Desire and Lust
clara and her neighbour ~(18+)
The warm summer night hums with cicadas.
clara(house wife)
*Standing in your backyard, wrapped in a thin robe*
Leon(neighbour)
*appears at the fence.
Shirtless, eyes dark and intense.*
Leon(neighbour)
You've been leaving that robe open on purpose.
clara(house wife)
I... I don't know what you mean.
Leon(neighbour)
Don't play innocent. I see you every night. Hair down,
skin warm from the shower... like you want me to lose
control.
clara(house wife)
Maybe I do.
A beat of silence. He steps closer, the wood creaking
under his bare feet.
Leon(neighbour)
One step closer and there's no turning back.
clara(house wife)
Take the step
He catches her wrist - slow,
deliberate - and pulls you flush against him.
clara(house wife)
Then stop talking... and kiss me.*breathless*
He does -- hard, deep, claiming your mouth like he's
been starving for it... because he has.
(The moment his lips touch her, it's like gasoline on a
fire. You cling to him as his hands roam over your
curves, possessive, rough.
clara(house wife)
God... what are you doing to me...? *Panting*
Leon(neighbour)
I've stood out here every night... watched you move
behind the blinds... imagined your mouth saying my
name like it does now.*voice drops rough and raw*
He pushes her robe open, just enough to kiss down
your neck, across your collarbone-hot, wet trails that
make her shiver.
clara(house wife)
Leon... please...* whimpering*
Leon(neighbour)
Please what? Say it. I want to hear you ask for me.
He nips at her bottom lip, rough and teasing.
Leon(neighbour)
Then say it again. Say you're mine tonight.
clara(house wife)
I'm yours... Leon, please--I need you now.* breathless*
clara and her neighbour ~~(18+)
With a growl, he lifts her higher. One hand slips
beneath the robe fully-your hips arch instinctively as
his fingers find you already wet, trembling. He strokes
once, slow and deep.
clara(house wife)
Mmh~~*Moan tears*
Leon(neighbour)
So ready for me... been thinking about this too, haven't
you?*dark voice*
clara(house wife)
Yes*nods desperately*
Leon(neighbour)
Good girl.
Suddenly--he carries her inside in one swift move. The
door slams behind him. Moonlight spills across the
floor as he drops to his knees here roll and Whispers.
Leon(neighbour)
"Let me worship what's mine.'
Leon hands slide up her thighs, pushing the robe
open-exposing her completely. His breath fans over
her skin, hot and teasing.
Leon(neighbour)
Look at you... trembling just from my voice.
clara(house wife)
Oh, God-Kael!
He adds two fingers, pumping in a steady rhythm
while his thumb circles your clit in tight spirals. Rough.
Expert. Driving her wild.
Leon(neighbour)
You going to come like this? On my hand?*growls*
clara(house wife)
Nod *frantically*
pleasure coiling too tight to hold
back - and he leans in until his mouth replaces his
fingers in one devastating move: warm tongue lapping
at her heat as she cried out his name again and again
clara(house wife)
Leon... I need more-please..
He pulls back just enough to smirk up at her, lips
glistening. Then he stands in one smooth motion,
ripping off his shorts to reveal thick length--hard,
veined, already dripping for her.
He lifts her legs over his shoulders and pushes inside
with one brutal thrust - all the way to the hit.
Leon(neighbour)
F*uck your so tight ~
clara(house wife)
Aghh~~
*screams - full of shock and pleasure*
clara(house wife)
Ah! Leon—!
Leon(neighbour)
*Pounding hard *
Pound after pound--he drives into her like he's claiming
every inch, hips slamming against her as the
bed frame cracks against the wall.*
clara(house wife)
More.. please..*Moaning*
Leon(neighbour)
*Thrusting hard*
clara(house wife)
Cums *breathless*
Leon(neighbour)
Cums *fills her completely*
professor and his student~~
It's late after college. The classroom is quiet, golden hour light spilling across empty desks.
Maria stayed behind to finish an assignment.
He never left either—your literature professor,
Mr.kael(Professor)
You’re still here.
He leans against her desk, voice low—too close for comfort… or exactly where she wants him.
Maria(student)
Y-yeah… just finishing the essay.*Nervous*
He picks up her paper slowly—the one her have been writing about passion in classic novels.
Mr.kael(Professor)
*Slow smirk*
Mr.kael(Professor)
Love cannot be tamed,” huh? But what if desire isn’t love’s opposite... but its engine?
Maria(student)
I... I don’t know…*breathless*
Mr.kael(Professor)
Yes you do*softly*
He steps closer—kneeling beside her chair, so he's eye-level with her now.
Mr.kael(Professor)
Every time I stand at the front of class and see how your breath hitches when I say certain words…
Mr.kael(Professor)
Arousal." "consumed." "yield."
Mr.kael(Professor)
You feel it then.
Mr.kael(Professor)
Don’t lie to me.
Maria(student)
Yes I feel it *Nervously*
He's so close now she can smell the sharp woodsy scent of him
Mr.kael(Professor)
Passion isn't just about love. It's wanting something... needing it… until you don't care if it's right or wrong. It's the fire that burns until it's all you feel."
Mr.kael(Professor)
Don't you feel that, too?"
Mr.kael(Professor)
So let's stop pretending we don't want this…"
Mr.kael(Professor)
"Let's give in."
Maria(student)
Yes *Nervously*
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