Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)
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				Title: <strong>Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 21:41:47</strong>
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				Shinji leans against the railing at the edge of the penthouse apartment patio, savoring the view along with a glass of white zinfandel.&nbsp; A smile plays across his lips: soon Asuka will be back from her job, and it's their semi-anniversary tonight.&nbsp; Inside, all is ready--a fine meal, already laid out and ready to eat, candles alight, mood music playing.&nbsp; It's all for her, because she deserves it.<br><br>Memory serves forth a brief smorgasbord of old trials: hearing of his father's death in a lab accident, inheriting what was left of the old bastard's estate, wending his long and lonely way through school...until the moment when he met her at a conference in New Berlin.&nbsp; They hadn't hit it off right away, but his apology (by way of a few drinks) turned into a wild night together, and after <em>that</em>...<br><br>After that, her smile has enough to help him ignore all the jokes about becoming a 'good little housewife' to Asuka.&nbsp; He counts the ways, amused as always: she proposed to him, she has the better paying and more important job, he stays home and does the housework, she likes it on top.&nbsp; And he laughs, because he's happy.<br><br>Inside, he hears the faint chime of the alarm.&nbsp; She's going to be here soon, so he finishes his wine and heads back into the kitchen to put the finishing touches on the last dish for tonight.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 21:59:42</strong>
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				In the elevator, Asuka leaned against the polished stainless steel walls and freed her feet from the severe black heels.&nbsp; They did wonders for her legs, but they were murder after a long day at the office.&nbsp; The numbers flashing above the elevator's doors sped past in a blur; when the penthouse key was engaged, the elevator was programmed to make no other stops.<br><br>With an audible sigh, the petite woman dug her bare toes into the thick red carpet on the elevator's floor, luxuriating at the feeling of the soft fibers against her silk stockings.&nbsp; She didn't need her Blackberry's repeated chime to remind her of the message she'd told it to send her; tonight was a special night for her and Shinji, and if she hadn't already picked him out something nice as a gift, she'd be sending the elevator back to the lobby of their building to do so.<br><br>With the momentary sensation of weightlessness that always came when the speeding elevator slowed on their floor, Asuka arrived at the penthouse.&nbsp; With a second, louder chime of announcement, the doors slid open in the entrance foyer of the apartment, and stepped out.&nbsp; In one hand she held her clutch purse, black heels jutting from a side pocket.&nbsp; In her second, she held at her side a small, purple, gift-wrapped box.<br><br>"Shinji?" she called out as she stepped into the living room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 22:08:40</strong>
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				He hears the elevator stop, the doors open...and then her question, announcing her arrival.<br><br>"In here, Asuka," he calls, pulling the final dish out of the oven and transferring it to a hotpad.&nbsp; "Supper's ready," he adds, slipping off the oven mitts and hastening out to greet her properly.<br><br>He's still short and slight, for a man.&nbsp; His shoulder-length black hair is tied back into a single ponytail at the base of his skull, his plain white shirt and loose black cotton pants utilitarian rather than decorative (although as Asuka knows, his boxers are silk).&nbsp; Seeing her, he opens his arms and beams.<br><br>"How was your day, <em>koi</em>?&nbsp; Have those <em>dummkopfen</em> in Marketing gotten a clue yet?"<br><br>His German is still atrocious, even after so many intimate and patient lessons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 03:08:27</strong>
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				The makeup on her face painted a severe mask across what were otherwise gentle features, but that even her 'business face' melted into a pleased grin at the sight of her boy.&nbsp; She placed a long, slow kiss on his mouth, teasing and shy with her tongue but fierce with her lips.&nbsp; By the time she'd finished, she'd smeared her plum-colored lipstick across his mouth and cheeks. <br><br>She chuckled.&nbsp; "They couldn't find a clue if it was stapled to their collective, doughy asses, pet.&nbsp; I need to put on some real clothes."&nbsp; She held up the gift, tapping against his chest with a teasing grin.<br><br>"Promise not to open it?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 04:25:54</strong>
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				"I promise," he says, taking the package to the table and placing it near his setting.&nbsp; While he waits for her return, he fiddles with a few final details and discretely wipes her lipstick away with a napkin--not that he minds being marked, but she'll do more later.<br><br>That thought alone is enough to keep him distracted from the possible contents of her small violet box, so when she returns she finds it as pristinely bound as when she handed it over.
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 15:58:26</strong>
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				"Real clothes" for Asuka meant something less professional, less feminine, and more of a return to type.&nbsp; Specifically, the tomboyish type she'd adopted for most of her adolescence and into college before the demands of business dress made her adopt, or at least, pretend to adopt, a more typically girlish wardrobe for the office.<br><br>Ten minutes later, she emerged from the bedroom dressed in a grungy black rock band T-shirt and a pair of khakis.&nbsp; The subtle art of makeup had been erased from her face, the soft curves suggested by the application of foundation and blush cleared away for the more androgynous naturally straight lines of her features.&nbsp; And her hair had been taken down, and hung around her face in a half page-boy, half pixie cut.<br><br>She bounded from their bedroom and once more put her arms around his shoulders, hugging him close and nuzzling into his neck.&nbsp; "Don't think that I haven't noticed the smells or the music.&nbsp; You're such a good little boy, slaving away over a hot stove for me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 16:07:29</strong>
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				"Well," he blushes as she hugs and nuzzles him, "it is sort of an important date.&nbsp; And I always do my best to take care of you."<br><br>He takes the liberty of wrapping his arms around her waist for a moment, kissing her lips lightly.<br><br>"Let's eat before it gets cold, and you can tell me all about your day."<br><br>To her surprise, he hopes, he has found a number of traditional German recipes online.&nbsp; While he knows they won't be quite as good as the original (and some of the ingredients had to be substituted), he smiles secretly in anticipation of her expression when she realizes what he's done.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 04:43:12</strong>
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				"In a minute," she said, and pushed backwards on his firm midsection, guiding him to the couch.&nbsp; She straddled his lap and rested her hands on his shoulders, sitting up so that he had to look up into her eyes.<br><br>"What do you think is so special about today, Shinji?" she asked with a teasing lilt to her voice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 04:51:13</strong>
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				Falling back onto the couch, he stretches his arms out to the side and relaxes, letting his head fall back.<br><br>"Mmmm.&nbsp; I recall that this is our semi-anniversary, the day we met...plus or minus a few hours, adjusting for Munich time."<br><br>He shifts, her weight and heat across his lap encouraging his arousal.<br><br>"This is the day we ended up having a few beers by way of commiseration and ended up having wild sex in your hotel foom for the next few days.&nbsp; And then again in my hotel room."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 01:47:35</strong>
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				"Sweet boy."&nbsp; She kissed him, her teeth taking gentle, small bites at the corners of his mouth.&nbsp; She shifted her hips, letting him feel her brush against the taut fabric of his pants.<br><br>"Do you remember that house steward who brought us up our room service?&nbsp; How I answered the door for the pizza and beer wearing just one of your dress shirts?"<br><br>She stood up, fingertips tracing delicate lines against his cheek.&nbsp; "Now then.&nbsp; Was there something about dinner?"
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 02:15:25</strong>
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				His embarrassed grin gives her the answer to her question.&nbsp; His words only reinforce it: "I remember you nearly shocked the poor old gentleman into fainting!&nbsp; One would think he'd never seen a beautiful woman before."<br><br>He makes no move to get up, nor to shift her weight.<br><br>"Yes, supper.&nbsp; Which is cooling on the table behind you, awaiting your verdict.&nbsp; Or, if you'd prefer to ravish me right here...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 02:40:43</strong>
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				"And let the proof of your domestic servitude go to waste?&nbsp; I think not."&nbsp; Asuka stood, and turned to walk to the table.&nbsp; She swayed her hips to the deep jazz bass...what little hips she had, when she was playing the tomboy, and sat at her usual place at the head of the table.&nbsp; "Did you remember the weizenbock?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 02:44:13</strong>
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				Shinji smiles, watching her walk back to the table.&nbsp; Then he stands himself, stretching for a moment befoe he takes his own seat.<br><br>"Yes," he says.&nbsp; "I had to substitute a few things, overall, but I got pretty close.&nbsp; I hope."<br><br>He smiles at her, waiting for her first taste.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 18:06:37</strong>
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				Spreading a dinner roll with a nice, spicy sahnemeerettich, Asuka gave a sigh of evident pleasure at the mouth-watering bite of the horseradish.&nbsp; "Good.&nbsp; I'd hate to have to send you to the store before you even had a chance to taste your own meal."&nbsp; She winked as she said it, but the odds that she was making a joke were pretty low.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 18:25:20</strong>
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				Shinji blushes and takes a few bites of his handiwork, closing his eyes and making a few appreciative noises.<br><br>"I'm happy you approve.&nbsp; It wasn't as easy as I'd hoped, to be honest."<br><br>Watching her, he seems to bask in her approval: as she knows, her happiness is important to him, which is why he's perfectly happy being a trust-fund stay-at-home sort of husband.&nbsp; But then, as introverted as Shinji is, asking him to work in an office would be almost too cruel.
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 17:00:39</strong>
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				"Hah.&nbsp; Don't talk to me about hard work.&nbsp; Let me tell you why heads are going to roll in marketing tomorrow."&nbsp; <br><br>Taking a deep breath and swallow of beer, Asuka gave Shinji some background material on the new product line debuting the following month.&nbsp; "So these mensch show us commercial rushes.&nbsp; Most of them are pretty good, nothing award winning, but good enough to build brand awareness.&nbsp; But then the last shot of the last commercial has the product and our logo flying out of an exploding skyscraper.&nbsp; A skyscraper!&nbsp; And it was the last one on the presentation.&nbsp; They were saving it for last!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 17:45:02</strong>
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				Shinji grins.<br><br>"Ah, trying too hard to impress, were they?&nbsp; Perhaps a little defenestration is in order?&nbsp; Out the window..."<br><br>He stretches out until his toe brushes her calf.<br><br>"I'll bet they underestimated you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 15:00:14</strong>
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				"More tasteless than anything else.&nbsp; Especially considering that we have an American audience to consider."&nbsp; She sighed as she felt the exploring foot under the table, and slouched down in her chair to give him greater freedom to creep along her calf and thigh.&nbsp; "You're such a bad little boy, Shinji.&nbsp; Here I was trying to get all worked up, and you're distracting me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 16:50:36</strong>
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				He smiles a bit more, sliding his foot higher.<br><br>"Is it working, then?&nbsp; Because while I want you all worked up tonight, I don't want you thinking about tasteless fools from the depths of Marketing."<br><br>Holding her eyes, he playfully undoes the next button on his shirt.<br><br>"If that makes me a bad little boy, then...well, I guess it does."<br><br>And he undoes the next button as well, letting his shirt part suggestively--not nearly the same as if she does it, but his intent is clear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 17:09:08</strong>
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				"Maybe it is," she said, giving his foot a little press between her knees.&nbsp; She lets her eyes fall down to the unfastening trail of buttons, and the skin beneath his shirt.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a sip of beer, rolling the cool, frosted glass across her brow so that beads of condensation were left behind in its wake.&nbsp; "I was finished dinner anyway.&nbsp; Weren't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 18:09:04</strong>
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				"As you wish," he grins, letting his eyes fall closed for a moment, wiggling his toes between her legs.&nbsp; "But perhaps you should come show me?"<br><br>He tilts his head to one side, a curious little gesture of submission that he uses to invite her to kiss and nibble his neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 02:39:53</strong>
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				Her arousal was plain by the heat between her legs when his toe crept higher, and she sighed as he pressed the rough fabric of her pants into her crotch.&nbsp; "Alright."<br><br>Asuka stood up and crossed the corner of the table, her hands on the high back of the dining room table.&nbsp; She leaned forward, her lips leaving a trail of soft kisses along his chin before her teeth started nibbling along his jaw.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 04:39:24</strong>
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				Shutting his eyes, Shinji sighs softly and tilts his head even more, leaning into her kisses.<br><br>"You're so very wonderfully warm," he whispers.&nbsp; "Makes me wonder what you have in mind for tonight."
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 18:10:00</strong>
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				Asuka pulled away so that their faces were a foot or so apart, and began unbuttoning his shirt.&nbsp; "I think I'm going to tie you up and tease you at first.&nbsp; Then I'll open up the chest and get out some toys, and play with them."<br><br>Her hands had opened his shirt to his stomach, and slowly tugged them out of the waistband of his pants.&nbsp; "And once I've driven you crazy, I'll put on a strap on and fuck you good and hard in the ass until I cum."
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 23:22:01</strong>
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				Shinji shuts his eyes and moans softly.<br><br>"<em>H-hai</em>..."<br><br>He licks his lips and smiles.<br><br>"Whatever you want, Asuka-chan!&nbsp; But...shouldn't I get up, first?&nbsp; It's not easy getting my trousers off while sitting here."
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 02:46:12</strong>
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				"Yes...I think it's time you took your clothes off, pet."&nbsp; While she remained dressed herself.&nbsp; There was something so exhilarating about being clothed while Shinji was naked.&nbsp; It was the first rush of power she'd ever felt in their relationship, when she'd stripped him naked, leaving him mentally as well as physically bared to her, and how he'd been so eager to take her orders once the last shred of cloth fell to the floor.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 04:37:41</strong>
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				Without a word, he stands and sheds his pants and boxers, letting his shirt slip off his shoulders to pool on the floor, and bends to peel off his socks.&nbsp; Then, shivering a little as the cool air hits his skin, hardening his nipples, he straightens up and smiles at Asuka before holding his arms out to her, crossing his wrists.<br><br>"Like this?"
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 22:50:24</strong>
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				"Just like that," she said.&nbsp; Asuka took his wrists, one in each hand, and guided them behind his back as she stepped closer to him, placing a kiss in the hollow of his throat and letting his hardness brush against her thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>"I love you," she whispered before she began flicking his nipple with the tip of her tongue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 23:21:51</strong>
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				He gasps aloud when she licks his nipple, his manhood jumping a little--already fully erect when she brushes against it.<br><br>"I love you, too, my goddess," he whispers in reply, head back and eyes shut.&nbsp; "And I missed you so much today..."
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 01:31:20</strong>
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				Shinji soon found her hand wrapped around the base of his erection.&nbsp; She squeezed and stroked him, even while she pushed him backwards, towards their bedroom.&nbsp; "I missed you too."<br><br>In the bedroom, she gave the sliding screen a half-kick to slide it back closed.&nbsp; The only light came from the candles in the living room, casting a dim red-orange veil through the rice paper screens.&nbsp; "Get the handcuffs, dear boy, while I change."
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 01:36:06</strong>
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				He pouts playfully.<br><br>"Don't I get to watch?"<br><br>But he goes and finds one of their pairs of wristcuffs: padded leather, fur-lined, with two sturdy interlocking rings.&nbsp; These, they both know, will stand up to whatever leverage he can muster.&nbsp; As he waits, eyes demurely turned downward, he slips into them and waits for her to finish changing.
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 02:46:46</strong>
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				Dipping behind the dressing screen, Asuka emerged less than a minute later.&nbsp; She must have had it on under her khakis the entire time!&nbsp; The petite Asian wore a black leather miniskirt with matching halter top.&nbsp; The bust padded and lifted her small bosom, and a pair of fingerless leather gloves to the elbow completed the look.&nbsp; <br><br>The smell of her arousal was strong as she took hold of Shinji's cuffs and fastened them to the headboard with a small padlock.&nbsp; "Watch?" she asked, giving his thigh a light slap.&nbsp; "You think you're here to watch me?&nbsp; Uh uh.&nbsp; No, you're my toy now, and I'm going to play with you." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 02:50:54</strong>
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				Shinji laughs softly, turning his face away.<br><br>"Yes, my goddess, I know!&nbsp; I'm your boy toy."<br><br>He shifts, testing the bonds and finding them solid.
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 15:30:09</strong>
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				The smooth, oily feel of her leather gloves crept across his stomach as she pressed him down into the bed, straddling his waist.&nbsp; With a smile, she pinched his nipples, very gently, but added a twist tat grew as she applied more pressure.
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 15:43:42</strong>
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				"Ahhh!"<br><br>He squirms, her fingers on his nipples sending a jolt straight to his core, making him even harder (if such a thing is even possible)!<br><br>"Ahh-Asuka...yes..."
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				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:04:51</strong>
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				After spending enough time on his nipples to make certain that they were hard, Asuka gave a small laugh and attached to each a medium-sized clamp with a little screw for tightening just to the amount she wanted.&nbsp; She turned the screw slowly, letting the pressure build in agonizingly slow increments on first his left nipple, then his right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:08:51</strong>
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				"Owwww..."<br><br>Shinji shut his eyes and bit his lower lip, moaning as she clamped him firmly.<br><br>"Fuuuuhhhhhck," he gasps, his cock twitching as the pain turned to belly-warming pleasure over several long seconds.&nbsp; Opening his eyes, he gazes at her with such need, such deep longing and lust...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:21:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Asuka let him stew in his need and pain for many long seconds, just running her leather covered palms across his stomach and hips.&nbsp; But then, her dark eyes locked onto his, she moved down to the foot of the bed, kneeling down between his legs, and took hold of his cock in one firm hand. <br><br>"First I play with you," she said, and gave him a stroke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:29:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her touch makes him moan, as it always does, and he fights against the bonds for a moment.<br><br>"Asukaaaa....oh, fuck...yes, do it!"<br><br>He blushes.&nbsp; Still, after so many nights together, he still blushes to hear himself curse and beg and cry out his passion for her.<br><br>"Touch me, please!&nbsp; So gentle..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:38:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Up...down.&nbsp; Then a pause, and then she moved her hand up....and down.&nbsp; She played with his cock, stroking it, letting the pad of her thumb trace the vein on the underside of the shaft.&nbsp; "I haven't decided if I'll let you cum yet, or if you have to wait for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 03:41:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moans even louder, letting his head twist to the side.<br><br>"Please, not that!&nbsp; I can't take it...not for long!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 16:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know, pet," she said, giving him a last little squeeze.&nbsp; Looking him in the eye, she leaned forward, kissing his waistline.&nbsp; Her skin was feather soft as she slid over his body, working her way down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 03:22:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shivers, moaning quietly.<br><br>"Asuka..."<br><br>Idly, he remembers their first time, how thrilled she was to find that his nipples were so sensitive, how pleased she was that he didn't try to take control of her...how willing she was to play the domme.&nbsp; And he smiles, thinking back to the first time the took him and how hard she'd climaxed from the emotional thrill of being so completely in charge...how beautiful she looked...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 19:23:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shhh."&nbsp; Without further words, she took him into her mouth, lips and tongue hot and sliding across his throbbing cock.&nbsp; She sucked on him, fingertips massaging his testicles.&nbsp; <br><br>Drawing back, so that only the tip of him was past her lips, she hummed something in the back of her throat, the deep reverberations traveling along his shaft like she'd put a vibrator to it for a split second.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 19:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shinji cries out, her wet warmth driving him even closer.&nbsp; So close, so ready...but she has only just begun, and he fights to regain a little self-control.&nbsp; (This is a thin line; as much as she loves making him go wild, she also prefers it when he goes the distance!&nbsp; And there are so many things she does that feel so wonderfully good.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 03:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As if understanding that his poor self-control was being tested quite severely by her attentions, Asuka stopped.&nbsp; She crouched over him, with a pleased smile on her face as she saw him twist and squirm...and she'd barely even started!<br><br>"I haven't even gotten the strap-on yet, and you look like you're almost finished."&nbsp; She mock-pouted, running her hand across his stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 03:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shinji shivers at her touch, blushing furiously.<br><br>"S-sorry," he whispers.&nbsp; "It's just...you're always so good!&nbsp; You always feel so good and I can't...I mean..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 02:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can't control yourself?&nbsp; Poor boy."&nbsp; She gave his cock a last kiss, just a light brush of her lips against the tip, before sliding off the bed and standing up.<br><br>"Don't move," she told him, half joking, but half stern.&nbsp; She went into the other room, and came back with her gift box.&nbsp; She tapped the stiff cardboard against his stomach.&nbsp; "You never asked me what was in this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 03:40:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having taking the opportunity to relax himself and wind down a little, Shinji bites his lower lip as she returns.<br><br>"I knew you would tell me when you were ready for me to know," he whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 01:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not even a little curious?&nbsp; Phooey," she said, and gave his clamped nipples a punishing flick of her fingers.<br><br>She held the ribbon wrapped around the box to his lips.&nbsp; "Open it up...I think you'll like it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 01:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very curious, actually," he smiles, reaching for the box and trying not to wince as she tugs on the clamps (which makes his cock pulse a little).&nbsp; Fumbling for a moment, he opens it and peers within.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 01:50:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Resting on a little cotton padding was a black silicon cockring, with a teardrop extension on on end of it.&nbsp; Asuka took it out of the box, tapping it on his nipples.&nbsp; "The little point on the end goes against your perineum.&nbsp; When you move, it presses and stimulates you there.&nbsp; Do you like it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 01:52:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shinji's eyes widen.<br><br>"Y-yes," he breathes, blushing a little as he thinks of how this will feel, then smiling at her.&nbsp; "Guess you want to take turns tonight, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 01:31:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Asuka kissed him on the lips and cheeks, giving his pinched nipples a little tug.&nbsp; "I think so...but we'll see what happens."<br><br>She winked at him and moved down to the foot of the bed, taking his cock in hand and licking it from top to bottom.&nbsp; "I think it'll be a tight fit...we should get you a little moistened up first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 04:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shinji smiles bashfully at her, then shuts his eyes and moans appreciatively when she licks him.<br><br>"Ooooo...you want me there?&nbsp; Naughty!"<br><br>He laughs softly, relishing the irony--given what she has planned for him, what she often asks him to do to and for her, 'naughty' is the least of the terms that ought to apply!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 16:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I don't want to have to get this thing on with a crowbar, do I, silly?"&nbsp; She laughed and took him in her mouth, loudly slurping as she coated him with her warm spit.&nbsp; <br><br>It was not a lie that the cockring was a tight fit, but perhaps an exaggeration to say that she'd need a crowbar to wedge it on to him.&nbsp; As it was, her spit was enough to slide it down to his base, with the sensation of a tight, firm stroke.&nbsp; Shinji felt the tightness of the ring squeeze out droplets of precum, which Asuka licked up, but once it was lodged on, he could tell that it would be difficult, if not impossible, to achieve orgasm wearing the ring.<br><br>"There now.&nbsp; Like that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 16:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhhh!&nbsp; So tight!"<br><br>Shinji squirms and gasps as she puts it on him, blushing like a schoolgirl.<br><br>"Fuck...oh, fuck, that's perfect!"<br><br>He swallows and tries to relax a little, adjusting to the feel of the restraint.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 17:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, not going to come now, are you?" Asuka teased.&nbsp; She mounted him, spreading her legs as she lowered herself onto his cock.&nbsp; She was still in her miniskirt, so Shinji could only feel her smooth, shaved pussy as she guided him inside her.&nbsp; She'd gotten wet teasing him, and he slid inside with smooth ease. <br><br>"Ahhhh," she sighed as she lowered herself slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 17:07:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm...oh, yes...oh, you feel so good, my princess..."<br><br>He bites his lower lip, fighting to keep himself relaxed as she slides down on him, the silky softness of her sweet pussy almost driving him wild.<br><br>"So good!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Served Cold</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 21:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One thing that they'd learned on their first "date" was how well they'd fit together...if Shinji had been any less well endowed, full penetration would be uncomfortable for her.&nbsp; If he had been any less well endowed, the stimulation would have been just slightly less perfect than it was.&nbsp; <br><br>But as he was...oh...it felt so good, feeling him inside her, stretching her open just shy of discomfort.&nbsp; Asuka shuddered and rocked back and forth when she felt the silicone cock ring around the base of his shaft touch her vulva, and began to ride him.<br><br>"How good, sweetie?&nbsp; Tell me how good I feel..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Three's Complex (Served Cold/MadPanda)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 21:32:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shinji laughs, enjoying the sight of her breasts bouncing and swaying as she rocks back and forth.<br><br>"You feel like magic and wet silk," he whispers.&nbsp; "Best I ever had...all you..."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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