Will of the Oppressed (Lucky x Gypsy) (open)

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila's stomach sucked inward (What little of it there was), and she took a quick in take of breath. She was suddenly very aware of their positions, and his touch warmed her cool skin. She felt the embarrassment tinge her cheeks red as he might find the divets in her skin from some of the worse off scars. Though, her chest was left alone, starting at her ribs was line after line. If he could see it, she might have looked more like a tigress than a neko. She slowly pulled out of the kiss, staying close enough that she could feel his breath on her lips. She opened her eyes to look at him, not knowing how he would react to the smooth mutated stripes where Clorogne's knife had become acquainted so many times.  

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

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[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus opened his eyes, hands resting on her ribs lightly. He could feel the scars there, a flash of anger going through his dark eyes. Clorogne would pay for this, he swore it. He pushed the anger aside, focusing on the girl before him. "If you want me to stop, just say the word. I don't want to push you." He told her in a whisper, sincerity in his every word. He would never force Akila into anything.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila waited out the anger that she recognised before she shook her head 'no' slowly, though she cracked a grin at the flaw in his statement. She couldn't really say ANY words. Carefully, she pressed her lips to his, once more. He would know when he went to far. She wasn't scared to show him when to stop.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Seeing her grin, Markus realized his mistake and blushed. He chuckled softly as she kissed him, assuming he was forgiven. He started moving his hands again, skimming across her skin, caressing her. He didn't seem to mind the scars across her ribs, though he mentally added them to the list of things he needed to pay Clorogne back for.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila felt herself shiver and rolled her shoulders, purring heavily once again. She was comfortable/content with him, there. Gently, she brushed her cheek against his before resting her head in the crook of his neck and kissed his neck. She nuzzled into his warmth and gave a sensual little lick.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus smiled, hearing the purr. He loved that he could make her happy enough to purr. A small shiver ran through him as he felt her warm breath on his neck. He held her close, hands slowly moving upwards. Carefully, watching her reaction, he began touching her chest, caressing her gently.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila's purr got just a little louder and as her heart sped up, she nibbled his shoulder lightly, leaving two small reddened spots from her fangs before she kissed him on the mouth again. After feeling so much pain, and watching so much suffering, she'd never felt so alive.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus smiled to himself, pleased by her reaction. He returned the kiss, nipping softly at her bottom lip, asking entrance to her mouth. His hands continued to caress her, enjoying the sensation of her beneath his hands.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

There was no resistance, Akila let him in instantly, eager to embrace his taste. The hand that wasn't in his hair, skimmed down his back to run her fingers through his feathers the way she knew he liked.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus spread his wings, letting Akila at the black feathers. He hummed softly as he kissed her, enjoying the touch. His tongue danced within her mouth. Encouraged by her acceptance so far, he trailed his hands downwards slowly until he reached the waistband of her pants. Cautiously, he slipped his hands under the material.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

Akila tangled her fingers in his feathers and nipped his tongue. However, when his hands went in her pants she froze, ears going back with a little siren in her head, and she slowly shook her head 'no' taking his arms in her hands and moved them back up. That was a bit TOO quick for her. But she didn't want him too think she didn't like it. No, his touch was amazing, but she was still jumpy from a number of things, and it was just going too quick for her to catch up with. Her tail wrapped around his thy, though, as if it had a mind of his own, and she pulled him over so he was on top of her instead of beside her.  

[Lucky_Tiger]

The tiger that shouldn't be....is....

Markus nodded, accepting her boundary. He moved his hands back up, skimming and caressing her skin gently. One hand moved up to scratch behind her ears. "Relax. I won't push. I promised." He whispered with a soft smile, his hands never dipping back down. He rolled with the shift, pinning Akila beneath him though he was careful not to put too much weight on her.

The tiger that should be....isn't....

 

[iiGypsy_Jazz]

And Akila did relax, blowing out a light sigh at his words and she smiled, the purr starting up again when he rubbed behind her ears. They were one of her most sensitive areas, after all. She leant up to kiss him again, and made up for her restrictions, by wrapping one slim leg around his waist, careful of his wings.