Sunset Rapture
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
835
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sunset Rapture
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! Belongs solely to Konami and their affiliates. I do not own their characters (Though I wish I owned Joey, Bakura, Yami Yugi, Malik, and Kaiba :: drool :: ) so don't ask me to use them.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tristan and Serenity
Note: As always, these characters are aged at whatever age your pretty little minds put them in.
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Sunset Rapture
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He wrapped a strong arm around my slender waist as we looked out at the sunset. The warmth on my face and the feeling of the sand between my delicate toes made me close my eyes, merely basking in the delicious drops of fading sun.
I felt his lips on my chest, I was wearing a low-cut red dress, one that reached only to my knees. I was barefoot, and my long, light brown hair blew softly in the wind. I moved my hand up to run through his short, soft hair, and moaned softly at the feeling of his warm tongue softly flicking just above my cleavage.
"Oh...." my head fell back a bit as he licked at my skin, "Oh Tristan..."
He moved up, replacing the sun's warmth with his own, and pulled down the left strap of my dress, kissing up to my shoulder. The feeling of his lips on my skin drove me wild, a feeling that only intensified as he pulled the left side of fabric down under the swell of my breast, kissing down to my hardened nipple, his tongue running around it in circles.
His fingers tugged at the silk fabric of my dress that hugged my slender sides, obviously showing he wanted it off. He laid me down on the sheet we had brought with us and pulled the top half of my dress down to my waist, kissing down to my stomach. He ran his tongue around my navel twice, and then dipped it inside, repeating this process several times afterwards. He eventually pulled my dress fully off, revealing my tight black lace thong panties.
I motioned for him to lean up. Once he was in a sitting position on his knees, I pulled his shirt off to reveal his bare, hairless, muscular torso. I planted soft feather-light kisses in a trail from one nipple to the other, then ran my hands down to unbutton and unzip his pants, signaling for him to remove them.
Once his pants were gone, I ran my hand once over the bulge in his tight silk boxers. He laid me down again after I did that and kissed me deeply, running his strong hands down to remove my panties. I felt him remove his boxers, and then felt the tip of his manhood pressed to my entrance. I let out a short gasp as he began to enter me, my back arching a bit as I felt his low throb, the size of him overwhelming me.
I could hear his sharp intakes of breath as each inch of him entered me, and my legs opened wider as he was driven further in, making room for his hips. His kisses trailed to my neck and collarbone, and I could feel him nip slightly at the skin on my shoulder as his manhood reached its full length inside of me. Once he buried himself fully within me, he moved up and looked down at me. I nodded softly and he started pulling back, almost all the way out before he pushed back in.
I moaned loudly with each slow thrust, though we never lost eye contact. I could feel his want, and need, of release with every throb of his manhood, and the tightening of my own body allowed him to see that I shared that want. My arms slid up and around his neck, and he leaned down to kiss me, the both of us closing our eyes as he thrusted in heated passion.
His slow thrusts started to slowly pick up speed with each one, his member delving deeper and deeper into me each time. I was nearing my climax faster than I ever had before, but I didn't inform him of this. My back arched as he kept gaining speed, my rapture nearing faster with every passing second.
I nearly screamed out in pleasure as I came, my juices swirling around him as we were plunged into the darkness of night. He didn't stop thrusting, and it was evident that my release made him only want to go faster. I ran my hands through his hair as he thrusted, and I let him know with my body how badly I wanted his release.
He came after a few more passion-driven thrusts, filling my womanhood with his seed, his own back arching downward as he moaned out in utter bliss.
He slowed down to a stop and laid beside me, pulling a warm cotton blanket over our exhausted bodies. My feet reached the sand, and I could feel it cooling off as night washed over us, drawing us both into a deep, contented sleep.
~Fin~
Please, review!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tristan and Serenity
Note: As always, these characters are aged at whatever age your pretty little minds put them in.
~~
Sunset Rapture
~~
He wrapped a strong arm around my slender waist as we looked out at the sunset. The warmth on my face and the feeling of the sand between my delicate toes made me close my eyes, merely basking in the delicious drops of fading sun.
I felt his lips on my chest, I was wearing a low-cut red dress, one that reached only to my knees. I was barefoot, and my long, light brown hair blew softly in the wind. I moved my hand up to run through his short, soft hair, and moaned softly at the feeling of his warm tongue softly flicking just above my cleavage.
"Oh...." my head fell back a bit as he licked at my skin, "Oh Tristan..."
He moved up, replacing the sun's warmth with his own, and pulled down the left strap of my dress, kissing up to my shoulder. The feeling of his lips on my skin drove me wild, a feeling that only intensified as he pulled the left side of fabric down under the swell of my breast, kissing down to my hardened nipple, his tongue running around it in circles.
His fingers tugged at the silk fabric of my dress that hugged my slender sides, obviously showing he wanted it off. He laid me down on the sheet we had brought with us and pulled the top half of my dress down to my waist, kissing down to my stomach. He ran his tongue around my navel twice, and then dipped it inside, repeating this process several times afterwards. He eventually pulled my dress fully off, revealing my tight black lace thong panties.
I motioned for him to lean up. Once he was in a sitting position on his knees, I pulled his shirt off to reveal his bare, hairless, muscular torso. I planted soft feather-light kisses in a trail from one nipple to the other, then ran my hands down to unbutton and unzip his pants, signaling for him to remove them.
Once his pants were gone, I ran my hand once over the bulge in his tight silk boxers. He laid me down again after I did that and kissed me deeply, running his strong hands down to remove my panties. I felt him remove his boxers, and then felt the tip of his manhood pressed to my entrance. I let out a short gasp as he began to enter me, my back arching a bit as I felt his low throb, the size of him overwhelming me.
I could hear his sharp intakes of breath as each inch of him entered me, and my legs opened wider as he was driven further in, making room for his hips. His kisses trailed to my neck and collarbone, and I could feel him nip slightly at the skin on my shoulder as his manhood reached its full length inside of me. Once he buried himself fully within me, he moved up and looked down at me. I nodded softly and he started pulling back, almost all the way out before he pushed back in.
I moaned loudly with each slow thrust, though we never lost eye contact. I could feel his want, and need, of release with every throb of his manhood, and the tightening of my own body allowed him to see that I shared that want. My arms slid up and around his neck, and he leaned down to kiss me, the both of us closing our eyes as he thrusted in heated passion.
His slow thrusts started to slowly pick up speed with each one, his member delving deeper and deeper into me each time. I was nearing my climax faster than I ever had before, but I didn't inform him of this. My back arched as he kept gaining speed, my rapture nearing faster with every passing second.
I nearly screamed out in pleasure as I came, my juices swirling around him as we were plunged into the darkness of night. He didn't stop thrusting, and it was evident that my release made him only want to go faster. I ran my hands through his hair as he thrusted, and I let him know with my body how badly I wanted his release.
He came after a few more passion-driven thrusts, filling my womanhood with his seed, his own back arching downward as he moaned out in utter bliss.
He slowed down to a stop and laid beside me, pulling a warm cotton blanket over our exhausted bodies. My feet reached the sand, and I could feel it cooling off as night washed over us, drawing us both into a deep, contented sleep.
~Fin~
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