Post by Cambia on Jan 9, 2016 23:55:35 GMT -5
She squirmed in his grasp when he tried to tell her to be patient. Oh how she wanted to be patient, she really did... but her damned mother's heritage was really making it hard for her to not just jump him here and now whilst they were flying! Each passing second only served to make her situation worse, her legs rubbing against one another, her tail flicking from side to side erratically until they finally reached his ship after the longest fifteen minutes of her life.
When they stepped inside, she found herself leaning on him more for support as she was getting somewhat weak at the knees, another side effect of her demonic heritage influencing her physiological make up right now. When he called her Princess, it only served to intensify the scenario playing through her mind, of a Prince and his favoured concubine, only now the concubine was also a Princess in her own right. Then he only went and made it worse for her when he mentioned the possibility of two other Saiyans poking their noses into it. "D-Don't joke about that... oooh..." she murmured, pressing her legs tight against one another. The ideas that now sharply came to her weakening mind were filled with stuff that would make her mother proud. Especially for her first outing.
Those thoughts were briefly halted when he kissed her, her arms moving to wrap themselves around his neck as they embraced before he broke it off and began to walk. When he teased her some more about her hurrying comment, she nodded before speaking to acknowledge which one she meant. "H-Hurry p-please... oh god... I am g-going to kill my mother for this..." she said as she moved to keep up with him. As they made their way towards his bedroom, she felt that she had to confess to him now before things got any further. "J-Just... so you kn-know..." she said, each step she took sending vibrations through her body which were really distracting right now. "I... I've n-never a-actually...E-Even th-though my mother is... I've never..." she said, her face growing crimson even more now, wondering how he'd react to her words. "S-So... th-that's m-more challenge for you... i-if you want..."
As they took another step, she'd decided, or rather her body did, that enough was enough. The demonic hybrid flung herself towards the Saiyan, trying to wrap her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, pressing her chest to his and trying to lock her lips with his. "S-Sorry..." she said between kisses. "I c-couldn't hold it much longer... oh I am going to kill my mother for this... that bitch never mentioned this part of being a succubus' daughter..." Cambia sort of explained, although a proper explanation would be forthcoming later. Much later if things went well here tonight. With one of her hands she created a soft crimson light that stretched out into a cord that went to bind her wrist to his neck, before she found herself moving the cord from her wrist to her own throat, trying to bind the two together at the neck. She said but a single word after that before trying to plunge once more into a kiss.
"Hurry."
[B1] I'm Not Done!: If a foe tries to escape her before she's finished with them, Cambia creates in her free hand a whip like energy form that can stretch up to ten meters to try and ensnare her foe, and then drag them back to face her fury.
When they stepped inside, she found herself leaning on him more for support as she was getting somewhat weak at the knees, another side effect of her demonic heritage influencing her physiological make up right now. When he called her Princess, it only served to intensify the scenario playing through her mind, of a Prince and his favoured concubine, only now the concubine was also a Princess in her own right. Then he only went and made it worse for her when he mentioned the possibility of two other Saiyans poking their noses into it. "D-Don't joke about that... oooh..." she murmured, pressing her legs tight against one another. The ideas that now sharply came to her weakening mind were filled with stuff that would make her mother proud. Especially for her first outing.
Those thoughts were briefly halted when he kissed her, her arms moving to wrap themselves around his neck as they embraced before he broke it off and began to walk. When he teased her some more about her hurrying comment, she nodded before speaking to acknowledge which one she meant. "H-Hurry p-please... oh god... I am g-going to kill my mother for this..." she said as she moved to keep up with him. As they made their way towards his bedroom, she felt that she had to confess to him now before things got any further. "J-Just... so you kn-know..." she said, each step she took sending vibrations through her body which were really distracting right now. "I... I've n-never a-actually...E-Even th-though my mother is... I've never..." she said, her face growing crimson even more now, wondering how he'd react to her words. "S-So... th-that's m-more challenge for you... i-if you want..."
As they took another step, she'd decided, or rather her body did, that enough was enough. The demonic hybrid flung herself towards the Saiyan, trying to wrap her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, pressing her chest to his and trying to lock her lips with his. "S-Sorry..." she said between kisses. "I c-couldn't hold it much longer... oh I am going to kill my mother for this... that bitch never mentioned this part of being a succubus' daughter..." Cambia sort of explained, although a proper explanation would be forthcoming later. Much later if things went well here tonight. With one of her hands she created a soft crimson light that stretched out into a cord that went to bind her wrist to his neck, before she found herself moving the cord from her wrist to her own throat, trying to bind the two together at the neck. She said but a single word after that before trying to plunge once more into a kiss.
"Hurry."
[B1] I'm Not Done!: If a foe tries to escape her before she's finished with them, Cambia creates in her free hand a whip like energy form that can stretch up to ten meters to try and ensnare her foe, and then drag them back to face her fury.