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Gregory’s lips pressed against her neck and she moaned a little, then swallowed it. She would not lose. Not a chance. Despite her vow to herself, he was making it harder with every move he made. Her eyes closed and she whimpered slightly as he sucked on her breasts. In attempt to compete, she slid his underwear off and bundled them in one of her hands, her other running up and down his length. He retaliated, sliding her panties to one side and did that thing he did with his fingers. Up, and down, up, and down.It drove her crazy and he knew that. She growled under her breath. Getting hotter by the second. “Fuck no. I never lose.” Aglaia hissed at him. She pulled at his arms and pinned them either side of his head. She was small, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t strong. She pressed her lips onto his neck, moving down slowly, biting and sucking occasionally until she had reached her destination. Releasing his arms to give her use of her hands, she took him in her mouth, her hands taking care of the rest. A burst of triumph rushed through her at his first moan.
You know, you’d think Gregory would get really sick of letting these women have their way with him—and losing, at that—but he seriously couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be than here, failure or not. Aglaia was driving him completely crazy, and he knew that he was growing more and more aroused with every stroke of her hand, every flick of her tongue. She seriously knew what she was doing, and he couldn’t help that one noise that came from him. Who could, after all? After, though, he reached down to grab her by her hair, not to hurt, but just to stop her, “My turn.” He said, and he pulled himself away from her, the feeling of her hands sliding the last time before letting out sending shivers up his spine. Leaning forward and onto his knees almost, Gregory pushed Aglaia so that her back was against his bed, and then pressed her legs wide so that she was there before him, exposed. First, he claimed her lips, giving her a sweet kiss, chaste compared to the ones before, and certainly against what he was about to do. Lingering near her face for a moment, he kept their eyes connected as he moved down, placing kisses on her stomach, her waist, and then finally her thigh, before going to where he really wanted to be. His tongue made a teasing trail up over her clit, almost a barely-there touch that he knew would curl her toes. He did that just once though, and then his mouth was hard against her, and his tongue was sliding over the most sensitive little part of her anatomy. He wanted to hear her, and he would do whatever he could to make that happen.
(Source: 3graces-aglaia, via 3graces-aglaia)
What the fuck even?
(Source: silascaps)
Well you could be a horrible person, but you are polite so that’s okay! Oh okay, sure, what does Dalila look look? I didn’t ask you your name, I’m sorry, I’m Hebe sir. Oh, what’s foreplay as well?
I’m glad it’s alright then. Also I’m Gregory, and foreplay you can ask Dalila about. She has black hair, blue eyes, and she acts like a bitch. Should be easy enough to find her.
(Source: cacoethes-, via xenophila)
Dalila liked this anger Gregory had been radiating. She felt his anger even more, realizing he had entered his fingers. She began panting, feeling herself clench tightly. She groped him tighter, feeling him warm under her hand. “You’re hard..”she breathed against his mouth, running her tongue across his upper lip. She had been waiting for this, and nothing could stop her now.
“Gods..” she cried out.
Gregory absolutely loved the power she gave him when she let her voice come out in that one word, and he knew that it was time. Pulling his fingers from her, he moved to get of his own pants. It took only a moment, because even in his haste this wasn’t something he was unused to. We’ll just say that he got out of his pants pretty fucking often.
Finally, he was released. It was like it still took too long, because he seriously couldn’t get enough of Dalila right now. Letting go of her hair, he once again moved his hands down to hold onto her hips. This time, to hold her in place. “Say it.” He commanded her, seemingly out of the blue, a thick haze of lust and fury swirling in his eyes. “Tell me what you want.” Was it surprising that Gregory got really controlling, really dominant during sex? Sure, sometimes he backed down, but she had provoked this in him, this need that surfaced, and now he was riding it. As he had spoken, he had pressed himself against her sweetness enough to tease her, but not enough to complete the act.
(via theintrovertconfessions-deactiv)
Someone please stop letting me search Hunter Parrish gifs.
Their eyes were locked on eachother has he moved up and down her legs. As her shorts came off, she kicked her heels off also, wrapping her legs around his waist. Her mouth formed the smallest ‘o’ shapes as her head tilted back in pleasure when he caressed her over her underwear. She bit down on her lip. It was a game. Who could hold it together longest. If he was going to play it like that… “Fine.” She voiced her thoughts. Pushing him onto the ground by his shoulders and sliding off the bed to join him. She swung one leg over his body, straddling him. Her palms pressed into his chest as her lips collided with his. She teased with her tongue, licking and biting his bottom lip, biting, sucking. She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, sliding them off with ease, gripping at the bulge in his underwear. Aglaia pulled her face away from his, smirking, before right before her hands slipped fully into his boxers.
“I love it when you get forceful.” Gregory said when she pulled her lips back from his and was straddled atop him, a teasing grin appearing, and then disappearing just as quickly for something a bit more serious when he felt her grip him, and then her hand slide slowly in. He made a noise in his throat as he came up to press his lips to a certain spot on her neck that he knew made her toes curl, and his hands that had been gripped tightly at her hips moved. Instead of taking her top off of her, instead he opted to just pull it down to reveal her perfectly shaped breasts. Immediately, his mouth came down from her neck so that he could lick teasingly over her nipples, and even take one of them into him, sucking gently as his hands made their way back down. This time, he pushed her underwear aside, and then he pressed his fingers against her sensitive areas, running them up and down her in slow caresses that he knew would drive her mad.
(Source: 3graces-aglaia, via 3graces-aglaia)
hebejebes replied to your post: hebejebes replied to your post: What’s an STD?…
Oh, was I close about it being nice or a compliment? I’m sure that’s just her way of being kind to you, I know someone who’s angry and likes war and fighting a lot, but he’s never been mean to me. You seem nice, maybe her punching you is a hello!
I’m actually not as nice as I seem. And yeah, maybe it is. Or maybe it’s foreplay. It’s really hard to tell with Dalila, you see. Maybe you should say hello to her sometime and find out for yourself.
Dalila slapped him as he called her that. She really did not like being called that, but oh, well. She felt her bottoms being pulled off; Gregory owed her a new bathing suit if they ripped. She owed him clothes, apparently.
She cried out against his mouth, raising her hips slowly. She wanted him, and felt his anger. That aroused her, for some reason. She couldn’t figure out why. She reached down his stomach, groping him roughly, a bit hard.
When Dalila raised her hips, she finally gave him the out to fully pull her bottoms off, luckily without ripping them or otherwise making him liable to replace them for her. Not that she didn’t owe him some stuff as well. His shoes were probably ruined by the salt water by now, as was his shirt. Good thing he didn’t need either of those, and they were pretty much as far from his mind as anything could get at the moment.
When she groped him through his pants, his breath hissed out through clenched teeth, and he grabbed her by the hair, pulling enough for her to feel a little pain, but not enough to really hurt her. Gregory was alright with some pain, but if it was too much, it was just a turn-off. He and Dalila were just enough; as a matter of fact, he could probably do with even more than usual since his anger was the main aphrodisiac in this situation. And it was probably doing the same to Dalila as it was to him.
With Dalila’s bottoms gone, all that was left, were his. Still, he couldn’t help but tease her a little. Running his free hand down over her body, he kept a hand in her hair so she was held in place, and immediately pressed two fingers into her. Just as he had expected, she was completely ready, and he leaned in close to her ear, his voice like a caress against it, “You want me.” He accused her in a low tone.
(via theintrovertconfessions-deactiv)
hebejebes replied to your post: What’s an STD? (ooc: helllllllllllllllo. i’m getting off my ass and properly saying hi to everyone) Then why would that person say that you would? Is an STD like a really nice compliment? I’m sure this Dalila girl would give you a compliment.
Well, not entirely, but close enough. Though I think Dalila would rather punch me in the face than give me a compliment if I’m being honest.
Aglaia moved her face closer to his, jutting her chin out. “Because, I’m a big fucking deal, sweetheart.” She whispered hotly. Lowering her head down so they were looking right at eachother. She moved her face back a little, tilting her head. Her eyes were focused on where his hands were moving over her shorts, then flitted her eyes back up to his. He was the one to lean in, she bit on his ear lobe and whispered, “Surprise me.”
Surprise her? Oh, perhaps he would. Slowly lowering himself back down to his previous position, he used his hands to press open her knees, and moved forward a bit more than he had been before. He wasn’t even watching what he was doing, but rather looking up at Aglaia, keeping his eyes on her. He liked to see her reactions to the things that he did; liked to know when he made her bite her lip, or shudder because she had no other way to let out her feelings. Gregory’s hands slid up and over her shorts entirely, making their way up to her waistline, and slipping inside briefly before he began to tug them down. She had to move a bit so he could get them off completely, but eventually he was sliding them off of her long legs and tossing them to the side. There was still one bit of cloth left, but he left that one for now, instead leaning in again, and looking up at her with a devilish little smile on his face. The innocence was lost because of what he did next. Moving his hand forward again, he pressed it hard against where he knew she would want him most, caressing over her but not moving inside of the last flimsy layer parting him from heated flesh. He would tease her, make her beg for him, before he gave in. “I don’t know if I can surprise you anymore, but I can try.” He finally replied to what she’d said.
(Source: 3graces-aglaia, via 3graces-aglaia)
