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Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 17:01:30 GMT 9.5
Platinum was about as close to frozen as a person could get as he brushed her hair away from her skin. Prior to the moment his hand touched her neck she had never realised how much of a security blanket her hair had been. "People know I am here." She reminded him, suddenly concerned for her life. "I told more than one person I was coming here today." It wasn't much reassurance, but at least if she went missing someone would know where she had last been.
Because she was frightened.
Her hand slackened on his shirt to remain still, eyes closed and breathing lightly through her mouth to keep herself still.
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 17:29:36 GMT 9.5
Platinum's skin raised at the movement of air across it, goosebumps rising where it had touched. She frowned a little at his response but let him speak none the less. She swallowed hard, wanting desperately to flatten her skirt down once more but knowing it was unlikely she would get out of the office without complying to Fernando's wishes.
She wondered briefly if there was much chance she would make it out of there at all. "I do not think ready applies in this situation," She spoke under her breath, bracing herself none the less. Fernando was hardly her dream partner. They were not friends, they had never had a long standing companionship and she did not trust him.
For someone like Platinum, the experience with Fernando was likely to be uncomfortable and not at all how she had hoped, but as an heiress and, much to her chagrin, as his wife, she was bound to honour their contract. Her family had always expected her to marry according to her name, had always expected heirs for themselves and whomever she married.
It was expected of a woman of her class. And Platinum would do as she was told despite her better judgement. The least she could do was try to make it less traumatic for herself, leaning forward to rest tentatively against her husband regardless of whether or not he actually cared enough to make it less damaging to her.
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 17:44:54 GMT 9.5
Fernando can only laugh in response, feeling her slacken in his arms. “Is that it? I thought you’d show a little more resistance. Showing me how in control you are.” A lecherous hand slides up her thigh, stopping short of reaching a very specific place best saved for later. Soft, careful lips rest against her ear, wrapping around the lobe as he suckles on the sensitive flesh.
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2014 17:53:58 GMT 9.5 by FERNANDO SILPH
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 18:00:26 GMT 9.5
The feeling of his lips on her ear made Platinum jump and shudder in the same motion, one hand moving to push the hand on her thigh back down toward her knee, not entirely comfortable now he was making it about control. She turned her head away from his suckling and pressed her lips against his instead, mofre comfortable with kissing than with the other, far more intimate gestures he was initiating.
The hand on her leg she wrapped her own around, attempting to keep it from moving upward any. The other kept her leaning against him. It was enough to say that this was about as far as Platinum had ever experienced with anyone, and the prickling of her skin she couldn't decipher between disgust with herself and her body's natural response to Fernando's actions. "Part of my control is making certain this is less uncomfortable for myself than it could be should I resist."
Platinum thought briefly to herself that if she fought back, it was likely to hurt her much more than if she let him do as he wished without struggling. He wouldn't be quite so inclined to strangle her as he had at other times if she was more compliant. The heiress made note to not go visiting Fernando without an escort unless the case specifically called for it.
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 18:29:27 GMT 9.5
Platinum’s sudden jerk wasn’t enough to deter him from his task. If she’s hell bent on resisting him then Fernando will break her down, piece by piece until she’s putty in his hands. But, first, Fernando has to put himself back into control. “Stop it,” he mutters. “Start from the ear and work your way down.”
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2014 18:29:41 GMT 9.5 by FERNANDO SILPH
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Feb 12, 2014 18:35:26 GMT 9.5
Once again he stopped her, Platinum slightly confused by the command. Keeping her hands in place to spare her own waning decency, Platinum did what she assumed he was asking, moving her lips up to his ear and emulating the same task he had on herself. She felt strange and wrong, but began to move her lips from his earlobe to his jaw clumsily and not entirely as slowly as most would consider "sexy". Her mind reminded her that obeying his commands was not putting her in control, but the thought of strangulation once again was enough to put her thoughts back in their place.
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Feb 27, 2014 8:46:22 GMT 9.5
Nowhere near pleasant, Fernando quickly grew tired of Platinum's efforts. It was just enough that she tried, even if her performance had been less than acceptable. With almost a bitter chuckle, Fernando stops her. Replacing his hand on it's rightful place, under her skirt and right against her thigh, he resumes his earlier action. If she can't do it properly then she'll have to sit through his lesson.
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Mar 21, 2014 23:07:10 GMT 9.5
Platinum went stiff as a board, unconsciously stopping herself from any further action simply to try to take in the fact that he was obviously not pleased with what she'd been doing. "Are you bored of your game yet, Fernando?" She tries, skin prickling with the knowledge that he could have what he wanted when he wanted it. "I do not know what you are trying to achieve with this." His hand was too high. It made her too uncomfortable, too eager to flee. Nerves hit her roughly and suddenly the need to get out from beneath his body was too great. She struggled slightly against him, attempting once again to break free of his grasp so that no longer would his hand be on her leg and his lips on her neck - but as always his hold was strong.
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Apr 21, 2014 19:04:22 GMT 9.5
"Hardly."
Platinum once again freezes up. It should be expected by now What Fernando can do for her body means nothing when she feels the ice cold chill of his stare upon her vulnerable flesh. No amount of aphrodisiac can ease the prey into being eaten. So, he’ll have to spare her.
Maybe.
"Pleasure? Company? Warmth?"
Her struggle proves successful, mostly. Fernando cannot juggle both his affection and his hold on her. The end result is his hand sliding downward, ending up closer to her knee while still on the inside of her leg. He presses it, allowing his finger tips to trickle against her skin. It excites him.
"Compensation for my losses? Take your pick, wifey."
Her neck however isn’t as fortunate. She is the Lopunny caught in his Seviper hold. All she can do is bask in her final moments before Fernando sinks his fangs into her. A warm, wet sensation is met with the soft, sensitive flesh of her neck. It’s an area he knows well. Much too well. All that practice is coming to fruition as he abuses it in all the right ways. At least she could show some appreciate for all his trouble, right?
Last Edit: Apr 21, 2014 19:07:17 GMT 9.5 by FERNANDO SILPH
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Apr 21, 2014 20:51:47 GMT 9.5
Platinum was like a deer caught in the headlights. Regardless of what she fought against, Fernando fought better. He knew his way around and she was trapped in his office until he was well and truly done with her. She was trapped by his hand and his body and was pleased that his hand rested instead on her knee than her thigh. It felt less frightening, less dangerous.
"You make it sound like you wish for my company for more reasons than this, but I know that his is not true."
Platinum's eyes flicked up to his, the heiress' skin prickling in goosebumps from fear and unknown sensation. Either way she was the prey and he the hunter. She was under his command. Pulled against him, the heiress trembled when she felt the sudden sensation of a bite, the feeling travelling up her neck and sending warning signals.
Marked as his with those sensations, she felt ashamed as she moved a little. If she was smart, if she let him have his way, she would not be so frightened. Her head tilted to allow him to mark the flesh as his own. Even if it was not what she wanted, even if he was not someone she loved, her skin sparked with his touch and a sigh passed through her lips.
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on Apr 22, 2014 2:57:35 GMT 9.5
“You’re so stubborn.”
An audible smack sounds when his lips finally let go. He leaves her wet, sticky. He nudges her cheek with his nose, forcing her to turn her head the other way to expose the other side of her neck. Again, Fernando feasts, this time with soft kisses to further enjoy the tasty morsel of a meal. Only his need for breathing stops him.
“If I wasn’t on you right now you’d say that I never showed desire in you. That I would never have the interest to take you.”
And he goes back into it. He’s relentless. What takes only a few seconds seem like an eternity. Their body heat settles in at their proximity. She can hate him, despise his manners, loathe his person, but she can never convince her body to do so. If Fernando knows one thing, it’s this.
If ten seconds of being tongue lashed seem like a century of being played with then what does a few minutes do to someone so fragile and green?
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on Apr 26, 2014 0:24:39 GMT 9.5
Platinum flinched at the change of feeling on her neck. The cold air hit the slick surface and she shivered involuntarily. His kisses were pleasant, yes, but they were not what she wanted. She had no attachment to him and there was fear in her eyes as he moved to the other side of her neck.
"I am merely stating what I believe to be true when I say these things. I do not think you want me for who I am, but for the fact that I am a conquest and you do not want others to have me instead."
The heiress was attempting to be less frozen, attempting to give him some of what he apparently desired. She had no real reasoning in her mind that he would want her this way and by all logic the woman he had any sort of passion for would give him this sort of intimacy - she was supposed to leave Platinum with the sole duty of trophy wife.
Heaven forbid this sort of happening actually came about. She rested hands on his shoulders to hold herself up, closing her eyes and pretending instead that this was all just some strange dream. For no matter how her body responded, no matter how she could feel the dull sensation of his kisses and could appreciate them, her mind and her soul held contempt.
"Well you have proven me otherwise regardless. I will always remain stubborn. I am not about to change for you nor anyone, Fernando."
Post by FERNANDO SILPH on May 14, 2014 13:58:18 GMT 9.5
"Don't believe--" he blurts out instantaneously. It's an instinct, a trained command that comes for practiced muscle memory. She may condemn the mistress with all her judgements but they're all in the same, girls who can't amount to anything more than being wrong.
"You're always wrong anyway, Platinum."
He pulls away, granting her a moment to relax. Faux loosening up does little to besmirch the obvious awkwardness that envelops his forced affections. He can only glare, narrowing his eyes at her own. There's something about his gaze that seems off but it's impossible to tell what it exactly is.
Post by PLATINUM BERLITZ-SILPH on May 17, 2014 0:24:36 GMT 9.5
"Do not believe what exactly, Fernando?" She asked back just as quickly, folding her arms around his neck as she shifted on his lap to accomodate herself. It was easier, she found, to allow her body to move into more comfortable positions, rather than to force it in specific ones. "If you say so.
Platinum had lost the passion to fight back against him. Fighting was too much effort and he was going to have his fun regardless of how she acted. He wanted a reaction but she could not bring herself to give him one, instead slackening and moving to look him in the eye.
"Refusing to change is not a bad thing? I am sorry, are you still Fernando Silph?"
{ oh look at my shitty post of shittiness. I apologise. xP }