Warning this storyl has been classified as suitable for viewers over the age of 18, and may contain spoilers as to future activities/events. If you are of a delicate disposition, don't get out much, have a medical condition which forbids an increase in pulse rate, intend to stand up from where you are sitting in the near future, or may be disturbed please do not continue..... (save for later) . . . . ........If however you appropriately fulfil the above requirements, and feel like continuing reading the story I previously wrote, then feel free to continue. Please note, for the safety of all concerned, keep your seat in a locked and upright position, do not leave lit candles unattended, and use adequate protection! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- For Your Eyes Only: Chapter Two. Unseelie Princess ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I lay back onto your shoulder, curls of my hair mingling with yours, pressing my cheek against your skin, breathing in the vanilla scent of your body, so male so warm so heady, god that scent, which I've come to know so well that even a trace of it on a warm wind brings a gasp to my throat, and a thrumming ache to my body. holding the line of my body against yours, I become aware of my leg wrapped across your thighs, leaving my breasts, my stomach, and nothing but the material of my pants pressed against the side of your body. I long to feel my naked skin brush yours, to meld into you, and feel us crushing against each other, fulfilling the need which overwhelms us both. I feel you stir, lifting a hand to stroke your fingers across the downy skin of my arm. Your touch sends tingles of electricity through me, I feel the beast within me shift, moving, rubbing its fur under my skin, stretching like a big cat. You bring my hand to your lips, and kiss across the back of it, moving your lips to my wrist, kissing, gently scraping teeth. You lift slightly to continue your trail up my arm, and I feel you reach my shoulder, and as your teeth grip my neck rolling me onto my back. My heart is thundering in my ears, and I blink looking out through a curtain of soft dark hair. The mixture of pleasure and pain brings my breath in fast gasps, and I feel myself growing hotter, wetter. A moan from you reminds me that my nails are digging into your back, and I toy with whether to release or grip tighter. Your hands slide up my sides, reaching behind me undoing my bra, and lifting that and my vest top off me. Warm hands caressing my skin, cupping, stroking. Your lips move down my chest, and leave warm wet trails. The urgent need to have you grows inside me, making me writhe under you. I wrap my fingers in your hair, pulling you to me, as I feel a searching hand pull up my skirt and slide along my thigh. I'm already wet and eager and I can't help but to grin at the smile of joy on your face as your fingers realise just how turned on I am. I breathe deeply as you push my pants aside, and slide a gentle finger between my lips. I feel you push inside me exploring my warmth my wetness, bringing a moan from my throat. you pull out and bring your fingers up to caress my clit, slowly at first, then faster. My thighs tremble and shake as you plunge in me and sweep over me. My head's thrown back as moans escape me, the beast in me screams as the first orgasm takes me, back arching, liquid heat pumps through me, a pleasure so exquisite it almost amounts to pain. I clench around you as my juice soaks your hand. Piece by piece I return to myself, my sight gradually focussing as I watch you lick your fingers, smiling, tasting me. You lean in to kiss me and I can taste myself from your lips. I wonder perhaps if you would like to taste more............