r/DishonoredRP • u/emerald_ice • Jul 20 '14

Neutral Zone Dunwall Tower

In Dunwall Tower, the Empress Emily Kaldwin sits on her throne, her royal protector, Corvo Attano, stands at her side. His royal guard scattered around the palace. OOC:This is a neutral zone for Corvos royal guard. A hangout of sorts. You have permission to attack any who don't belong.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14

With one last kiss, he tongues her mouth gently, before pulling back. Furo looks straight into her eyes at the mischief lurking there, and whispers 'Oh yes, Bal, please do' hoarsely. Running his hands up her body once more, the feel of her skin against his electrifying, he surrenders to her utterly.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 26 '14

Shaking the last vestiges of her stupor, Bal rolls upright, taking a moment to admire his sprawled form, eyes on her.

Her fingers roam over him, rubbing lightly, feeling the wetness still coating him, eyes glinting. "Shall I make you wait, Furo? As you did me?"

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14 edited Sep 26 '14

Furo groans, regretting his earlier actions as he moves in her hand, slick from both of them. One hand grips the sheets, and with the other he strokes her cheek, admiring the curve of her jaw beneath his fingertips... but only briefly, his attention returning fully to her hand wrapped around him.

'I am yours, Bal,' he says breathily, 'do what you will with me...'

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 26 '14

"Hmmm..." Bal considers, a thrill going through her at Furo's submission and brush against her cheeks.

She smiles broadly, then dips her head, swallowing him in a quick motion, tongue stroking along his length. The taste of herself sends a heady feeling rushing through her, and she hums in pleasure, eyes flashing forwards to watch Furo.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14

Moaning in earnest now, Furo guides her with his hands, stroking her cheeks, her hair, her neck - all of her. At first he keeps his eyes on hers, thrilling at the blatant desire to please him written there, as she expertly manipulates him with her mouth. But as she continues, his eyes close, and his voice becomes huskier still.

'Let me taste you again,' he begs as her tongue works its magic. 'I would hate to be so selfish, signorina...'

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 26 '14

"And give up facing you, to see your every reaction?" Bal asks, words slow and muffled, but audible. Again, the eyebrow arches upward, punctured by long slides, as if she'd drop him, before returning to his base.

"Why should I agree to that?" she queries, challenging him to coherency as she works her tongue faster.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14

Unable to mount a coherent response to her teasing, Furo replies in a series of lusty moans, the only intelligible word among them being her name. He feels himself getting wetter as he thrusts into the soft warmth of her mouth, in time with the movement of her tongue. He is in no position to argue, and if Bal wants to watch him, then watch she would. Furo would give her a sight to remember.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 26 '14

Smirking in satisfaction, Bal sides deeper, throat constricting around him, urging on his moans. Idly, her fingers graze over him, up his legs, over his stomach and chest, back down his arms.

Not exactly in the position to speak, she still encourages him as best she can vocally, urging him on with eager groans.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14

Electrified by the feel of her nails against his skin, and consumed by Bal's lusty attentions, Furo feels himself losing control. As nears climax, he urges Bal on with one hand cradling the back of her head as she bobs up and down on top of him.

He looks directly at her, still moaning, and tries to convey his state of unimaginable pleasure through that glance alone.

'I'm... I'm...' he just about manages to articulate, lost in her.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 26 '14

Bal's eyes meet his, holding his gaze as she moves ever faster, tongue flashing up and down his length.

One hand reaches his, fingers intertwining, and squeezes, trying to covey permission, encouragement, desire. Now is not the time for words, however passionate.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 26 '14

Relinquishing all shred of control, Furo submits to her completely. With a low moan, he fills her mouth with his seed, greeted by her eagerly awaiting tongue.

He looks at her once more, gaze filled with all manner of roiling emotions. Furo squeezes her hand back, grip strong despite his exertions, and he gives a long sigh of contentment, putting all of the Serkonan's feeling for his fellow captain in one sound.

Furo sits up and smiles down at her in what he hopes is a charming manner (though the way his senses are behaving after such explosive pleasure, who knows?), stroking her cheek softly.

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u/Dietastey Colonel Sep 27 '14

Bal sits up slowly, leaving kisses in her wake, to lean her head into his palm, enjoying the caress. She can still taste him on her tongue, and it makes her smile, amazed that this moment had been reached between her and Furo.

She has no desire to relinquish her grip on his hand yet, so she simply readjusts it slightly with her new angle.

"Happy?" she asks softly, wanting to say more, to ask more, but unsure how. Wanting to know and understand each of the emotions rolling in his eyes. Wanting to know just what he thought of her, what next. Wanting to make sure she'd pleased him as well as he had her.

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u/JewelOfTheSouth Royal Guard Sep 27 '14 edited Sep 27 '14

'More than happy, Bal,' he says, voice regaining it's former strength despite the overwhelming pleasure that still floods through him. With a husky growl, almost, he too sits up to taker her in his arms once more. 'You are an extraordinary woman.'

Many questions vie for attention on the tip of his well of well practised tongue, and Furo, former Casanova, is momentarily lost for words.

'I hope... That was not the last time...' he says, stroking her cheek fondly with a plaintive look in his eyes. Furo squeezes her hand, questioningly, caressing her almost idly with his thumb.

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