Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 11, 2015 13:15:37 GMT -5
"A dragon tamer, turner teacher, then into a weapon... And now the woman I... I love..."
Kyra swallowed hard and nearly choked on her whiskey. Okay well it was another to imply that he loved her, another for him just to say it outside and she didn't know what the fuck to make of it. He was right, now things were just sort of awkward. They both seemed to be at a lost. Her with what to say, him with what the fuck to do. It just seemed like she had been hit by ever emotion and it wasn't even noon yet. What the hell has her life come to?
She looked over at Fin, who was waiting on her to make some sort of move or say something. Why was he waiting on her for this! She had never done this before! She didn't know what you were suppose to do next. Again the whole, she could look a dragon in the eyes but when it came to things like this she got terrible nervous, terribly confused and very scared.
God there was something really wrong with her wasn't there.
"I..." She said realizing just then and there that she had been shaking and hyperventilating for god knows how long. She was so wrapped up in her head she didn't realize that she was forget to take deep breaths and now... "I Fin... I lo..." Vision was becoming fuzzy and she stumbled some before totally collapsing to the ground.
The girl who happily ran off to war, panics and faints at the idea of having to be emotional invested. Of course.
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 11, 2015 14:36:13 GMT -5
What was he doing? They could never be in a relationship. No, not an O'Brien and n employee in the family. It wasn't proper, or right. After all, what would Cormac say? No, Finley had to marry someone proper, had to fall in love with someone from a powerful Irish family. It's ow these things were done, it was how they were always down. For the good of the Clan, right? No, he had to end this now. He couldn't care about her, no not her. There was sme other family he had to marry into, he knew that. Looking at Kyra though, Finley sighed, he had to tell her. He had to tell her that he couldn't love her. That his Uncle would never allow it, that his parents would never be okay with it. Maureen would think less of him, for not marrying a proper lady. When his eyes met Kyra eyes though, his jaw clenched and two words raced through his mind. 'Fuck them.'
Finey had always done what was expected of him, after returning from France, and now he wanted something for him. For the first time in a long time, Finley wanted to do something for himself. He wanted to love the woman that seemed perfect to him. He wanted to hold the girl that made him smile for no reason at all. He wanted to be with Kyra, and he didn't give a damn what his family thought. Smiling Finley looked back to Kyra as she started to speak, a frown crept to his face as she seemed to stagger. "Kyra?" THe word varely left his lips when she collasped.
Jumping fromm his chair, Finley rushed to her side, and fell to his knees. "Kyra! Come on! Wake up, Kyra!" Pulling her into his arms, he smacked her face gently, trying to wake her up. "Come on you stupid girl. GOpen those eyes of your!" She was breathing that was good, she had only feinted, good, good. "Kyra, get up, you stubborn girl."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 11, 2015 15:02:52 GMT -5
You know breathing doesn't seem like one of those things you would ever forget to do. But apparently when you try to tell someone that you love them, after they say that they love you, after you just visited your dead brother grave... Today has been weird... really weird. And that was coming from her. She has had some weird fucked up days and this... this was one of them for sure.
She felt her fast being lightly slapped and hear Fin frantically calling her name and she shifted some in his arms before opening her eyes. "Love!" Was the first word she breathed out rather hastally. And you know at this point in time she was just sort of on fucking autopilot because if she wasn't she would go back to thinking and then she would never say or do any of this. Kyra sat up some, head spinning slightly but looked Fin dead in the eyes and said. "Love. I love you. Yes, I love you Finley Micheal Brady-O'Brien. Do you understand me?I, Kyra Julianna Reid, love you."
By this point her hands were gripping at his collar way to tight as her lips came crashing down onto his and she totally melted into him. A kiss way more meaning than any they had last night when she chalked it all up to the drinking and the dress. And now there was no dress or makeup to hide behind. No whiskey clouding her thoughts. She knew right here and now that she loved him.
Only took her passing out to figure it truly out.
Kyra broke the kiss and looked at Fin, her cheeks bright red and her breath a little heavy. Her grip on his collar was as tight as ever and she refused to move in fear that if she did she would wake up and this would have all been in her head. "I umm... That was..."
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 11, 2015 16:19:40 GMT -5
Do you understand me?I, Kyra Julianna Reid, love you."
The grip on his collar, the seemingly excited and hurried words. The flush on her cheeks, Finley smiled, and shook his head. "Good... cause I can't let you go." His lips met hers, and the touch was soft, gentle. Which in truth was not what Finley wanted to do. He wanted to show Kyra how he felt. He wanted to her to feel the passion that was burning inside him, to let her know what he truly thought. He refrained though, instead he remained on the floor, holding her, as she clung to him. Their lips meeting in a gentle yet hungry dance.
Finley paused for a moment, and smiled at her. "Gawain was right. You are a nightmare, though he was wrong about why." His lips met hers again, and his tongue searched her mouth. Oh how would this look if someone walked in? To see them laying together, kissing, being affectionate. It was not them at all, but in that same hand, it was exactly who they were.
One hand cradled her head, one ran along her side, to rest on her thigh. As they kissed, her caressed her leg, his hand sliding down to cup her firm pert ass. There was nothin excessively soft on her, aside from her breasts, and lips, but everything else, Finley thought was perfect. Such a shame she always kept it hidden under men's clothes./font]
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 11, 2015 17:01:27 GMT -5
Did she mention this morning was weird? Because this morning was weird... What a ride of emotions. She had never been on one of those fancy rollercoaster type things but she had to guess that this is what it felt like. Alot of ups and downs and not knowing when the fuck you you are going to get off. It was all so new and crazy this little ride Fin was dragging her on, and she was starting to think she loved every second of it. He kissed her gently, the sort of kiss that made her eyes flutter close and her heart beat so loud you could probably hear it halfway across the room.
And this was the point things really started to click and fall into place. This was the point of no return where everything seemed to just become right with the world. She really did love him and he really loved her and they were kissing on the officer floor and as weird as everything had been. It felt like it was all falling into play now.
He hand moved into Fin's hair giving the tiniest of tugs as she started to push him back some so his back was against the front of the desk and she was the one over him slightly. There that get better she wasn't about to go and become all submissive and womanly just because he was being gently and made her feel like more of a woman than anyone else ever had. "Oh really?" She asked raising a eyebrow as she broke the kiss for a moment. "And how was he wrong?"
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 11, 2015 18:49:01 GMT -5
It was hard to tell who was more eager, as their kiss deepened. Finley's hands ran over her body, touching and teasing, exploring all over again, as they had the night before. Except there seemed to be something else in the movements now, something more excited, more urgent. He wanted her, to use her, and to love her, and to make her his. Finley moved his hands for the briefest moment, and gripped the front of the shirt she was wearing. With a quick jerk, the buttons popped off the shirt, and tore open. Finley smiled, staring at the swell of her breasts, only barely contained by the lace she wore.
Once his back was to the desk, and she had pulled his head up, Finley smirked. "Because you are the best nightmare I have ever had." He replied, feeling the tug again, as he kissed her neck. His eyes narrowed as she looked down at him. She wanted to control him? Is this what that was? Finley was pleasantly surprised to know that her fiery attitude wasn't just limited to her outward personality. Oh this was going to be fun indeed.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 11, 2015 20:53:51 GMT -5
Ah yes so this is what happen last night. It seemed like what happen after the party was a blur of hands and lip, and nothing more than the magic of a pretty dress and alot to drink. He had wanted her then for those reasons and those reasons alone. Now he wanted her because he loved her, at least he claimed to. Then again Fin never took her as the sort of person that just said anything for the sake of saying something, at least not anymore. After all she knows all too well what he had been though. Those days of acting on your impulsive were gone for him, her not so much but she was getting there slowly.
He called her the best nightmare he could ever had and it made her face became flush. How was it all these odd yet wonderful things he was telling her made her blush so? Must be a woman thing she would never be able to get rid of no matter how much she trieds. His shirt hand been torn open and pulled of her body as his lips found the skin of her neck causing her eyes to fall close for a second and a soft moan to leave her lips. She moved so she was basically in his lap and her own fingers started to work at his shirt.
But wait... How far would they take it this time? Would it be like last night were it was nothing more than light touching and alot of kissing? He was certainly exploring more of her than he did last night. Well she would just have to see and roll with it. After all she was pretty good at rolling with the punches. When his lips pulled away from her neck she had her's then on his Licking and sucking and maybe leaving a little bite or two... just for good measure.
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 12, 2015 1:15:04 GMT -5
Fin's hands moved to her chest, squeezing and caressing her breasts, as he kissed and teased her neck. Her fingers tightening in his hair, made Finley grin. Well, she wasn't pulling away, and the tightness of her grip made him realize what they both wanted. When he pulled away from her neck, her lips were on his. Biting, licking, sucking. Finley groaned as she hungrily attacked his neck. He was sure by now she could feel him, straining against his pants. He wanted to take her so badly then, and she had pushed him just right now.
Grabbing a handful of Kyra's hair, he jerked her head back from his neck. His lips met hers hungrily, before he looked into her eyes. "I need you Kyra, I want to take your body." His voice was soft, but but burning with desire. His blue eyes searching hers, filling with passion.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 12, 2015 1:32:26 GMT -5
Well she felt like she should have know that was coming. She just didn't expected it to hit her the way it did, making her whole stomach flip and between her legs become rather... well wet. Odd that the power of those few little words had such control over her that they quite literally turned her on in a way she had never been turned on before. And it would appear that Fin was just as turned on as her which made her even more turned on. And it was just this never ending loop that left her with the burning desire to just tear right into him and go for it... even though she had never done this before. Though how hard can it be? She has seen cocks before she knew how they worked, and she know how her body worked she could figure it out.
Because the slow pace of Fin's hands was only adding to the growing need to jump him and when his eyes found hers.... God it was over. She ended up slamming him into the desk some with how rough she had kissed him and the way her hands when to pin back his wrist and god she needed him so fucking badly. More than she has ever needed someone before and it was intense and insane all at the same time. "Good because I want you too Fin, really really bad."
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 12, 2015 1:54:57 GMT -5
She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and Finley started to panic. She was not ready, and he had jumped ahead, and ruined this moment. That thought was snapped out of his mind though, when she kissed him with such a force, that his head snapped back into the desk. A groan slipped from his lips to her mouth as they kissed. He went to grab her, and found his hands pinned on either side of his head."...I want you too Fin..." That was all he needed to hear, that this lust was mutual. His arms pushed against hers for a moment, and Fin realized just how string she actually was.
"You should let go." He mumbled into her lips, a mix of anger, and excitation. Breaking the kiss, he found her neck again, and then he twisted his arms, slipping from her grip. As her grip slipped free, he pushed her onto her back, and his hands caught her brazier, tearing it in half as he did. Finley's mouth closed over her breasts, biting, and tugging, and licking.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 12, 2015 3:08:38 GMT -5
Fin had tried to push against her, get out of her grip which made her smile. He forgot just how bloody strong she was. Have to be when you gotta tie up a dragon throwing a hissy fit because she doesn't want to take her medicine. "Make me Fin." She said with a smirk and make her he did. Because the next thing she knew he had twisted out of her grip and pushed her right onto the ground. She reached for his wrist again and but he was a little quicker on the draw, having gonna her undergarments off and was now kissing at the tender flesh of her breast. She didn't even care that he just ripped her favourite and most supportive bra, she was already lost to this new sense of pleasure. Last night he hand only touched them in the gentlest of way and now she was sure he had them covered in bite marks and that simply would not do. She wouldn't be all marked up by him without marking him up in return.
So she rolled out from under him and as he slipped to the ground, she flipped him onto his back and found herself straddling him. Not the sort of position woman normally find themselves in but when has she ever been normal. Without a would her one hand started to work at the belt around his waist while the other ran over his chest. Kissing running from his neck to his collarbone and shoulder, stopping every once in a while to leave a clear bite mark as she pulled off his belt. "So what are we waiting for?"
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 12, 2015 8:14:25 GMT -5
Oh this was going to be fun. Finley would never try and control her, well usually anyways. However, here and now, in this moment? Kyra was going to learn just what Fin could do to her. She was a woman afterall, and she should know her place. That thought barely left his mind as they rolled, and she was on top of him, working at his belt, and lwaving bit marks on his scarred chest.
"So what are we waiting for?"
Finley grinned, and his hand found her hair. Draggin Kyra off of him, Finley held her head to the ground as he worked his pants. Soon they were off, as was his underwear, and he was kneeling over her completely naked. "For you to know your place. That's what we are waiting for."
He was already erect. As his hand moved to her pants, pulling and tugging until they were around her knees, leaving her exposed to him. His hand moved up, slapping her warm center livhtky, and slowly his fingers began to explore her.font]
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 12, 2015 22:11:09 GMT -5
Man and she thought she had some nasty scars. She must have not notice last night in the darkness of his room with how edger and how flat out drunk they both were. But was Kyra the sort of person that cared when she had her fair share? Not at all, in fact she sort of thought they made him more handsome than he already was. Telling his story without saying a word, just like her's did. And she thought there was something... speical about that.
She was pulled off of him and into the carpet. Then rolled onto her back and she could feel it burn against her back. Huh... she hadn't even realized that they had basically westling to stay on top of each other while on this carpet, she had become covered in tiny carpet burns. Not that she minded at all, though she was starting to fear that she would never be able to touch or smell carpet again without thinking about this... without thinking about him.
"Oh well I think you will be waiting for a while then Fin." She said eyes wandering over his body but the sight she wanted to enjoy was quickly ended when his hand ran between her legs. Kyra's eyes flutter closed and she tried to hold back her moans but she couldn't as her hips rolled into his hand a little more, wanting him to touch her again.
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 13, 2015 0:11:25 GMT -5
Dragging her head up by her hair, Finley shook his head. "You'll learn." He kissed her then, deeply, their tongues fighting for dominance, much as they were. His fingers continued their vigorous exploration of her body. His hand moved, sliding down her thigh, as he broke the kiss. He could feel the scar on her leg, and see the one on her stomach. His lips danced down her body, pausing for a moment on her breasts before continuing to the scar. Slowly and softly, Finley kissed the knot of flesh, that marred her otherwise flat toned stomach.
In the moment, Finley laxed up, and let go of her hair, his hands moving to her waist. His lips remained soft on Kyras body, as he covered the scar, and her stomach in kisses, and gentle bites. Slowly his lips crept down her body, stopping just above her womanhood.
His eyes flashed briefly up to her, before he smirked, "You're mine." He growled before his mouth closed over the spot between her legs. His tongue eagerly probing the entrance to her body.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 13, 2015 1:14:35 GMT -5
She was dragged up by her hair and she nearly let out a broken whimper when he stopped touching her. And she wanted to keep fighting for dominance she really did, because she wasn't the sort of woman who took anything lying down and always made it know that she was going to fight to stay in control. But part of her really wanted to submit if it meant he would keep touching her like that...
She could feel his hands running over the twisted scars on her leg and stomach and if her face wasn't already flush it would have been. That not to say she was embarrassed, oh no. She was very proud of how she got each of those scars, she's just never had anyone kiss them before... She's never had anyone touch them before and make her feel beautiful for having them but Fin.
"Am I now? And what makes you think I'm..." Before she could even finished the word he was kissing her... down there. Oh my god he was kissing her right between the legs and his tongue. She couldn't help but grab a fistful of the carpet below her and let out a broke cry. There was nothing she could compare this feeling to. It made her legs feel shaky and her stomach do flips as little shockwaves of pleasure ran through her body. "F-Fin..." She moaned, head throw back and back arched. How did he make something so simple feel so good as she got lost in a sea of pleasure.
But then a thought ran through her head; she needed to do the same for him. As much as she didn't want to she pulled out from under him and stood up. Grabbing his arm and pulling up by the arm she forced him onto the edge of the desk and before she could grab him she dropped to her knees and swallowed. Okay how hard could this be? She closed her eyes and started with just the head, kissing and licking before taking his cock about halfway in her mouth and sucking as lightly as she could.
This is what you do right?
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