by RJT » Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:28 am
Meow went the little Russian girl before she strode across the room, slowing as she approached Jacob and brushed her raised hairs against Jacob's legs. A gentle purr pours out of her mouth as she wraps her form around his foot, finding comfort in resting her head atop his foot.
He looked down in shock at the sudden rush of warmth now surrounding his sock. To his surprise there sat the furry being of the little russian girl. He held his foot still as long as possible, but could tell she was still awake, only wanting him to stay there, to stay in his embrace as long as possible. With a soft purr she looked up and locked eyes with him; only for a moment, but long enough for him to look away blushing
As he looked away a smile spread over her face, and she began to lift herself up with her small paws, right atop Jacob's foot. He kept his eyes away from hers and kept as still as possible, hoping she was not planning anything too devious. The little Russian Girl's whole form shot up Jacob's shin in an instant, no sound betraying her action, only the new feeling of her weight on his lap. A gasp escaped jacob's lips, though he held his calm, slowly, shakily turning his head to take in the situation.
He now faced his fate hesitantly, eying up the side of her shining furry body until their gaze was locked once more. She moved swiftly over his body, spreading herself over his chest and smiling widely. A small shiver shot through Jacob as her back paws now lay resting on either side of his belt buckle, her front reaching up towards his shoulders. His head pulled back just a little out of reflex, but she intercepted him quickly, her soft, wet cold nose touching his as their eyes now were only inches apart. Her innocent smile changed to a seductive, longing stare into the depths of his earthy brown entrances to his soul. His lips parted as hers drew closer, unsure if he were in desire or in shock.
"Hi Jacob" The words slipped out of her mouth, the air from her speech flowing softly against Jacob's lips as her head started to tilt. His eyes widened at the gentle touch of her lips pressing against his own, but he couldn't pull away. The little Russian Girl's paws slid down the front of Jacob's shirt, her claws sinking through the material and drifting over his skin. Jacob's eyes stayed open, but he could feel the passion in her touch and kiss, almost letting himself be consumed in her heat; not yet though. He started to raise his hand to try to stop her, beginning to mouth the word 'stop', but his lips were still pressed to hers. No words came forth from his lips, but the motion of the word came to her as acceptance, giving into her kiss. She purred with delight and started to slowly, slowly sink her bottom lower down Jacob's stomach.
The phone rang right next to him, but Jacob didn't dare move to answer. The little Russian Girl's claws now pulled at the top of his shouler, holding him deep into her kiss as her little tongue now flicked over his lips. Her lower body now came into contact with Jacob's belt, then brushed against the crotch of his pants. All the air seemed to be draining from his lungs, and he gasped for breath; leaving his mouth open long enough for her. "Meow..." purred the little Russian Girl as her soft little tongue now sank past Jacob's lips.
Jacob's lips closed on her tongue without his will, though try as he may, his will was now fading as the tip of her tiny tongue traced the top of his. Her soft purring now resonated constantly into Jacob's mouth, it soothed him, and helped build his growing desire enough to shadow the shy urge holding him back. She could feel it as she straddled him right below the belt, gently grinding a slow rythmn into his body. Not only his desire, but the hardness that was growing and lifting her just barely.
"Thats right hun, let go, let me take you" came her gentle purring against his ear, whiskers tickling him just enough for him to close his eyes.
The little Russian Girl pressed herself down a little harder with every roll of her hips. Jacob let his head hang back and his arms came around The Little Russian Girl's fragile form. Her claws tore down his shirt and around his back in one swift movement, sending the tattered remains falling away from Jacob's now bare chest.
"Now we get to the real fun," said Jacob, moving in for a deep kiss on the Little Russian Girl's lips.
WIP
Russian girl=Vouss, Nicolette
Jacob=Kaios
Will edit in the rest of the story as it is written.
Last edited by RJT on Sat Apr 28, 2012 1:36 am, edited 3 times in total.
[8:21:56 PM] Ravian: We didn't run
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