[Star Shadows]

~*Two*~

His mouth kissed her deeper his tongue trying gently but ever so passionately to part her lips, the chase was almost as fun as the prize and she playfully resisted his tongue. Gently she began to nibble his bottom lip and push her lips closer to his longing to feel his warm breath on her cheeks, and against her nose.

He slipped a long finger under the rim of her solid silver collar and soft bedding still kissing. Their mouths were locked tight as they explored one another. His breath brushing her choker and pulled her closer to him, before tracing the elegant inscription scribed on the front and repeating the words back to her. “Anabelle:- Property of Ethan”. She moaned against his cheek as he spoke the words with a luxurious Irish purrr. The words that brought pure elation to her. She was his and his alone.

She allowed him to drag her closer as he kissed along her jawline, tiny, fluttering, tingling beautiful kisses. Each one as passionate as the first. The anticipation grew within her as the kisses got closer to her lips once more. Kiss by kiss it grew closer until once again they were embraced in a deep and passionate kiss once more. With his fingers still under her collar he pulled her towards the bed and they both fell together onto the eeks, her breath brushing his. Slow gentle, and totally in unison, together- two bodies as one.

His hand brushed her cheek as it came to rest on her neck.brushed his fingers across her stroking caressing as they moved down over. Down past her collar bone, stroking the gentle ridges as he passed down to reach her breasts. Taking her breast into his hand she let out a soft moan and kissed him harder as he caressed her. She pulled anxiously on his trouser hem but his hand grabbed hers.

“Oh, so you want it do you? But you haven’t earned it yet- Have you?” As much as she knew she hadn’t she still shook her head feverishly. he just giggled and sang in his irresistible but teasing tone.”What have you done today to make you feel proud!” she in turn laughed his musical interjections were so crazy- but they were beautiful, and made him who he was in part. “not yet my sweet” Rather than returning to kiss her lips, he began to kiss lower and lower down her body. Again he followed the line of her jaw to start, then leas down to her neck. She moaned softly; his touch was ever so gentle and her neck was ever so sensitive. He half kissed and half nibbled her neck, toying with her senses and the edges of her collar. His kisses swift, subtle but intimate as he followed her contours down, down between her beautiful breasts and continuing down ever more and more.

Her heart began to pound with anticipation, as the suspense sent shivers across her body. He kissed lower and lower still. His kisses shocked her skin. Leaving behind a curious sensation. Tingling. Electrifying. Maybe it was all in her head, or maybe just maybe it was something more... magical. She knew, rationally the chances of it being magic were less than slim but she hung onto the and dreams of a world beyond her comprehension, a world of magic and wonderful things... hung onto her love of him.

Between her chest, and where she wanted his kisses so much he toyed with her a little longer. His tongue explored the edges of her naval drawing light rings from withing the confines of his warm lips, kissing her securely. Flushed tight up against her flesh- where they stayed licking, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive hollow of her naval. With that the cavalcade of kisses continued, weaving its way down and down until he found what he was looking for.