An evening with the stars. 8/2 (invite only.)

Nic carried his sister out to an open area in the park before sitting down in the grass.

Damiana curled against. She hadn't stopped teasing at his neck and shoulders with her teeth and lips. She's aiming to cause trouble for her brother. She straddles hisl lap now that he's come down to the ground. And gives him mischievious eyes while she does it.

nics eyes closed and he bit his lip for a moment, but just for a moment. hes not letting her get at him so easily. he opens his eyes and smiles at her, trying to act like nothings happening. "the stars are lovely tonight, d-dear astra" that stutter was the only sign he let slip that shes having an effect.

Her lips curve slightly as his eyes close. She doesn't mind that he's fighting against the effect she has on him. When he opens his eyes and makes his statement, she meets his eyes. "Find your namesake up in the sky, Orion?" She bit his neck a nit harder than she had been, soothing it away with a cirlcing of her tongue over the spot. Her hands were removing the shirt in her way.

his eyes shut again, and he bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood. the start of a moan escaped him before he caught it with that bite. "i-is orion even in the stars th-this time of year?" he was able to stutter through the sentance, but hes doing a bad job of supressing signs of her effects

Damiana's hands slid beneath his shirt low on his stomach, nails firmly grazing his skin tominimize tickling, and instead at another layer of teasing to the experience. As her hands move upward, so does the shirt, until she pulls it over his head. With that tossed somewhere beside them, she lowered her mouth back to her skin, eyes rolled up as her mouth cruises over his chest.

She bites him softly, licking it lightly. "Yes. He is in the sky, beloved." She told him softly

nic let her steal his shirt with little resistance. theres little he could do about it anyway. when she bites him, he shows a real reaction, his eyes closing hard and he bites his lip for blood. he moves his hands behind him to support himself. "o-oh i th-think i see it. r-right there right?" he asks pointing up into the stars.

Her fingernails scraped his chest purposefully, as she whispered in his ear. "Mmhmm, He's always looking down at us, darling." Her teeth tugged on his ear not so gently, before her lips moved to his neck. Just the lightest press and nibble of her teeth came. She teased at his skin with the barest of pressure of her teeth, her nails still scraping. It had become a battle of wills to see who could break the other first.

nic bites his lip harder, his arms start to shake alittle, and he slowly sinks into the grass.

Her lips curved against his skin. Now to just get him to let go of that lower lip before he hurt himself. She lowered herself over him as he laid back in the grass. Her mouth hovered just above his, offering a kiss,if he'd simply let that lower lip of his go. When he did, her mouth took his in a gentle kiss, her tongue sealing the wounds on the lip lightly.

That gentle kiss lasted for mere seconds, before she pulled away slowly. And very purposefully sank her fangs into his neck. She wondered how long it would take for his own hands to come into play. She was doing a number on his nerves.

nics blood carries traits from their mothers. what she gets from the kiss has a sweet spice to it thats similar to, but not quite the same as their mother.
he was caught abit off guard with the sudden shift from kiss to bite. he lost a moan and his head fell back abit, eyes shutting as he bit his lip again, as if he thought that would pull the lost moan back.

That was what she wanted. Her teeth released him,her hand traveling into his hair to cradle the back of his head. She lowered his mouth over his again, teasing at his lips with brushes of her own. She slanted her mouth over his, and with delicate skill, swept a light touch of her tongue into his mouth. She retreated with as much skill to simply play at his lips. She knew it would likely surprise her twin, doing that.

nics eyes widened. his face took that red hed supressed and he simply staired up at his sister. this... deffinately caught him off guard.

She looked down into his eyes, matching crystalline blue. She gently sucked on his lower lip, oneofher hands loosening from his hair to play fingertips over his cheekbone where the blush had risen. Her lips curved slightly into a small smile. This time, she moved slower, tilting her head again slightly. Her tongue licked at and traced his lips, before it danced inside his mouth again to play lightly at his own.

like his father, his blush radiated a good amount of heat. and it only increased as she went on.
this time, however, he wasnt shocked into stillness. his arms moved, one around her waist, the other closer to her head. his lips met hers, this time his tongue joined hers to play.

Her tongue licked lightly at his, exploring his mouth. Despite the alcohol he knows his sister drank this eve, she doesn't taste like it. Her mouth tastes sweet, perhaps a little spicy. It added itself to Nic's sensory memories of his sister. That which had become Astra in his head. A place where her smell, her touch and her voice was kept. The rhythm of her breathing and the cadence of her words. Just one more thing he knew.

She approves of his arms coming around her. She pulled from the kiss to whisper into his ear. "Yes. That's what I want." Her mouth nibbles at the shell, following the line of his jaw back to his mouth. This time, she keeps her lips ghost light. She's making him chase her.

he smiled at her approval. he lost the lightest of moans as his lips rolled up to chase hers, the rest of his head along for the ride. when he caught them, his tongue was first this time.

An answering sound came from Damiana's mouth as he chased her, choosing to be the pursuer. Her hands moved back into his hair, holding his head close to her as their mouths played. She liked driving her brother to points like this. So out of the realm of his own control and simply reacting.

Her lips left his, her head falling back on a low moan, arching her form into his, one of her hands tightening in his hair. There's a pleasure pain to the sting.

his head leans back again at her pull, his eyes clench themselves shut and he releases another light moan. his hands grip her dress tight, crumpling it up abit and drawing it up just slightly.

Her hand in his hair loosened a bit, drawing his mouth back to hers. This kiss is less hesitant and gentle. It's more wild, now that she knows he won't react adversely. She presses herself again him, her breath coming slightly faster. His hands on her body receive a moan into his mouth, her body arching in a rolling wave against his hands.

his hand closest to her head moves into her hair, getting a loose grip, his other gripping harder on her dress. becoming so close to him, she can feel his heart has picked up pace. his head wants to arch back into the grass but his lips cling to hers as if for dear life.

Damiana's heart was no less in speed, her pulse rabbiting at her throat. She moved to the side, tugging Nic with her. Her mouth remained locked to his. She's less concerned about the dress that has ridden up, considering she's already in a compromising position as is. She moves her smaller frame into her brother's until he's acting as something of a shelter for her.

Her mouth licked at his, sucking wantonly at his tongue, Her leg, bent at the knee, hooked at his hip. Her hands kneaded claws lightly into his chest, then skimmed over his torso and back. They press soflty and roughly at random intervals.

nic brought her in as she drew herself into him, never releasing her lips. his hand in her hair tightened in grip just slightly and his other now wrapped her rather than gripped her dress.

A moan vibrated it's way out of her as his grip in her hair tightened slightly. Her mouth came from his slowly, moving down his neck. She sucked at the side of his neck, leaving behind a bit of a welt. Her nails found their way to drawing down his spine, the threatening edge of sharp, but only the edge of it. She moved beneath him once more, like a wave.

his head tilts back when his lips are released, her nails and mouth forcing a moan from his lips. his grip on her hair unconciously tightens.