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Entry tags:

kali,
seth

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Characters: Seth and Kali
Date/Time: Wednesday, October 20th
Location: Las Vegas
Rating: R
Warnings: Language, violence, perhaps other R-related activities
Summary: Seth makes good on his promise to come to Vegas to see his favorite boxer.

Things were relatively quiet in New York right now, which allowed Seth to take his much-anticipated vacation to Vegas. It had been some time since he'd last been here, but he was looking forward to it. In particular he was looking forward to the night's festivities. He entered the stadium, ticket's in hand as Tyler brought up the rear. He had purchased seats to the upcoming boxing match. He enjoyed boxing in and of itself, but this time he had an ulterior motive. Tonight his favorite female boxer was competing. Ciera "The Black Destroyer" Talbot. Who apparently was something more than she seemed. She herself didn't know, but frankly that wasn't why he was here. When he had first seen her years ago he felt drawn to her, but had remained in his funk regarding Nephythys. But that was then, he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

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Taking her words as an order, Seth grabbed her and spun them around so she was pressed against the walls. He lifted her leg up under the knee and renewed his thrusting with renewed vigor.

"Fuck you feel good..."

"Damn, sugar, so do you," she gasped breathlessly. Her muscles locked tightly around him, and she yanked him close, forcing him deeper. She kissed him hard, biting at his lips.

"If anything, the biting inflamed his passions even more, causing him to thrust even harder, ramming her against the wall a little. He kissed her back, biting when he could get her lips between his teeth and on other occasions, dueling her tongue for access to her mouth.

She relished in the sheer force between them, her passion a twin to her aggression. She easily gave as much as she took. Moving her head to sink a lovebite into his neck, she wrestled him to the floor, taking back the superior position and thrusting her hips forcefully.

When they go down, he quickly moves to the top of her dress, exposing her breasts to view. He grips them roughly as she rides him hard. He refused to simply lay and take it. He forced his way up as hard as he could.

"Fuck..so good..so tight..."

Ciara's nails dug into his shoulders, and she cried out in pleasured pain, obviously not caring if anyone should manage to overhear them above the pulsing club music.

"Shit, babycakes," she gasped, "We've barely got started, and I'm about to fucking cum..."

He growls a sound of pleasured pain himself, the nails only amplified the sensation for him. He didn't give a damn if someone heard them either.

"I'm not too far myself," he strains out. His hands return to the cheeks of her ass, gripping into it hard. "Go ahead, baby. We got all night. Hell, we got all of tomorrow if you want. Frankly, I don't see anything more important right now then fucking you."

"Good, because I am going to fuck you senseless, shug," she growled.

A feral sounding shriek tore out of her throat as she climaxed, muffled only when she seized him in a desperate, blistering kiss.

It took everything he had not to follow her into climax. He wanted this to last as long as possible. Ironically that was the more important reason than say unintended pregnancy. His hands left her ass to to her face as he returned her kiss.

For a short time, her kisses turned tender, her caresses soft while she caught her breath. She nuzzled along his neck, kissing him sweetly.

But, Ciara was far from spent. Before long, the hunger and desire crept back into her touches.

Seth lightly caresses her at this point, moaning lightly at her touch.

He can feel her start to return to her previous, hungry state. "Want to continue this somewhere where we have some decent room? My driver can get us back to your place in no time."

"Sure, babycakes," she purred, "But I'm still gonna make y'all squeal all the way home."

His eyes light up defiantly, "We'll see whom makes who squeal, babe. Let's go."

"Challenge accepted."

Ciara gave him a wolfish grin as she got up, straightening her dress.
"Either way, you ain't never gonna forget tonight."

He quickly rebuttons his pants and slips his belt back on. He takes his cellphone and orders the driver to come back to the club, offering a bonus if he gets there quick. An affirmative from the driver, and Aldo turns it off. He takes Ciara's hand. "He'll be here shortly. C'mon." He smiles feral anticipation on his face.

Ciara followed him.
"So. What should we do while we're waiting?" she asked, a teasing smile on her lips.

Aldo checks his watch. "He said he'd be..ah the hell with it!" Before they can properly leave the area, he pushes her to the wall. Before she can ask what he's doing, he's on his knees, pushing her skirt back up. When her sex is in view, he attack it with his tongue.

Ciara moaned softly.
"God, baby... Yes... Keep that up..."

She lightly rested her hand on his hand, but she slid her shoe off one foot, and rubbed it between his legs, caressing him as a reward for his efforts.

He moans into her as her foot rubs against. He does keep it up. He stops a moment to insert a finger into her. Moving it around inside her as he continues to lick at her. The other hand caresses her leg.

Ciara's moans grew louder, the muscles of her legs twitching a bit in ecstasy.
"Harder, babycakes," she said huskily, "Make me cum."

He stops licking and inserts a second finger into her, thrusting the fingers back and forth in her rapidly.

"Yes... oh... oh, fuck, yes!" she growled, before a sharp cry of pleasure marked her second climax for the evening.

"God damn, baby..." she said breathlessly.

He smiles, readjusting her skirt for her before standing up. "I think that will tide you over..at least until we reach the car."

"Your driver here yet?" she asked, pressing up against him, kissing along his neck sensuously.

As if on cue, he receives a text. He pulls it out while Ciara kisses his neck. Seth smiles. "Yes he is."