M A D E .. f o r .. Y O U (heartshapedlocket)

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Her lips curled into a pleased smile before her body slithered down the bed, propping herself up on her elbows. One finger slipped from cupping her own chip to stroking a fingernail up and down Emi's thigh.

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Emi's leg twitched in response, her hips shifting around in anticipation, "Mmm..ah.." She laid her head back and bit her bottom lip.

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Her body was supported merely by magic - fun how that worked, eh? She stroked both her hands on the insides of Emi's thighs, slowly inching closer to her genitals before Alainn's tongue ran out, slowly lapping at the skin just above her pubic area.

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Her hands found Alainn's hair, combing through it. Geez, this was torture. The most delicious kind, however.

"Mmm...Alainn.."

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She pressed her lips closer, inching closer, just a bit closer... And there, she raised her body half-up, keeping herself stable, while running her tongue curiously inside Emi's creases, eyes level with Emi's body, piercing Emi's face, searching it. She looked like she was researching something, memorizing something she had never seen before. And, as it was, she was doing exactly that.

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Emi's hips nearly bucked forward, her legs shifting to encircle Alainn. Her expression morphed to one of pleasure in an instant, head leaned back and lips parted. She tightened her hold on the Fey's hair initially, but loosened it right away so she didn't hurt her.

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She flicked her tongue against the bud, face relaxing, muscles loosening against Emi's hold, one finger circling Emi's entrance, glancing at her expression. "May I?" Her voice was low, husky.

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"God, yes, it would be torture if you didn't," the demoness whimpered, toes curling with every little movement.

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In the finger went.
Álainn smiled at her expression, a smile of pure tenderness and pleasure of her own kind.
True, she was wet, and definitely ready - but this, this is what a Fire Fey looked for.
Pleasure, passion.

Alainn's finger curled, and she murmured, "Tell me if I hurt you. I could not stand to hurt you, not like this."

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Emi yelped, but not in pain. Her muscles clenched around Alainn's finger, body feeling needy and much too hot. It had been an awful long time since Emi indulged in pleasure, not even with herself, so the pent up sexual energy came rushing back at once.

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A second finger slowly scissored its way into Emi, her lips attaching to Emi's bud and lightly sucking, trying to deal the most pleasure possible. She searched, searched, struggled to find that one little spot, the spot of ultimate pleasure.

((I have two stories - almost - I would like you to read. You interested?))

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(Sure :])

"Oh, god, yes," Emi's slim body twisted beneath Alainn's ministrations. Her voice changed in pitch, sounding low and husky. She pressed her hips down on the Fey's fingers, moving to help her find what she sought.

When she did, Emi's whole body arched and tightened, a high-pitch moan pouring from her lips.

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Right. There.
Tricky little bastard thought it could hide.
Hmph. Emi was dealing with the Fey of Fire, who dealt with all things creative and sexy.
Her fingers pushed, a third added to the mix.
Dammit, girl, climax already... Come on... I can get you there, I know it.

Alainn's lips departed, slowly sliding back up Emi's body while her fingers slowly pumped in and out, nearing the nipple that had not been treated. She slicked it up, slowly rolling it between her lips.

((Awesome, thank you, baby! I'll send it in two parts. ))

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Emi had been reduced to a panting, moaning mess and she loved it. Her body rocked against Alainn's hand, chest arching at the touch. God, she was so close, she could feel it.

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She sucked, nibbled, against the nipple, turning it to a bright, throbbing pink. God, she loved that color. Her fingers went just a bit harder, faster.

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Emi tightened her hold on Alainn's hair, body tensing up as her climax hit her. She clenched around her fingers, hips stilled, back arched.

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(Urg, fine. Sorry.)

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(Sorry. I'm just making sure you don't get in trouble.)

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(Yeah, messages are just annoying on phones.)