Je suis Proie et ne peux vous laisser partir

By: Thomas Schiff and Tabatha Bannerman

Clopin hesitated before he hooked his finger under her chin and lifter her chin to look at him. He looked into her eyes a moment before he took her lips with his.

Her heart skipped another beat. Her mind told her to hit him but she hesitated. Blinking a few times her breathing quickened before her hand went up his chest slowly.

Clopin deepened the kiss becoming more bold when she didn't pull away in disgust.
She moved up slightly, wrapping her arms more tightly around him as she let him kiss her. After all he was a very good kisser. The she pulled away to breath, staring intently into his eyes.

Clopin pulled back slightly thinking that she had pulled away from him for a reason. But he didn't pull all the way back. They were still close enough that he could smell her.

She licked her lip slightly. Studying his face as she thought on what she was comfortable with doing. Then she moved closer to fill that gap. Moving over one of his legs and took his lips again.

Clopin leaned back against the wall wrapping his arms around her waist as he brushed her lips with his tongue.

Seeing as he leaned back, she gathered her skirt and moved up more so she was sitting on his stomach. Feeling his tongue she opened her mouth slightly for him. She felt content now, the shock of him kissing her had worn off quickly. Reaching up she gently removed his hat and set it on the bed next to them.

Clopin didn't mind her touching his hat, for once it was forgotten as soon as it was removed as he ran his hands along her body. He felt her mouth open for him and pushed his tongue into her mouth almost dancing with hers.

Her eyes closed as she twirled her tongue with his. Her hands ran up through his hair slowly. Then she pulled away again and blinked. "Is this what you want?"

"If it's what you want." He said. He looked slightly upset thinking that she was having second thoughts.

She kissed him again and ran her fingers over one of his cheeks lightly. "It is." She said after pulling away again.

Clopin smiled as he kissed her again.

Reaching down she untied her sash and let it fall to the bottom of the cart.
Clopin cupped her cheek in his hand. "You're so beautiful." He said in almost a whisper.
Many men had said that to her. But they were only propelled by their desires for her body. He however he was sincere. Smiled she twisted a lock of her hair around her
finger. "Thank you."

Clopin pulled her forward causing her to let go of her hair and kissed her hard. She had to brace her hands on the wall on each side of his him to stop from crashing into him.

Clopin moaned against her lips as he pulled her shirt out of the waiste of her skirt.

Yanking her forward came as a shock, bracing the wall on either side of him, she stopped herself from crashing into him. A small sound escaped her lips to show that he had startled her. Then he started to pull at her clothes, which equally startled, but she did not stop him.

Clopin realized he was going a little to rough with her and slowed down. He placed his hands on his hips even though what he really wanted to do was pull her top off. He kissed her more slowly allowing her to pull back slightly so that she didn't have to hold herself up.

She placed her hand on his shoulders for a moment before moving them down. Pulling away she looked down as well and gripped his shirt, pulling it up slowly.

Clopin pulled back from the kiss and watched her as she pulled at his tunic.
She pulled it a bit more before his belt got into the way, she dropped it and grabbed the belt, jerking the knot free she pulled it off him and let it fall. Gripping his tunic again she pulled it up as far as she could until it would be needed for him to lift his arms.

Clopin took off his goves and tunic and hoped she wouldn't notice the scar on his chest. There was a small X burned over his heart though it was more faint now from the years.
She smiled at the sight of him. Running her hands over his chest she lightly felt the scar and tilted her head. "What is this?" She asked softly though she felt she shouldn't have.
Clopin looked down at it sadly. "When I first left the court I went to London. I was branded and sold into slavery...." He said. "It's nothing."

She made a small gasp hearing this. He's never mentioned it to her before. Not once...not even a small hint. Though...who would? Leaning down slowly she kissed the scar lightly.
Clopin watched her. He expected her to turn away from him but what he got was quite the opposite.

She looked up again. Taking a deep breath she grasped both his hands and placed them against her bosom.

Clopin almost gasped out loud at her action. He wanted to let her move at her own pase not rush things but the feel of her breasts in his hands sent heat straight to his groin.
Biting her bottom lip she lightly blushed, but since her skin was so dark, it could just barely be seen. Letting his hands go so he could have free reign over her chest she then wrapped her arms back around him. Claiming his lips again she closed her eyes.
Clopin rans his hands down her sides before moving her shirt up and over her head. He stared at her chest almost like a starving man. He dipped his head and took a nipple into his mouth nipping at the small bud with his teeth.

Her body gave a sharp electrifying sensation. She took a sharp breath and stared down before running her hands through his hair again.

Clopin licked the bud one more time before kissing his way up her neck.
Gripping his hair lightly she trembled as his kissing sent a warm tingly feeling to her loins. "Clopin..." She whispered softly.

He nibbled on her ear slightly and smiled. "What is it you want Esme?"
Stroking his hair once more she moved herself down a bit so she was sitting in the proper place. Her body wasn't lying...she was excited by him. Hesitating for a moment she answered. "You."

He kissed her again arching his back trying to get any kind of friction to his aching groin.
She moved off him then and slipped her fingers under the waist area of his pants and pulled at them.

He lifted his hips to allow her to remove them kicking off his shoes as he did so.
Pulled the hoze off the rest of the way they soon join the pile on the floor. Staring at his manhood she blushed more deeply before turning her gaze to his eyes once more.
Clopin took her hand in his and lead it to his aching cock and ran her hand up and down his shaft. He moaned and closed his eyes at the feel of it.

The feel of his cock made her warmer, and more nervous, but she would have to just get over that. She had said she wanted him after all. Leaning over so she laid against him she kissed his neck lightly and began stroking him with out the lead of his hand.

Clopin leaned back and let her take over. He ran his hands up and down her sides urging her on and thrusting into her hand every few moments. It was burning him up inside that this was all they where doing. He wanted more.

She moved her hand faster and brushed her lips along his slowly then bit onto his bottom lip and pulled it teasingly. Then she stood straight, letting him go, and slipped her skirt off.

Clopin took her hand in his and pulled her back down onto the bed. He rolled them over so that he was lying on top of her. He shifted so that he was between her legs and rubbed himself up against her.

She made a nervous but pleasured sound at the feel of his cock rubbing against her. Another electrifying sensation ran through her. Fingering his earring slowly she stared at him. Waiting for him to make his move.

Clopin paused and thought a moment about what he was about to do. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. "Once it's done we can't go back." He said quietly into her ear. He tensed waiting for her responce.

She thought for a moment upon the consequences of their actions that might unfold.

"Yes." She replied calmly and scratched his back gently.

"And.... if I leave you with child?" He asked. He really didn't want to bring a child into the world with a chance that it would have no mother to love it.

She did love children herself. And to bear the child of the Gypsy King...was more then an honor. "It would be an honor." Was her reply followed by a sincere smile.

Clopin didn't need any further incouragment as he thrust inside of her in one quick motion.

She made a sharp gasp as she suddenly felt pain. It only lasted a few seconds before slowly starting to dissipate. It left her trembling and staring a bit frightened up at him.
Clopin didn't move when he felt her tense. He waited a few moments. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Does it hurt much?" he really didn't want to hurt her.

She closed her eyes and breathed for a moment. She was more nervous now. "Not much..." She replied as she reopened her eyes. "I think I'm ok." She added as she relaxed again.

Clopin stayed still even though his whole body was telling him to move. To thrust against her and calm the burning in his aching cock. But he didn't want to hurt her any more than need be. This night should be just as pleaserable to her as it was to him. More so in fact.
Finally the pain had completely disappeared, and she stroked his back slowly. "Take me." She whispered as she kissed him again.

Clopin let go of the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding as he began to move inside her, his chest rubbing against her breasts as he moved.

Her legs tightened against his hips slowly. It was a bit of an uncomfortable friction but soon melted away into pleasure. Tilting her head back she took small sharp breaths.
He moved back and took her breast into his hand the other with his mouth teasing her as he quickened his thrusts.

The faster he moved the more pleasure she felt and his fondling of her breast only made it that much better. She scratched him as she let a moan slip through her lips. "Clopin..." She whispered as her back curved more deeply up from the sheets.

Clopin pulled away from her breast though he still played with the other with his hand. His breath came in short pants as he thrust into her harder. "You're so tight." He moaned into her ear. He leaned back and moved onto his knees lifting her hips with his hands and thrust into her deeper. He come out of her by accident and putting the tips of his fingers against the top of his shaft he lead himself back into her.

She rested her arms up above her head as he continued to thrust into her. Moaning again her eyes closed slowly. His words only excited her more. She wanted more of him...much, much more. Then she felt his brief absence and made a disapproving sound as she opened her eyes again.

Clopin leaned forward again. He could feel himself coming close but he didn't want it to end. Not yet.

Her legs wrapped around him then as she pulled him more closely. Her pleasure kept growing and growing the more he moved. She started to pant lightly and let out a much louder moan.

Clopin moaned deep in his throat as he moved his hand down and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He was going to cum and he knew it. "Cum for me Esme." He panted.

Her body gave a sharp twitch when she felt a sudden burst of pleasure. "Clopin!"

Clopin growled as he heard Esmeralda scream his name. He closed his eyes as he felt her clutching him the sudden sensation sent him toppling over the edge and he couldn't hold it any longer. He moaned and growled out her name as he spilled his seed inside of her. Clopin stayed tense above her as the after shock of his orgasm died down. His breathing returned to normal.

He moved to the side and laid down next to her.

"Do you regret it?" Clopin asked after a long pause.

She trembled feeling his warm seed inside her and turned onto her side to face him. "No." She replied softly and gave him an affectionate kiss.