Touch | By : Feedererde Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 6737 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not make profit/money from this bit of fun. I do not own YuGiOh! It does however belong to Kazuki Takahashi & Co. |
She had been uncomfortable the whole afternoon, ignoring Miho's questioning glances and pretending she hadn't just been finger fucked and left on the brink of what she was sure would have been an incredible first orgasm.
It hadn't only been his (she was going with this theory as well, it had to be a him) strong and lean fingers, it had been the sounds he had made. The dark hisses had sent jolts that made her arousal much more acute. The strong and warm support at her back had also lent an erotic twist to an already erotic experience.
Now she wanted more, she wanted him back, fingers and hands everywhere complete with his dark whispers and slow encouragements.
That night the entity did not come, leaving her confused and aching. It didn't appear during the day either, leaving her hurting and empty without his touches.
What was wrong with her!? Wishing for phantom touches of something (even if it felt familiar) that could very well hurt her.
Leaning against the headboard of her bed she sighed and fiddled with the cartouche she would never stop wearing.
Her comforter suddenly moved sliding from her legs and making her eyes widen. It pooled on the floor as she scooted nearer to her headboard and pulled her legs away from the edge of the bed.
She felt him then, one hand circling her ankle, the other traveling from her feet to her legs to the back of her knees. There it lingered, and the hand that held her ankle in a gentle grip suddenly yanked her down spreading her on the bed sheets.
Gasping, she tried to claw her way out of his grip, but the entity did not give her much leverage. The hand on her ankle kept its firm hold; the one on the back of her knee tickled her.
She became immobile at the sensation, and taking her stillness as approval it started moving again. It moved, but not like before when it had caressed her stomach and breasts, instead it went beneath her to palm her behind.
This made her arch her back at the sudden grope, and then she twisted from her position. Getting on her knees she tried to crawl away, only to have the hand on her ankle pull her down roughly again.
But then it traveled to her hips as she clutched the wooden bed frame, and kept her still. The hand that had been previously groping her continued its journey up her back, where it settled between her shoulder blades and pushed her down.
The position she was left in was highly embarrassing, with her ass in the air and her cheek resting on her pillow. She didn't dare move; in fear of it retaliating in some sort of violence (even if it had given no indication as to wanting to hurt her.)
Her small pajama bottoms were slowly being dragged down her legs and when it had finally stopped moving her pants down her body, the hand caressed her thighs.
It moved, grabbing the inside of her thigh and spreading her legs. The hand stroked the sensitive flesh there, and the one that had held her down on her back was now once again tangling in her locks. Instead of pulling her head, though, it just tugged lightly and then let go of her hair.
It traveled down her back and around her body where it cupped a breast and pinched her nipple.
She was obviously very sensitive, because as soon as it touched her there, her core clenched in arousal and she had to muffle her moan against her pillow.
As if against her muffling any sound, the hand stopped its palming and returned to her locks, pulling harshly and moving her head to the side where she felt the fingertips stroke her lips. They ran over her bottom lip coaxing her to open her mouth.
Anzu couldn't resist, and slowly opened for them, her tongue coming out shyly to lick over calloused fingers.
The hand inside her thigh disappeared, and then settled on her back where it ran over her spine and went around settling on her flat belly.
It pressed her upwards into a hard body, one that she could not see.
When the hand on her belly traveled lower and delved inside her (by now soaked) panties, she drew the fingers inside her mouth in surprise.
A hiss echoed in her ear, the hot breath making her shudder and whimper.
What seemed like knees settled between her legs, they spread her even further apart which gave easier access to the fingers now moving inside her.
Faintly she could hear incoherent sounds, in the back of her mind recognizing her voice making them, but all she could do was feel the pressure building and the fingers that she had held captive now moist with her saliva travel over her collarbone to once again find purchase on her breast and play with her nipples.
The breath that had puffed in her ear was now trailing down her jaw, there it pressed and licked. She turned, and her tongue made contact, tangling with the one that had been licking her. She sucked it inside her mouth, and the fingers inside her violently thrust and then pulled out.
Before she could cry out in frustration or even make sense of what was happening, she found herself on her back, her legs spread wide with an invisible force holding her open and screaming in pleasure as the tongue made its way inside her pussy.
Lips closed over her clit and pulled, teeth lightly scraping and making her toes curl. A rough, almost catlike tongue lapped at her from bottom to top, and all she could do was grip her bed sheets tightly and scream in pleasure.
Distantly she hoped her parents would not wake up, and come to check on her only to find her in such a position; like a sexual sacrifice to the incubus now wreaking havoc on her body.
Her eyesight blurred (she hadn't even realized she had her eyes opened) and a sob caught in her throat. She didn't even know how she felt, just on the brink of something terrific and terrifying, and she had nothing to hold on to but the covers on her bed and the tip of the tongue inside her.
"Oh! Please, please!" She knew she was begging but she didn't care, and neither did the demon causing her so much torment. Instead it chuckled, delving deeper with his tongue making her toes curl, and a glimmer caught her eye.
Then she reached ecstasy and unraveled in his arms, the shadow gaining features, and she screamed his name.
His smile was unholy, and he took pleasure in her fall.
"Oh God! Atem!"
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