death incarnate & night triumphant

His name on her lips nearly made him break his decision, very nearly made him take her against that wall. He didn't care if it was in an alley, that someone might chance upon them at anytime, but he was reminded again and again of her innocence. No, he didn't want that for her, did not want a quick bout of sex that would surely not be enjoyable for her. But when she said his name, he can't help but growl, nipping at her lower lip before flaring his wings and shooting them into the sky. He grips her firmly, Andras amazed at her self control. Should the roles be reversed, he would've have teased her endlessly, at least, until they crashed into a building. Which was still a possibility, her breath on his neck was utterly distracting. Their silent flight across the sky feels like an eternity, and just as he finally descends towards the townhouse, he can feel her shift in his arms, her teeth dragging across the sensitive skin at his neck. Their descent wobbles, Andras digging his fingers into her thighs, "Lani," he says her name in a warning, just as his feet slam into the ground, the fae lord devouring her once more.

Adjusting Lani in his hands, he digs for those missing keys, snarling in annoyance. Her response is lost on his ears as he kicks the door down, seeking her again. He couldn't get enough of the woman in his arms, she was his oxygen, his life, she was utterly intoxicating. Prowling inside, he's laughing as he knocks things off the wall, hardly caring in that moment, entirely too wrapped up in Lani as he all but bounds up the stairs. He hears his name on her lips again, male satisfaction curling through him. He only wanted his name on her lips. Something he would be sure to tell her, if he remembered. He sets her in the ground, pulling away from her as he heaves a breath, his chest rising and falling raggedly as he looks down at her, heavy gaze watching, inspecting. He turns her, pulling her body against him as he plays with that zipper, telling her that she wouldn't be leaving this bed anytime soon. Her response sends him sucking in a breath, hazel eyes snapping to hers dangerously, "You little minx," he breathes, utterly enjoying the boldness that came out to play.

Nipping at her ear, he stops the movement of his hand, having only barely unzipped that delicious dress, before pressing the phone into her hand. Stalking to the bed, he slouches down on the edge, beckoning her towards him. A sultry smile takes place on her features, Andras merely offering her one in return as he watches her search through her contacts, dialing her roommate. He can hear the ringing on the other end, just as Lani settles between his legs. Wrapping his arms around her, he tugs her closer, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs. When Ellie answers on the other end, he gazes up at her, a wicked smile adorning his sensuous mouth as he drags his hands down the back of her thighs. One snakes upwards, deft fingers finding the zipper again as he slowly begins to unzip the dress. He does't tear his eyes away from her, even as she speaks to her roommate. He was decided, he rather liked this game. The dress falls on it's own accord, pooling at her heeled feet. His predatory gaze zeros on her pale skin, softly snarling in appreciation as Lani tells Ellie she's staying the weekend.

"You're beautiful," he murmurs under his breath, Andras leaning forward and planting a soft kiss on her abdomen, hands resting on her hips. He lets his lips linger, exploring the soft skin, grazing his teeth lightly over her silky flesh. Gripping her hips a little more tightly, he pushes her backwards a step, forcing her to step out of the dress completely, Andras falling to his knees in front of her. He tilts his head back, grinning at her wickedly from his knees, before he continues his exploration. Moving lower, he snags that lacy under-thing in his teeth, dragging it down her legs, hardly breaking eye contact. He slowly exposes her, enjoying every moment until that thong is wrapped around her ankles. Only then does he drag his gaze away from her, zeroing in on the apex of her thighs. He did not care that she was on the phone with her roommate, he only cared that he had a thirst that only Lani could quench. Leaning forward, he wastes no time in seducing her, she was already read for him. He could scent it on her. Planting a gentle kiss on her mound, once twice, he wraps his arms behind her legs, securing her to him as his tongue darts out between her slick folds. The first taste of her sends a guttural growl tearing out of his throat, loud enough to surely be heard by Ellie. But he didn't care, she tasted divine.

He holds her there as he works her over, running his tongue over her sensitive nub before darting inside her core. Again and again he repeats the motions, never tiring, eyes hooded as he feasts on her. He wanted more. Andras doesn't wait for her to fall over the edge, his mouth tearing away from her mound as he's suddenly on his feet, towering over Lani, he snatches the phone out of her hand, surely interrupting Ellie's tirade of questions. Andras's eyes do not leave Lani's as he brings the phone to his ear, "Lani is unavailable," he grounds out before clicking end. He tosses the phone onto a nearby chair, the two fae finally alone, hands wrap around her waist once more before he spins the woman around, tossing her onto the bed, Andras crawling on top of her, wings flared behind him. "You're not going anywhere," he says triumphantly, arms caging her in as his gaze drags up and down her nearly naked form. "I'm happy to see you got good use out of the wardrobe I gave you," he grins, his fingers trailing down her throat, to the strapless black bra. "Remind me to buy you a new one," he says before snatching the lace and shredding it from her body.

He hisses at the sight, the soft curves of her breasts, as he takes in her fully naked form, though her heels remain. "This is how I want you, every night in my bed," he demands, smiling lazily before his lips descend on her with bruising force. He battles with tongue and teeth before breaking that kiss, "Can you taste yourself on my tongue?" He asks into her skin as he drags his lips down her neck, her chest, seeking her breasts. He sucks one nipple into his mouth, teasing her relentlessly, before his right hand comes up to play with the other. He pinches the stiff peak between his fingers, rolling it, activating all those nerve endings. He switches after a moment, utterly enjoying the sounds coming out of her, the way she squirms beneath him. She was definitely not going anywhere. After a moment, he continues his assault down her body, leaving her breasts glistening in the moonlit room, before he settles himself between her legs once more. He peeks up at her devilishly, before diving in. His tongue works her higher and higher, as he growls between her legs, "That's right, Lani," he encourages before he brings a finger to her entrance and slides it slowly in.

She was tight, so deliciously tight as he works a finger in and out of her in time with his tongue, "Just let go, I want to taste you on my tongue."

Andras Steinhello darling