The curious case of Sherlocks Heart (closed)

Sherlock's eyes drifted closed as Iara spoke. He pictured a cat striding carefully but confidently across the top of a fence. He'd seen many over his life and they never felt out of control. Watching Iara, he hoped her control was something he might learn. He fingers at the back of his head made him groan again, the tingles of it sweeping up and down his body. "I've been denying myself too long..." he admitted, growing intoxicated by the sensations he was feeling.
 
Her fingernails slowly trailed down from the back of his neck down along his spine and then out as she reached his waist and followed over the hips and slowly traced her fingernails up over his chest.
 
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Where her fingernails run, tingles follow. Sherlock shivers despite the warm water. "Ohhhh, yes... Don't stop touching me..." He sighed out, loving how it felt to be under her caress. He leaned against the wall of the shower, letting her work his body how she sees fit. It's a look of total surrender to lust and pleasure like he's never done before.
 
An almost growled purr falls from her at the lust she smells from his fingernails almost more claws now playing over his chest as she growls again.

Tell me... morrre...

Fangs elongating she wants to bite to nip to grow more primal.
 
Sherlock groaned, knowing his body is totally alive as she continued to work her hands over his body. "I want you to take me in your mouth. I want to feel what it's like." He admitted, feeling so deep in pleasure as she purred.
 
She knew what he wanted and was curious how an innocent tongue would feel on her as she moved down fangs grazing gently over the tip before she focused on retracting them and began to toy with his length with lips tongue and suckling.
 
Sherlocks legs just about gave out as soon as he felt her practiced mouth working his shaft. Groaning loudly, his hand slid down, slipping through her hair. He didn't control her movements; he had to feel how she moved, however. He blinked his eyes open eventually, looking down to watch what she was doing to make it all feel so good.
 
Feline eyes staring right back into his as she really added to the sensations with a rumbling purr and a wink.
 
Sherlock grinned back, but felt his whole body arching up as the purr rumbled through his body. "Ohhhhh god... I've never felt that before..." He sighed out, biting his lip against the pleasure he was allowing himself to feel.
 
She didn't want him too close to that edge as she slowly let him fall from her lips.

Mmm well now Sherlock.

She reached for the soap and puff with a smile.
 
Sherlock gasped as she slipped off. He was about to complain when he saw the soap and puff in her hands. "Would you like me to wash you or am I first?" He asked, unable to act spontaneously.
 
She smiled and leaned In to kiss him as she curled against him prepping the puff.

Whichever way is fine with me.

Tracing the soapy puff down his chest.
 
Sherlock smiled, gently taking the puff from her hand. "Allow me," he whispered. Leaning down, he kissed her lips as he applied some soap to the puff getting it into a lather. He leaned back and started to wash her body. He seemed almost reverential in his care and intimacy as he worked the puff over every inch of her perfect body.

Holding her arms out and working the puff along her skin. Lifting her leg by the knee to scrub the front and back of her thigh and calf. Bending her back to wash her chest, lingering briefly on each breast. Leaning her forward as he washed her back. It felt like it took hours from his care and attention before he kissed her neck from behind, signaling he was done.
 
She smiled eyes closed enjoying a sensation she rarely if ever enjoyed before. Feeling his kiss to signal he we're she pressed her hips back against him before reaching.tontske the puff and bathe him.
 
Sherlock stood there, eyes closed, letting her work his skin. He moaned softly at the soft sensation of her hands and the puff against his skin. He groaned deep in his chest as his cock throbbed before him.
 
Once she was done she pressed closer to him. The water was still warm and she purred licking her lips.

Should we get out or... Stay and play some more.

She seemed perfectly content there with him.
 
"I'm not ready to leave." Sherlock sighed, leaning down to kiss her again. Turning, he pressed her back to the wall as he stepped int closer. Looping her leg over his hip, he brought his hard shaft to her waiting slit. Groaning in the kiss, he slid back and forth against her, feeling how hot and wet she was. "Hop on or guide me in," he whispered against her lips.
 
Arms wrapping around his neck as she moved to where her legs were around his waist and hips and she moved to allow him to sink deep within her. A primal hungry growl slithering from her lips as she stared deep into his eyes. The water splashed off their bodies as she moved to begin to bounce a little careful of their balance.
 
Sherlock groaned deep in his chest. It was a deep, needy thing as his body reminded him how much he needed this. He kissed Iara's neck as her hips rolled and rocked against his, working his shaft so expertly. Spreading his legs, he put a hand on the wall, bracing himself as she bounced on top of him. Moaning louder, he nipped her shoulder as passion took over and he started to move his hips against hers.
 
She used the wall as leverage to buck and ride even like this. Her head leaned down biting St his shoulder one hand moving to claw at his back the more passionate and primal they were becoming together the more her feline hunters surfaced. True signs she felt safe and comfortable around him and wanted to be with him. They were both overcoming powerful things in their minds and their bodies were reveling in it.

A gasp as she bucked harder still against him feelingnhim begin to move against her.

Yes Sherlock...
 
Sherlock kept moving, rocking harder and harder as passion started taking over. "Ohhh fuck..." he cursed, so out of character. Pumping harder and harder as he chased his orgasm, kissing and sucking her neck. Sherlock was turning more and more into an animal as he gave over to the moment for the first time.
 
Lost in passion sensation and her primal birth right the nearly roared as her body trembled hugging tight to him as she bit at his neck trying to silence or muffle her animal side.
 
Sherlock groaned as he felt her teeth on his skin. As she purred against his skin, he leaned to whisper into her ear. "Don't muzzle yourself. Let them hear." He groaned, feeling her tight around him. "It's so primal." He grins as he pushed in hard and deep.
 
Hearing that she roared out with all of the pleasure and passion between them. Not caring she knew they would hopefully be happy for the two of them. Bucking her hips more as she gasped growlingnad orgasm built rampant and wild.
 
Sherlock did his best to hang on as Iara went wild on top of him. He groaned and moaned, clutching her ass to feel how she is moving on top of him. He kissed her hungrily before arching back as he shared her powerful orgasm along with hers. "Yeeeeessss...." He groaned out, feeling like it would never end.
 
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