Thursday, December 22, 2011

August and Sebastian

The sun was setting in the quiet evening. August sat beside her tanned friend gazing at the river before them. It seemed so calm and peaceful. It was just what the two of them needed. To get away from the busy city and clear their minds. They had become good friends since their encounter, both fighting the same common enemy. For now they had a reprieve.  August glanced to Sebastian with a slight look of adoration in her violet eyes, black curls framing her pale face. He may have been older than her but he was still quite handsome, even with the beginning of grey in his dark brown, almost black, hair. A small smile crossed her lips as his hand grasped hers. Hazel green eyes locking with hers.
“Sebastian.” She said softly.
“Hmm?” he replied.
“Let take tonight and forget the world around us. Let just forget all the shit that’s happened and just enjoy the here and now…no regrets.” She said softly.
Sebastian knew she was right and maybe it would be a good thing to just take a night to themselves. After all they did become close friends, saving each-others asses in a bind. One night of being selfish couldn’t hurt could it? He brushed his lips against hers as if to ask if he could kiss her but she pressed her lips to his with a small groan. The man was old enough to be her brother or her uncle but August didn’t care. She wanted him. All of him. Her hand gripped his dark curly hair as he forced his tongue past her lips with a groan. It wasn’t long before August was straddling Sebastian and holding him close to her as she kissed him. Heat emanated from between her legs as she rubbed her clothed sex against the bulge in his pants. He pushed away slightly his hands on her shoulders. She was far too young. He couldn’t do this to her…he could treat her like a common whore. August was so much more than that.
“Sebastian?” Her voice was soft as her fingers stroked his bearded cheek.
“August honey…I can’t do this to you…” He replied.
“Is it because I am too young for you?” She muttered as she cupped his face in her hands. He still appeared very young, save for a few fine lines around his eyes and he was very handsome. A sigh emitted from his lips as he took her hands in his own large ones.
“That’s part of it…” He admitted.
“Sebastian.”
Hearing his name upon her lips made him feel whole. Anytime he heard his name upon her lips there was such a warmth to them. A warmth to her that emanated from her very flesh. Not the warmth one experiences during a fever but a loving, gentle, open warmth.
“I’m eight years your junior and do you think I care? Age does not matter to me.” Her lips curled into a smile as her fingers brushed a few locks of hair out of his eyes. He seemed to lean into her hand as she touched him. Such a soft and gentle touch she had, despite how cruel and vicious she could be. Sebastian hadn’t felt this comfortable, this safe with someone since the fallout with his ex-wife. August had such an effect upon him. She didn’t have to use her telepathy or her ability with illusions to get him to fall for her. It was a quality he enjoyed. She wasn’t one who abused her giftings to gain what she wanted. She used pure sincerity. Something Patricia did not have, he had later realized this once they had separated.
“Besides, I told you to not have any regrets and enjoy the here and now.” She whispered soft before kissing him hungrily. August was right. He shouldn’t have any regrets about now. In this place and time he was with a woman who genuinely cared about him, who thought of him first instead of herself, who was more mentally stable and together than his ex. And he felt the same way for her. A groan left his lips as he kissed her back his strong arms pulling her flush against him. Clothed breasts pressed against his firm chest, he wondered what they would feel like within his hands. Hands slid beneath her flannel shirt and cotton camisole trailing up her back but her back was not smooth. His fingers explored multiple scars upon her back and whatever flesh wasn’t scarred felt so smooth. A pang of pain entered his heart upon feeling the scars. What had August endured before they met? Who had hurt her? Once more he pulled away, his hands splayed upon her back. He felt her shudder beneath his touch.
“Don’t ask me about them now.” She pleaded. August didn’t plead or beg or cry. Him touching her scars made her seem more fragile more vulnerable. Not an aspect she normally would let anyone see. But he knew she trusted her and for the first time in a long time he saw openness in her purple orbs as they gazed into his hazel green ones.
“I won’t sweetheart.” He whispered back before tenderly kissing her plump lips once more. A moan left her lips as he kissed her, her hips grinding against the growing swell in his pants. Gently and slowly he pulled up her shirts nudging her away so he could undress her. Eagerly she obliged him leaning back and curving towards him her arms above her head. As soon as her shirts came off she slid her hands upon his shoulders grinning. Large rounded breasts were clad in a silky red bra, padded slightly to give her cleavage a little boost. Not that she needed any because her breasts were rather large. They were proportionate to her body. Perfect even. A grin crept across August’s lips as she slid her hands to the buttons on his shirt slowly taking them apart to reveal a tanned chest sprinkled with chest hair. Her lips pressed against his own as she continued to unbutton the shirt. Finally when the last button was removed from is bindings she ran her hands up his muscled torso and to his shoulders gently pushing the shirt away from his body. In turn he shrugged out of the shirt with a groan as one arm slid around her waist while the other slid up her back to her hair. Fingers tangled themselves in her dark curly locks, gripping them tightly and coaxing her head back so he could kiss and nip at her slender neck. A sweet scent of lavender emanated from her flesh as he inhaled her scent deeply. Lush lips descended upon the pale flesh, kissing, licking, nipping and biting as they went. A low moan emanated from her lips her sex grinding against his. The arousal became almost painful for him.
“August.” He moaned against her neck as he kissed down to her shoulder grinding his hips up against hers.
“Mmmm Sebastian.” She moaned entangling her fingers within his dark tresses. “Oh gods take me… please…”
A groan left his lips as he shifted so he was on top of her his hands sliding down her sides to the jeans at her hips. His eyes met hers as if to ask. This was the first time in a long time he had made love to a woman, instead of just fucking them into the bed. August felt more real, more whole to him.
“Don’t be shy sweetheart.” She whispered stroking his hair. “Please.”
With a nod he kissed her firmly as his hands tugged at her jeans drawing them off as well as a pair of blue cotton panties with penguins on it. He smiled at the penguins but leaned down kissing her pale belly lightly. Soft kisses trailed down from her navel to the heat between her legs. Grinning he spread apart creamy thighs revealing her bare sex. The pale pink lips dripped with moisture, begging for attention, eager to receive care from him. He pressed more kisses on her body as he dipped lower and lower before the tip of his tongue flicked the silver ring in her sensitive nub of flesh. The action sent shivers through August’s body to the point where she arched her back. 
“Ah! Sebastian!” She moaned.
Warmth flowed through him upon hearing her name on his lips. He caught a hint of begging in her lustful tone as he licked up her pink folds once more. The taste of her was sweet, tropical even, like pineapple. Writhing slightly and moaning August arched her back as her fingers tangled through his hair gripping it lightly. She grew close to her climax as he licked up her folds and even poked his tongue inside of her sex. Just as she was about to gain release he drew away quickly and kissed her hard. Whimpering she tried to slid a hand down to her sex but he caught it before she could do such.
“Sebastian…” She whined but all he did was kiss her once more as he slid off his jeans and boxers. Slowly and carefully he positioned himself between her legs gently stroking her wetness with his member. Such heat rose from her womanhood, causing him to groan. Then suddenly he felt a hand around his cock guiding it to the cave of wonders. Violet eyes met his as August’s other hand reached up to stroke his cheek.
“Make love to me Sebastian.” She whispered.
Nodding, he slowly pushed into her moist cavity and released a groan when he sheathed himself inside of her. Because he knew he was a lot more than most women could handle he paused a bit to allow her to adjust to his girth and leaned down to stroke August’s cheek. She let out a small whimper as she glanced up to him cupping his face in her hands and nodded for him to continue.
“You feel amazing Sebastian.” She groaned as her arms slid around his neck to pull him closer to her.
“So do you August.”
She was full of warmth and welcoming as he moved within her. Slowly pulling out he kissed her tenderly with a groan before pushing back in again. Sebastian just couldn’t get enough of August as he began to increase the pace of his lovemaking. Hips slapped against hips roughly as his mouth ravaged her neck and shoulders. As he did such August began to rock her hips in time with the man’s thrusts in order for him to penetrate her core even deeper. Hands gripped her hips roughly as he angled himself to try to find a certain spot within her body. Soon after he heard a gasp followed by a moan of sweet desire emerge from August’s lips.
“Ooooh! Sebastian!” She groaned.
Each movement sent him deeper into her heat. They had to have this closeness, their bodies, their desires demanded it. Clinging and breathing hard against him August writhed in his grip as he filled her deeper and deeper with each motion. She was near. He could sense she was near her peak. Even though he was near his as well he held back wanting her to gain her release first. Small whimpers came from her as his motions grew more feral and more powerful. He began to grunt as he thrust into her.
“Ah! Ah! Sebastian!” August cried. Her sex tensed around his cock as she tossed her head back with a cry of pleasure. Only moments later he pulled her hips to him burying himself balls deep inside of her as he spilled his seed into her womb with a feral roar. The smaller woman fell limp in his arms breathing hard, her head resting against his strong muscled shoulder. His arms hugged her close to him just enjoying the sensation of her against him, a hand languidly stroking her back lightly. The scars did not matter to him whatsoever. After their coupling he knew, in mind body and soul, that his life would not be complete without her. She shifted a bit lifting herself off of him as her lips pressed against his cheek. He smiled at this laying her down on the ground with him his hand stroking her side lightly.
“You…god August you are amazing.”
A smile curled across her lips as she batted her lashes slightly her hand reaching up to stroke his bearded cheek.
“You are too.” She replied and kissed him soundly. Groaning he kissed her back cupping the back of her head in his hand while the other pulled her flush to him. He pulled away slightly stroking her cheek with his thumb.
“August I love you…I am so in love with you.” He blurted with a blush.
“I love you too Sebastian. I can’t imagine my life without you.” She confessed with a smile.  

Hours later. Starlight shone over head as Sebastian moved within her. An arm wrapped around her waist as he allowed her to ride him. The warmth around his felt so welcoming and embraced him the moment he had entered her. His lips pressed kisses to her chest above her breasts and collarbone, his beard brushing against her flesh lightly as he flipped her onto her back to thrust deeply into her. They continued the frantic act of mating all the way into the early hours of the morning. Exhausted they lay beside each other covered in sweat and breathing heavily, Sebastian’s arm around August and her head upon his chest sighing contentedly. 

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Smut In Nature

Okay I have to post this. I do not own Conan or his character (When I speak of Conan I refer to the remake. ) But yes there is smut. Just to warn you. 


“Are you sure it’s a good idea to leave her with that pervert of a healer?”
Kurai giggled a bit as she walked alongside her lover.
“She can handle herself. I am sure of it.” She replied.
He heaved a heavy sigh still disappointed from their last encounter with Khalar. Green eyes met her blue ones as he turned his head to glance at her.
“We almost had him Kurai…”
“I know my love. I know.” She replied softly reaching upward to stroke his cheek. Leaning into her touch he pressed his lips to her palm as his hand enclosed over hers. Soon he found himself crushing his lips against her own as if hungry for the touch of a woman. Especially her touch. Warmth radiated from her fingers as she cupped his face in her hands. A small moan left her lips as she parted them slightly for him and in return his tongue poked between her lips to battle hers for dominance. Pulling her closer he ground his hips against hers to express his need for mating. Shivers flitted up her spine as he did this. She could feel the warmth from his loins through his clothing as he pressed against her but she drew away slightly, her parted lips moist. Blue eyes fell upon an alcove nearby then flickered back to her lover. She smiled as he turned his head to glance at the location she nodded towards. Hurriedly they headed towards the area, both burning with arousal and desire. Once inside their lips connected once more as hands rushed to remove the leather armor and furs so naked flesh could become one, however, as soon as Kurai’s supple breasts were exposed, Conan pulled away slightly. He brought a hand up to her cheek stroking it with the back of his fingers ever so gently. Cheeks flushed as her blue eyes glanced up to him.
“Why did you stop my love?” she asked.
He kissed her slowly his thumb now stroking her cheek then drew away slightly so his forehead rested against hers.
“I don’t want this to just be a quick round of sex Kurai…not this time…”
He cupped her face in both of his hands his voice lowering to a whisper.
“I want to make love to you.” He whispered as he kissed her again. Delight shivered through him as she kissed back, her actions more gentle more…submissive. A groan left her lips as his descended down her tanned neck to her collarbone.
“Then we’ll…” She gasped as his mouth enclosed around the nipple at her breast. “We’ll take it slow. I want to enjoy this with you.”
He grinned against her breast kissing the crevice between them before licking up her neck to her lips.
“And I want you to enjoy it.” He whispered against her lips before kissing her again. Such tenderness he expressed as he circled his arms around her waist to pull her flush against him. Breasts pressed against his firm muscled chest as her arms circled around his neck, fingers tangling into his dark locks. Hands skimmed down Kurai’s curves slowly pushing away her leather skirts, belts and pouches revealing only the loin cloth she wore underneath. He quickly disposed of that as well his hands now resting upon her rounded buttocks giving them a squeeze. A brighter flush appeared upon her cheeks but she smiled as her lips pressed to his once more. She nipped and suckled at his lower lip with a groan as her hands slowly removed his belts and leather skirts. She wasted no time in removing the loincloth and disposing of it, on hand upon his hip the other upon his manhood stroking it slowly. A throaty groan released from his lips as he leaned his head back in pleasure. Drawing away, his hand took hers as he led her to a flat stone table like structure with leaves and other vegetation upon it then began to gently kiss her flesh as he took his time in laying her down upon the arrangement. Lips pressed against her flesh sucking, biting and licking. Fingers dug into his flesh as he teased her breasts with his lips but she released a gasp of pleasure as soon as she felt his cock press against her folds.
“Conan…” She breathed her hands cupping his face. He grinned up at her kissing her gently as he slowly entered her sex. She moaned into his mouth as he slowly sheathed himself inside of her. Kneeling he slid an arm around her waist pulling her into his lap so they could change the positioning of their coupling. Kurai held him close to her breathing deeply as she timed the rocking of her hips with Conan’s thrusts. Their lips connected again one hand cupping the back of his head as the other dug into his shoulders. Pulling away she hissed in pleasure as he began to bite and kiss at her collarbone.
“Gods Conan…” she moaned.
“Kurai…” He grunted a bit increasing his pace as his hands grasped her behind tightly. He dragged his fingers from her backside up her back and down her breasts as she arched her back keeping her arms around his neck. She pulled him close leaning back a bit, urging him to lay her upon her back in which he willingly obliged. The pace began to get frantic as he placed on arm upon the stone while the other wrapped around her waist hugging her close to him. Beads of sweat rolled down his back as he continued pumping into her feeling his release near. He groaned a bit upon hearing the heated whimpers of his lover muffled slightly. Kurai clung to him and buried her face in his neck. She clung to him as if he was the life raft keeping her from drowning. Sweat rolled down her breasts and stomach as her peak came closer. Then with a final thrust Conan gripped her buttocks and buried himself within her as he released his seed into her womb, groaning her name low in his throat. As he reached his peak he felt her muscles tighten around him.
“Ah! Conan!” She cried as she reached her climax. Soon after, she fell limp in his arms, weak after the passionate lovemaking. A few heavy breaths and he withdrew from her leaning down to kiss her tenderly. In turn she kissed back capturing his face between her hands, slender thumbs lightly stroking his cheekbones. His hand cupped the back of her head as he kissed her and slowly rolled them onto their sides. After a moment Kurai pulled away with a smile and nuzzled his cheek gently. Curling into him she sighed contentedly to herself, her head fit perfectly under his chin. A smile crossed his lips as muscled arms wrapped around her hugging her close to him.
“I love you…” He whispered burying his nose into her hair as he pressed a kiss to her head, fingers twirled locks of hair around them. Her lips pressed against his chest before nuzzling it lightly.
“I love you too.” She replied contentedly almost purring as they dozed into a deep slumber. 

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Scum of the Earth

Sooo...been a while...
I need to vent and I need to get this out in the open. I feel like the scum of the very earth right now. Not because I hurt somebody or I did something that will land me in jail. I was dishonest academically.
Yes folks that's right I fucking plagiarized one of my papers for a class and I got caught.
Normally I wouldn't do this but I've been struggling so much this semester that I just wasn't thinking. I have never done this before and dear god I am so ashamed of myself. I just about want to break down and cry and sob. I might actually do that later today...it might make me feel better. But really. What I did was inexcusable. It was dishonest. Oh hell lets just say it! It was fucking lazy! I procrastinated on this assignment for fuck's sake! I know I did. And I am trying to damned hard to not do that anymore. I mean yeah I learned form it...but still it hurts.
Its kind of like that scene in the Lion King when Rafiki and Simba talk about the past.
"Yes the past can hurt. but you can either run from it or learn from it."
So very very true. And sometimes even if you learn from it it still can hurt and haunt.
I could go on and on about how I never should have done this and what not but I won't. I know it was wrong I know I shouldn't have done it and that reflects badly upon me. I have learned to not do it again...and if I consult an outside source for a paper I will make sure to credit it as it deserves.
Now if you will excuse me I nee dot go cry, sob, possibly throw up, and try to get over this.