dreamy haze, I start kissing back without a second thought, slow and deep at first before matching his eager pace. This... this is nice.
My hands reach up to rest on his shoulders. All the tension in my body starts flowing out, breaking free like water from a dam. Locked in his embrace, our tongues playing a passionate game, I lose myself. I feel like a repressed need is spilling forward. Finally! Stiggy's touch... his passion, his forwardness... It shouldn't feel so right.
I think the part wanting to beg just won.
Just as I'm about to push deeper, he pulls away. I groan, but he places a finger to my lips. "Is that a yes?"
Of course it is! "Y-yeah..." I reply, nodding my head. I can't help but feel dazed... It's like my mind's going in automatic right now, huh.
"Good girl," he says with a smirk running on his lips. That alone makes my heart skip a beat. "Wanna follow me? Find somewhere a bit more... private?"
I nod in an instant, making my hair bounce onto my face. "Sure."
He chuckles, raising his hand to brush back my loose hair. "Someone's eager," he teases. I glance away, my cheeks as red as ever. Did I really agree so fast...? Either way, he starts walking away, my arm in tow. Probably would be a good idea to follow it.
/SCENE
"Here? What if someone walks in?" I gasp. He can't be serious. Right?
He doesn't respond right away, taking a few steps toward me until he was looking over me.
I just now realize he's like half a foot taller than me. Huh, big. I wonder what else is--
"Well then..." he says, staring down with mischief in those eyes. "I guess you'll just have to keep quiet." His hand darts out (like a...?), firmly smacking against my rear.
"Mm!" I clamp my mouth shut, my eyes going wide as saucers. He laughs, clearly enjoying watching me squirm. I can feel my heart trying to break out of my chest. //add reaction
"Is it me, or is it getting hot in here?" I force out a giggle while I tug at my collar.
"I bet losing a few layers would cool you down."
I freeze, eyes darting back up to him. "Why... why are you so smooth?" And why does my voice have to sound to squeaky right now?!
He looms over me, crawling up my body and letting our nude forms brush against each other. He plants brief kisses from my stomach to my breasts to finally my lips. I have no complaints.
"Ready?" he asks once he sets himself comfortably above me. His hands rest to the sides of my head, holding him in place. My heart skips a beat. He's taking up my whole view, the sides of his arms acting as if they were blinders. He stares down with eager warmth. I'm in his world, and I think I like it.
I realize I was silent for a few moments, so I quickly nod my head. "Uh, yeah."
He raises an eyebrow. "Heh, are you?"
"Yes!"
"That's what I like to hear." With another peck on my lips, he leans onto one hand so the other can maneuver down... to the space between us. Oh boy. We're about to... I gulp back any doubts. I'm not about to shy away now.
I watch as his hand finds the base of his member but quickly give a few light strokes, making him sigh. Oh! He must be begging for attention already. Even though he looks so calm, there must be desire hidden behind.
"Um, feeling eager?" I ask, trying to match his teasing tone from earlier. I don't think it came out well.
He pauses to smirk at me. "Just a bit."
I force out a wink. "Heheh... I bet I could help." Yup, didn't come out well.
Stiggy lets out a chuckle, but it's a playful one instead of a mocking one. "I have no doubt you can... and will." He glances back down; my eyes follow his.
I feel my heart skip a beat. While I tried to play sexy, he'd already, erm, lined up. My legs already spread apart as if inviting him forward, he uses his hand to guide the tip to me. I can feel it brushing against me.
He nods to me. I nod back.
He begins to slowly push forward, poking his head past my //entrance. I gasp sharply but don't say to stop.
Feels like I'm being slowly pulled apart.
I hear him heave a sigh of relief; I can only imagine the sensation he's under, finally what he wants from me. I don't think I mind.
He halts in a moment, peering down at me while his length sits there, protruding into me. "You okay?" he asks.
Before I answer, I glance"Mmhm," I reply, mouth clamped tight.
Shaking his head, he says, "It's your first time with someone. It's okay if it hurt."
It did a little... I whip up a small smile. "It hurt too good?"
"Heheh. Too cute." He glances down at our //connection. "Wanna keep going?"
"Please."
Without a word, he restarts his approach. The feeling of being pulled apart returns, more intense. My breathing picks up, becoming faster and louder. It's overpowering. I
//arms limply fall to sides in pleasure, he holds them down
I bite my lip, trying to hold back the moan crawling up my throat. Each thrust pushed it forward. I could feel him asserting his will over me; every inch penetrating my body and stuffing me full. I could barely focus, all my concentration centered on keeping cool of myself... With little success.
From the corner of my vision, I could see him wink at me, and despite his own deep, reserved moans, I could see the sparkle of dominance in his eye. He's hungry, and I'm his prey.
Based on the skip of my heart, I couldn't tell if the thought scared it excited me. Any other thought I have suddenly cuts off as his hips slam against me, exploring his conquest deeper than ever.
"I... I..." I can barely form a word, only able to whimper as my mind goes blank and loses all function. Fuck... Oh, fuck... My moan suddenly echoes through the room; I can't hold it back any longer. My body begged for release, and I caved.
Stiggy smirks and takes a moment to run his hand through my hair, still slamming me. "Good girl..." he gasps, lost in his own sea of pleasure. "I-I know you love it."
I can only moan again in response. Played like an instrument...
We continue our rhythm for what seemed like hours, time losing all meaning to me. My hips buck wildly with each crash against each other. God...! I'd never felt so full in my life. I feel indescribable
