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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 13, 2009 20:57:30 GMT -6
"You wouldn't have it any other way," she said with a husky laugh. "Besides drow rules do not apply here," she said as she gestured to the area around the. "We are not in the Underdark, we are on the surface. If you want to be in charge, then take it," she said as she pressed her body into his again, almost as if she would climb into him through the kiss.
She ran her hands through his hair before easily divesting him of his cloak, catching it before it fell to the floor and hanging it on a tree. No sense in getting it dirty when they both could merely levitate or summon some other thing to keep them from getting dirty.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 13, 2009 21:06:43 GMT -6
“Yet, you still take charge,” Amaji said with a smile. “I think you just like it that way.” He nipped at her lips, running his hands down her sides and scratching at her. “You tell me what you want, Azazealyn. I still want to be submissive to you every once in a while.”
The wizard gave a laugh, giving her another fierce kiss. He enjoyed how Azazealyn did control him, but he loved to dominant as well. He would allow Azazealyn to decide on this while they were in the swamp, though, even though Amaji was more accustom to the surface than she was.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 14, 2009 9:51:50 GMT -6
Azazealyn chuckled before pushing him back gently, both hitting a light covering that her magic had pulled up before she was on top of him, nipping at his lips, traveling down his neck and nipping at the exposed skin presented to her there. "I want you to take control when you feel you've had enough," she murmured, her lips brushing against his ear.
When she pulled away, she sent him a devious grin before her hands wandered down his body and stripped him of his blades, carefully placing them with his cloak before she returned to giving his body her full attention.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 14, 2009 19:31:50 GMT -6
“I can do that,” Amaji breathed, pushing himself up against Azazealyn with a moan. He brought his lips up to her lips, nipping at them. His hands moved down her sides, reaching the bottom of her shirt before taking it off in a quick gesture. His hands then moved back down over her skin to the top of her pants, working to get them undone.
The mixed elf’s heart was pounding within his chest much like it did on these occasions when they were in this sexual struggle. He seemed to be unable to get away from the power that Azazealyn had over him.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 14, 2009 19:39:57 GMT -6
Azazealyn moaned as she arched against him, her hands coming to divest him of the clothes he wore, leaving the bandages in place as she often did. She ducked her head, her lips coming down to trail a path across his neck and shoulders before sucking on his collarbone and leaving a faint mark there. When she moved back up, she nipped at his ears before taking his lips in another rough and dizzying kiss, finally having divested him of all his clothing.
Her hands wandered over his body in exquisite torture, seeming to never forget and never falter over the areas of his body that would draw out sounds from him and leave him shaking in the wake of her touch.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 14, 2009 20:25:15 GMT -6
{Sex skippage.} _________________________________________
Amaji let out a content sigh, a smile forming over his lips as they laid there. He always felt great after these little sex sessions between him and Azazealyn. He stretched out his arms and then his legs a bit, enjoying the pull on his muscles.
“Well, I’m glad I was tracking you down, dear Aza,” the Black Maji said with a laugh. He slipped his arms tight around the drow, putting a rough kiss upon the high priestess’s lips. “I know that you are glad I followed you all the way through the swamps.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 14, 2009 20:28:51 GMT -6
"Aren't I always?" she purred as she fixed him with an arched eyebrow as she relaxed next to them, nestled in the cocoon of magick that kept them above ground and hidden from prying eyes. Not like Azazealyn really cared, but it was more for their benefit than anything else.
"And now I have to find that mushroom," she teased as she slid a finger down his chest, her nails tickling the skin at his hips for a moment before she sat up and stretched. She pushed her hair back, pulling it into a high ponytail before beginning to pull her clothes back on.
Once fully dressed, she leaned over and gave the wizard a rough but full kiss.
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