<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e6/b9/66/e6b966a6fb49c19181d2cb6d597c1b78.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pride | Shadowcat<br/><strong>Location:</strong>First floor of the Mansion, watching outside<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th, 08:00<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Piotr<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Wrapped up in desire<br/><hr/><br/>She wasn't going anywhere....unless he lifted her up and physically moved her. Which Piotr seemed more than willing to do. Leaving her shirt wherever it was dropped, her arms tightened around his neck, those long legs slipping around his waist. Ankles locked together at the small of the massive males back, permanently trapping him against her. Still, there were too many clothes in the way. Even with her skirt gone, and his pants no longer an issue...she wanted to feel<em>him</em>. It was a need deep in her core...deep in her heart that wouldn't go away.<br/><br/>The feel of that thick erection pressed so intimately against her covered folds had her shivering, hips rocking back and forth as she worked herself up, right along with him. Panting hard, she would curl fingers into thick brown hair, her free hand slowly slipping down between them. She looked to his face, seeming to gauge his reaction as her arm reached around behind her. It was a good thing she had worn bra's for a good portion of her life then, because it made unsnapping the one she had on easier. Letting it fall loose, she would shrug one shoulder and arm out, and then the other. Held in his firm grip, she rose up a bit, and let that bra slip down and fall to the ground, revealing those small, perky mounds to him, pink nipples already stiffly at attention, further testament to her arousal.