This is a scene from a book I intend to write one day, maybe...if I ever get the time. Technically, this story should be in some supernatural category (since the book is about a supernatural family), but since the actual nature of what Keedae is doesn't come out in the story, erotic couplings works well enough. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
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She'd never been so free. Always tight in the confines of who and what she had to be. It kept her on a tight leash. Restrained from everything she could have wanted for herself. All those things were on the edge of impossible. Dreams and hopes couldn't be anything more.
It weighed heavily on her. The weight of her entire world. A world of expectations. A world of perfection.
Not tonight, though. Tonight, she would be exactly who she wanted. In this place, she didn't have to be what her family wanted of her. No. She was just Keedae.
So there she was, on the dance floor. The music raged around her as bodies pressed together. The heat was nearly unbearable as she moved her leather clad hips in succession with the beat of the song. Her arms slid against her soft, pale skin. Her silken locks bounced and swayed with each of her movements. Sure, her dancing wasn't exactly as "modern" as the people around her, but it what she did was her very own.
And Keedae's wild, free dance hadn't gone unnoticed.
Once the song ended and before the next began, she moved away from the dance floor. Her body glowed softly with the multicolored lights of the club thanks to the slight layer of perspiration on her skin. Reds, greens, blues . . . More blue than anything once she'd moved into the more open bar. Still, she stuck toward the shadows, staying safely out of sight. It was her night, but anyone spotting her would be condemning her to hours of lecture. And damn if her parents weren't well known in this town . . .
Just as she was about to ask for a glass of water, a hand wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into the shadows not far behind. Before she could do anything, this arm roughly yanked her against the body to which it belonged. Against her better judgement, she didn't make a sound. Instead, she just waited. She stood perfectly still as this body pressed into hers. She barely breathed when she felt the breeze of breath along her ear causing her to tremble.
"I was watching you . . . " the breath whispered to her
It smelled heavily of liquor, but that wasn't the only smell. The person pressed against her had a definitely male smell. Musky, manly. Keedae licked her deep crimson lips while that smell kicked her pulse up a few beats. Something stirred hungrily in the pit of her stomach.
"Oh?" she asked, sounding defiant.
There was a soft chuckle from the man behind her. The sensation along his body, vibrating gently along her back. Keedae stood a little straighter.
"Yeah. You're the most interesting thing out there. Hard to miss."
He had to stop breathing in her ear. It was sending touches of electricity all through her. That made it hard for her to keep still. Still, for now, she held her own, keeping that defiant look in her eyes.
"I suppose I should thank you then? For the compliment." She said, holding her chin up high.
That simple movement caused her ear to brush the lips behind her. Keedae closed her eyes tightly so she wouldn't think on it more than what it was.
"No. I should thank you." The ears brushed on their own accord this time; Keedae fought off a whimper, "I was looking for someone just like you."
"Someone like me?"
"Mhm."
The body pressed to her more. Earlier, it had only been upper body against upper body. This time, lower parts met. Against her bottom, she could feel a hardening lump. She sucked in a sharp breath and tried to move away, but he yanked her back. She wasn't going anywhere and she knew it. And to make matters worse, her body was intrigued. Her body continued to stir.
"Someone wild." He murmured, using the tip of his tongue to stroke her ear, "Someone needing a little more. That's you, isn't it? I saw you when you came in. You seemed restrained. Once the music hit you it was like it was the first time you'd ever been free. Am I right?"
Hell, he was right. Keedae sighed with resignation. That was all the answer he needed. He chuckled again. She couldn't help enjoying the feel of it. On top of that, his hand slid across her bare stomach, gently clawing at the skin. Her head leaned back as a moan escaped her, finally.
"I'm going to fuck you." He said
She couldn't deny the desire to have that. It was like an almost unnatural wave of need just trickled all through her, suddenly. When he brought his free hand to her head, he tilted it to the side, exposing her long neck. His mouth bared down on her neck, sucking on the pale skin, scraping his teeth against it. Heat rose through her body. Pleasure washed over it.
Oh, this was so wrong. Yes, Keedae was no stranger to the bed. In fact, the bed felt like the only place she had any control over her life and herself. What everyone thought of her held no ground in the bedroom. In the light of day, she was a sweet, innocent young woman early into adulthood. In the heat of night, she became a wild cat or a dark mistress that feasted on carnal delight. She held that bit of her away from everyone, except from a lover at the time. Funny how they expected someone timid. Keedae wasn't timid in that respect.
But this time, she was. This man had too quickly gained control. How the Hell did he stimulate her body like this?
He moved ground his hips into her gently, rocking her body with his. A passerby could possibly see it as a simple dance, but this was more. This was a beacon. An invitation. An invitation her body wouldn't ignore against what her mind thought.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" the man said in a soft, but lewd tone
"I don't know you." She whispered back shakily
Another chuckle. More bites along her neck, less gentle than before.
"Your body knows me well enough." He licked from neck to ear, "Do you want me to fuck you?"
".........yes . . . " she returned with a slight hiss in her voice.
Hell, she hadn't even seen his face yet. Before she could manage it, he pulled her further into shadows. There was the sound of a door opening, then closing quickly. The absence of light heightened the rest of her senses. There was no escape, and that caused her to become panicky. Not for long, though.
Lips fasted on hers as the rest of her slammed against a wall. She made a whimpering sound that only caused the man to delve deeper between her parted lips. His body ground against hers. A hand cupped her firm bottom. The hand moved until it moved to lift and separate one thigh from the other. Hip met hip, groin met groin. Keedae's arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
Her nipples hardened beneath her barely-there top, rubbing along the man's chest. He noticed this, too. His other hand came up to cup one of her small breasts, a perfect fit for his hand. For some reason, she expected his touch to be rougher, but instead, he gently caressed it, using his thumb to circle the hardened peak though the shirt.
"Your soft and sweet all over, aren't you?" he practically growled at her when he gave their mouths a break
All she could do was groan in response.
