<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 5:30 AM</strong></span><br/><em>3rd Floor Office / Bedroom</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.thefamouspeople.com/profiles/images/simeon-panda-1.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Eric (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283321#msg15283321)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Shorts<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Comfort --> Anger/Angst --> Comfort<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>NSFW<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><br/>Marley | Closed<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Eric took her with a wanton abandon.  Yes, he was angry.  Yes he was hurt.  She didn’t really care about him as much as she said.  She told him in so many words he wasn’t enough for her.  He knew now this wasn’t the first time.  It couldn’t have been, she had been with Kaine for who knows how long-acting like she damned cared about him, all the while behind his back…  And if that was what a damned brother was then he didn’t need any friggin family.<br/><br/>Not even Kaine really gave a damn about him.  Surely they could have talked come up with something reasonable…but no!  He was just a fill-in till Kaine came back.  He should have known she never…loved him or cared as she said.<br/><br/>It was just cause he was the one that was there just convenient.  He didn’t see the ice-cold tear that touched her back at the utter rejection of her love and affection for him.  He held on to her thrusting, deep and hard not feverishly he wanted her to feel him all of him every ounce of pain.  Normally she would like to feel him but he withdrew more of his heat and left her feeling colder in his touch.<br/><br/><strong><em>‘I wanted only you, but that wasn’t enough for you, you always treated me like an extra in your play when I treated you like a queen.’</em></strong>It went over and over again in his mind each thrust more than the last and he heard her, normally the words would turn him on.<br/><br/>This time he knew she did that for everyone…he was just a pitstop on her way back to Kaine, he was no more than exercise.  He could have given her two of him, three…four even but still it was all for naught at the end of the day.  His tongue licked up her back and he bit into her shoulder, hard but not hard enough to break the skin.  He could mark her but even that would be gone within the hour.  Why did he even bother?  Why did he care?  Cause she was more than great, amazing sex to him.  He didn’t care that she was immortal…how did she know he wasn’t?  He shivered as her hot opening caressed his rod.<br/>His tongue rubbed over her clit vigorously, he let his cold wet muscle tease her wanting her to come for him any damned way.  If this was their last time together he wanted her to remember him…still!<br/><br/>When she stopped moaning, screaming, anything.  He switched tactics working to give her pleasure. She called herself submitting to him…but why?  Why now?<br/><br/>She was more than content to lie to him to sneak around.  It wasn’t like he wanted it flaunted in his face but damnit don’t lie to him.  Hell, treating him like he was a child or something and every time Kaine would smile in his face, offer him a beer like they were boys…backstabbing bastard…and hell naw he wasn’t playing dominoes with him anymore either!<br/><br/>He couldn’t be angry with her forever.  She could have simply told him…he was a place holder till her Main returned!  She didn’t have to betray him, make him think he…they was something special when they weren’t!  This time there was more than a single tear but he quickly wiped it away feigning that he was caressing her back.  He wouldn’t cry now…true it felt wonderful and he would miss her but he wasn’t going to let that be how he left her.  His hands caressed her breasts squeezing his fingers around them as he was rolling her nipples tenderly as he fed her his shaft repeatedly.  With tender kisses was how she would remember him and lingering licks of her back that touched and stroked her vulva at the same time would be how she would see him when she walked by him and looked back.  Perhaps one day she might deem him worthy enough to grace him with her touch again.  She might remember that he had been hers.<br/><br/>His fingers went through her brown mane his fingers stimulating her scalp knowing it affected pleasure sensors in other parts of her body.  He kissed her so she could know he wasn’t lying when he said he loved her, even if she hadn’t felt the same truly.  He craved her even worshipped the ground she walked on and yet.  His tongue moved over hers, his hand feeling over her throat, stroking her shoulder as his fingers still vibrated against her pearl letting the dark energy flow over them in the cool of the morning he took her as his lover one last time.<br/><br/>He would always remember the way his name sounded when she spoke and her words of pleasure hitting his ears.  “Yes my heart?!?”  He asked even as he trembled as she coated him with her nectar, he couldn’t help but smile as that was what he would miss the most, making her feel so good when they were together.  His hand now caressed the warm hand marks on her behind.  “We did that now we are going to do something…else!”  He teased shivering as she came upon him yet again.<br/><br/>He gripped her till she was riding over him and lifted her up and down upon his rod.  “Yes baby…tell me what you want?!?”  He pulled on her his body moving till he could kiss her from behind.<br/>