Skeet Shooting (Rated M)

[Drake]

He squirmed a bit when her hands started to caress his back, her hands having a weird effect on him whenever they touched him. Stopping his lips for a moment, he grinned at her. "Anything, you say?" He said, grin becoming a mischievous smirk as he reached down in between them to his now fully erect member and maneuvered it inside her again, this time just holding it there and not moving...yet, anyway. "I guess you're ready for rougher sex then."

[Malice]

She could see what kind of achievement her hands on his body made and couldn't help but smirk at such a thing for him to do but to show it. He had been so prideful but now that they were together, basically, he didn't try to hide it all that much though he could had let out a lot more about how much he liked her hands on his body. Houka couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of how tough he tried to act to look all big and bad but she knew him as a gentle person when it came to first times. She wondered if he had said whether or not he had ever taken another woman's virginity; had he told her and she just forgot when he pushed himself into her warmth again? It could have been a possibility!

A strong smirk planted itself on her lips as she looked down at him not feeling all that much pain in the entrance this time. She was sure that it would be painful the first few thrusts but other than that she knew that she would, could, get used to the rough sex that he was planning for her. "Like I said, anything, Drake-Kun, so let's get this started, hm?" she said to him in a mockingly bored voice; she was anything but bored at the moment. She knew that if she didn't think about the pain than there wouldn't be any so she got her mind on the long hair that was spilt over his shoulders in such a shinning, shimmering sheen. Yeah, she was easily amused by his strangely colored hair.

[Drake]

He couldn't help but chuckle a bit at her uninterested tone of voice. If she was bored, he planned to get rid of that VERY quickly. Looking at the ground around him, he realized that their current position wasn't exactly good if he was to be in control, so he turned them over so he was on top again. He smirked down at her, his hair now really hanging down over his shoulders. So she wants to get started, he thought to himself. Alright then. "I can do that." He said, before leaning down and hungrily taking her lips in his own. As they roughly kissed, his hips started to thrust into her, much more forcefully than the first time.

[Malice]

Houka didn't know what to expect from him but whatever it was, she knew that she would love it and enjoy it more than life itself. That was of course if he didn't washout like she knew he wouldn't There was just a feeling inside of her that said he would do his best to pleasure her in any way that he could so that she would see just how wonderful he was. Of course she already knew just how great he was but she liked a bit of reassurance as much as the next person and wasn't going to turn him down on his offers. Plus, that was about the time when she found herself under him again his shimmering shield of hair falling down towards her.

She was a bit nervous at first but then he kissed her and all of his anxiety was gone from her body like the sadness in a happy child. "I hope so," she chuckled into his rough kiss before getting lost in it from the emotions rushing through her body to make her get only hotter for the man that was inside of her at the moment. Then he started to thrust and she felt the first initial pain that came with the love making; this was what made her want to wince but she refused to show him that it hurt even slightly. Instead she pushed her hips up to meet with his thrusts knowing that there would be a friction with the movements. The pain soon died and left only pleasure that soon flushed her cheeks.

[Drake]

He felt her push her hips up against his and grinned a bit, barely pulling away from the kiss. Their lips still brushed against each other with each thrust but they weren't actually kissing. She *seemed* eager enough, and that was all Drake needed to know. He'd put himself on hold, sort of, for the first time but now that was out the window as he pushed himself into her harder. Her challenge brought his pride and his need to prove himself back to the forefront, and he moved his lips down to her neck again, his teeth playing with the sensitive skin there.

Her flushed cheeks didn't escape his eye, but he didn't call any attention to it. Drake just moved one hand up to her cheek and stroked it, a stark contrast to the feverish pace of his hips into hers.