Storm of Evil

EMILIE/HELLFIRE

Note: I'm not entire happy with this one. I will probably end up rewriting it, but until then, this is a very rough guide of what basically happened.

  It's not too bad, but probably should warn you, but I'm not spoiling it.

  Enjoy.

**nei takk - no thanks

EMILIE

  We stepped inside, Hellfire first as I guided him towards the couch and shut the door silently behind us. Something about the whole situation gave me slight goosebumps and my stomach did little flips as I watched him adjust his hair. His long, majestic straight hair.

  "Would you like a glass of water or anything?" I asked as I hung my keys up in the kitchen. "I'm sorry, I dont really have much else."

  "Nei takk*, I'm good," he replied. I simply nodded and got myself a glass.  

  HELLFIRE

  When we stepped in her apartment, I was mildly surprised with a small, cosy and fairly empty room. It was a one bedroom with a very small kitchen and probably bathroom as well. Something about it though had a ring of charm to it, and I found myself loving it.

  Her couch was only a black three seater, nothing more and she had a small square table behind it with only two chairs.

  As I watched her put her keys away and take her coat off in the kitchen, I couldn't help a burning desire in me that was screaming to kiss her, and kiss her hard.

  "Would you like a glass of water?" she asked, "I'm sorry I don't have much else."

  "Nei takk*," I smiled back. She nodded and got herself a glass anyway. She was screaming to be kissed the way she licked her lips before taking the glass and gulping the contents. How rude of the glass, keeping her to itself like that; I demanded entrance all the same.

  Without contemplating the thought a second time in my head, I stood up and stood behind her. She jumped slightly, not expecting my presence, but I wasn't backing down. I smirked slightly, and slowly trapped her against the counter, pressing myself onto her front. She gulped audibly and I lightly put my hand on her cheek, and brought my lips to hers.

  She responded instantly, moving against me and granting me entrance to the wet caverns of her mouth. I bit her lip ever so lightly and she made a small moan.

  God Emilie, don't do that unless you want to be ravaged.

  As the minutes trickled by, I'd realised without much thought, my hands had ended up at her waist, one slowly easing over her plump little backside. I crushed her to me, gently rocking my pelvis and she responded with her own soft rock.

  The healthy man I am, I felt myself grow against her, and consciously or not, she knew it and began to grind harder against me. I groaned against her mouth and her hand slipped down and she grabbed me outside the fabric. I became putty in her hands as she rubbed and held me in the fabric of my jeans.

  "Mm, Hellfire..." She smirked slightly as she continued to size me up, but it was so impossible with my pants keeping me in check. Like an untamed animal, I stuck my pelvis out to her and positioned myself as best I could.

  "Emilie..." I mumbled back and she bit her lip. I felt her hand leave and was about to protest slightly, but then I felt her tug at the top of my jeans and her hand then slip slowly down to meet with bare me this time. Yes, I'd gone commando.

  She'd then pulled off the counter and was now guiding me towards what I assume is her bedroom. Oh yes, indeed her bedroom. As we entered, I took control again and backed her onto her bed until she fell, and I was able to rip her jeans off of her. I took in the sight, before softly leaning above her and kissing her tenderly again as I felt her need for me.

  Emilie, you will finally be mine.