Rinkage Clan Compound

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Rinkage family live in one big house. The Head of this clan is Madara Rinkage. He is incharge of the household for now in his long life span. The Rinkage family is a Noble family, highly respected in the Crusnik society.

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(lol Okay whats it on?)

(Graphic Design then I've got to type a 1000 word one on Photography. -.-'' I'm going to die... I can see it now, Death by Essays. Written perfectly on my tombstone. )

( lol nooo you cant die...lol)

(Okay, probably just get cramp in the hands then.)

(lol i hate getting cramps in the hands....especially from writing.)

(Same here.)

( hey ill brb again)

(Okay.)

Madara wrote:

His mouth moves away from hers to her neck and bite her roughly and deeply into her neck. At the same time he squeezes her breasts tightly while letting go of her other hand. He sucks hard on her neck drinking hard from her, but doesn't take alot of blood from her. His left hand massages her right breast, while the other squeezes it and the nipple too. He was causing her pain and pleasure at the same time.

Elena moaned lightly at the feeling of pain and pleasure mixing

He undoes her undress of the corset and allows it to fall to the floor. He kisses down her neck to her breast his left hand squeezes her right breast and his right hand trails down to her upper thigh holding it and bringing her closer and forcing her against the wall. His mouth take her nipple into his mouth sucking, lick and biting gently on it.

Elena moans again, she reaches her hands over and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

He gives her other nipple the same treatment. His hand what was on her tight goes to the other breast. His now free hand picks up one of her thighs taking it to his waist

Elena lifts her other leg up and wraps it around him, clasping her two feet together, not letting go of him, moaning lightly. Then she moves his hands away and slides his shirt down over his shoulders so he can let it slide off of his arms. Remaining pressed up against the wall.

Her press her back completely to the wall his crouch to hers. Hit nipped at in nipple while sliding his arms out of his shirt. He when actually bites her on my breast with his fang, causing blood to flow to of it. He licks up the blood completely and along her chest too. His right hand pressed against the wall and his left one holding her upper thigh.

Elena leaned her head back a bit, grinning and closing her eyes. She reaches her hands over his shoulders and gently pressed her nails against his skin.

He applies pressure against her crotch with his own again his hand trails up to her hair rougly yanking her head down to his and furiously kiss her roughly and along with his tongue. His hand tightens in her hair and starts to move the appear of them to the bed.

Elena grins and makes a few sounds as he yanks her hair a bit, kissing him back just as rough, keeping her legs around his waist.

He places her onto the centre of the bed and forces her to lay down.
His right hand trails down from hips to her knee and back up again, he gently nips and brushes his lips against her stomach. As he tugs he underwear of slowly allowing his fingers to brush against her cunt.

Elena opened her eyes widely and looked around. "Madara? Madara i cant do this...." She says and appears over by her clothes and starts putting them back on. "I-Im sorry"

Madara seems to stay silent glaring at the wall knowing he has her back to her. know sitting on the bed

A small tear fall from her eye. "Im sorry"She says and head for the door after tieing her corset.

He quickly blinks smelling salty tears. He quickly gets up and grabs her hand and tugs it towards him. He hold her to his chest with his head on top of hers. ''Why?'' He says softly.

Elena felt her face gently pressed up against his bare skin. "I just cant. I'm sorry."

He frowns at the door with his head still on top of hers. ''Are you scared?''

"N-no. its just. You're not right for me..and i dont want to her you." She says in a saddened tone, slightly moving away, looking at the door. "Im sorry"