The Camp Out "M" Scene
Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS and the CW network. I mean
no infringement of any sort and am only using the characters for personal
enjoyment and for others to enjoy as well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, AND CONSENSUAL SEX. IF YOU ARE
UNDER 18, SCRAM! IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE READING! IF YOU DON'T
WANT TO READ IT, SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
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They laid on the bed, the covers over them. Catherine cuddled against
Vincent, her nose buried against his chest. Vincent had his arm around her, his
fingers stroking her shoulder lightly.
"Wow! That was....." Catherine breathed out. Vincent chuckled, and kissed her
forehead.
"Guess I still remembered a few things," Vincent laughed.
"A few things? Even though we didn't have sex, I still don't think
I'll be able to walk today. 6 orgasms, Vincent. Six!! That has never happened to
me before!"
Vincent chuckled. It had been pretty amazing to him that he could get
her off so many times. "I guess my enhanced DNA is good for something after
all," he said, as he stared into her eyes. Catherine smiled, and giggled like a
school girl.
"Well, I certainly am not complaining."
"Catherine.....thank you," Vincent breathed out. She gave him a questioning
look. "For trusting me. You trusted me more than I trusted myself."
"I'll always trust you, Vincent. Especially when you don't trust yourself,"
Catherine told him, pressing herself against him. Vincent groaned.
"You are making it very hard right now."
Catherine giggled again. Her hand trailed under the covers and grasped his
hardened manhood. "Oh, I can tell how hard it is right now, believe
me..."
Catherine gasped when Vincent settled against her, his manhood pressed
against her folds. "Catherine... can we...try?" he asked her. She nodded and he
slowly began to nudge into her. He waited for her to adjust to his invasion,
before inching forward again. Catherine clenched around him, and he shuddered,
pushing to the hilt. Suddenly, he froze, feeling the beast pushing at the
surface. Looking in her eyes, Vincent saw his eyes were pulsing yellow.
Catherine stared up at him, and reached up, caressing his cheek. He took some
panting breaths, trying to calm down. Finally, the beast receded and Vincent
leaned down, kissing Catherine gently. He began to move slowly, the bliss
overtaking him.
Catherine stared up at her lover, watching his features. His face had a look
of bliss, his eyes blazing with love and passion. She smiled up at him, and he
pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers.
Vincent shuddered as the feeling of Catherine surrounding him penetrated his
senses. He lowered his head, and their foreheads touched. "God, you are
beautiful..." he breathed out.
"Vincent....." she murmured. She then whimpered when he pulled out of her. He
chuckled, and she gave him an evil eye. "Vincent..?"
"Shhhh, love. I'm not nearly done with this yet," he told her, before he slid
down her body, taking a dark nipple into his mouth, lapping at it with his
tongue. Catherine gasped, and arched upward, thrusting more of it into his hot
mouth. He bit down lightly, causing tremors to race through her body. Catherine
reached up, and grasped his hair, fisting it into her hands. Vincent palmed her
other breast, his fingers tweaking her other nipple. Catherine moaned, her head
rolling back and forth on the pillow.
Vincent moaned, the vibrations causing Catherine to have another orgasm. She
arched upward again, her whole body shaking. Vincent watched his lover, reveling
in the fact that he brought her to this: his mouth, his hands, his body.
Catherine panted and looked up at him. He smirked wickedly, before he began
kissing down her torso, his hands following along after. He reached her stomach,
and thrust his tongue into her belly button, causing Catherine to giggle. He
smirked again, before kissing lower, his mouth having reached her inner thigh.
Catherine moaned as she felt the heat of his breath reach the juncture at her
thighs. She thrust upward, silently begging.
Vincent pushed her thighs apart, and placed one of her legs on each of his
shoulders. He leaned in, smelling her strong arousal. He felt his beast just
below the surface, but held him back again. Vincent nuzzled his nose into her
folds, teasing her. He flicked out his tongue, licking her folds.
Catherine shuddered, the sensations overwhelming. "God, Vincent......" she
moaned out. Seconds later, she gasped as his tongue thrust into her, fucking her
with his tongue. She grasped his hair again, and he pushed his face straight
into her pussy, his tongue going even deeper. "Vincent....." she screamed out,
as another orgasm caught her unawares. Her legs tightened around him, and he
grunted as her juices hit his tongue. Vincent sucked it all up, never slowing
his pace. Catherine whimpered again, wanting him inside her again.
"Vincent....." she panted.
He lifted his head up, his lips glistening from her juices. With her legs
still on his shoulders, he crawled up her body, thrusting into her with blazing
accuracy. Catherine almost jumped out of her skin, the feelings too much.
"Catherine, I've dreamed of this for so long. You don't know how often you've
invaded my dreams. How often I've wanted to make love to you until we both
couldn't stand. I love you, Catherine," Vincent told her, as he moved inside
her, pressing as deep as he could.
"Me too. I've dreamed of this, too. For so long. This is better than any of
my dreams though," Catherine told him, wrapping her arms around his biceps.
Vincent mumbled his agreement, feeling his body begin to tighten.
"Catherine.....I'm gonna...." he muttered. She nodded her head, reaching up
to kiss him again. Their lips had almost connected, when he threw his head back,
a low roar leaving him as his orgasm hit him. Vincent emptied himself into
Catherine, shuddering. His orgasm triggered another one in her, and she
tightened around him, milking the last of his cum out of him.
He pulled her legs down, before collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of her,
completely spent. Catherine smiled, wrapping her arms around him. Moments later,
Vincent pulled back, ready to move off of her. Catherine shook her head, and
pressed Vincent against her again.
"I'm too heavy, Catherine," he muttered, but gave into the pull she had on
him. He rested his head on her breast, listening to her heart beat slow down.
Catherine raked her fingernails through his hair lightly, enjoying the silky
feel of his ebony locks. She sighed, content.
"I love you, Catherine. I'll never get tired of saying that," Vincent told
her a short while later.
Catherine, who was on the edge of sleep, whispered back, "I love you too,
Vincent. I'll never get tired of hearing it."
Then, the two lovers gave into sleep, content in each others arms.
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Disclaimer: These characters are owned by CBS and the CW network. I mean
no infringement of any sort and am only using the characters for personal
enjoyment and for others to enjoy as well!
DISCLAIMER: THIS FIC IS RATED M FOR LANGUAGE, AND CONSENSUAL SEX. IF YOU ARE
UNDER 18, SCRAM! IT IS NOT MY JOB TO POLICE WHAT YOU ARE READING! IF YOU DON'T
WANT TO READ IT, SCRAM! I WON'T TOLERATE BULLYING!
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They laid on the bed, the covers over them. Catherine cuddled against
Vincent, her nose buried against his chest. Vincent had his arm around her, his
fingers stroking her shoulder lightly.
"Wow! That was....." Catherine breathed out. Vincent chuckled, and kissed her
forehead.
"Guess I still remembered a few things," Vincent laughed.
"A few things? Even though we didn't have sex, I still don't think
I'll be able to walk today. 6 orgasms, Vincent. Six!! That has never happened to
me before!"
Vincent chuckled. It had been pretty amazing to him that he could get
her off so many times. "I guess my enhanced DNA is good for something after
all," he said, as he stared into her eyes. Catherine smiled, and giggled like a
school girl.
"Well, I certainly am not complaining."
"Catherine.....thank you," Vincent breathed out. She gave him a questioning
look. "For trusting me. You trusted me more than I trusted myself."
"I'll always trust you, Vincent. Especially when you don't trust yourself,"
Catherine told him, pressing herself against him. Vincent groaned.
"You are making it very hard right now."
Catherine giggled again. Her hand trailed under the covers and grasped his
hardened manhood. "Oh, I can tell how hard it is right now, believe
me..."
Catherine gasped when Vincent settled against her, his manhood pressed
against her folds. "Catherine... can we...try?" he asked her. She nodded and he
slowly began to nudge into her. He waited for her to adjust to his invasion,
before inching forward again. Catherine clenched around him, and he shuddered,
pushing to the hilt. Suddenly, he froze, feeling the beast pushing at the
surface. Looking in her eyes, Vincent saw his eyes were pulsing yellow.
Catherine stared up at him, and reached up, caressing his cheek. He took some
panting breaths, trying to calm down. Finally, the beast receded and Vincent
leaned down, kissing Catherine gently. He began to move slowly, the bliss
overtaking him.
Catherine stared up at her lover, watching his features. His face had a look
of bliss, his eyes blazing with love and passion. She smiled up at him, and he
pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers.
Vincent shuddered as the feeling of Catherine surrounding him penetrated his
senses. He lowered his head, and their foreheads touched. "God, you are
beautiful..." he breathed out.
"Vincent....." she murmured. She then whimpered when he pulled out of her. He
chuckled, and she gave him an evil eye. "Vincent..?"
"Shhhh, love. I'm not nearly done with this yet," he told her, before he slid
down her body, taking a dark nipple into his mouth, lapping at it with his
tongue. Catherine gasped, and arched upward, thrusting more of it into his hot
mouth. He bit down lightly, causing tremors to race through her body. Catherine
reached up, and grasped his hair, fisting it into her hands. Vincent palmed her
other breast, his fingers tweaking her other nipple. Catherine moaned, her head
rolling back and forth on the pillow.
Vincent moaned, the vibrations causing Catherine to have another orgasm. She
arched upward again, her whole body shaking. Vincent watched his lover, reveling
in the fact that he brought her to this: his mouth, his hands, his body.
Catherine panted and looked up at him. He smirked wickedly, before he began
kissing down her torso, his hands following along after. He reached her stomach,
and thrust his tongue into her belly button, causing Catherine to giggle. He
smirked again, before kissing lower, his mouth having reached her inner thigh.
Catherine moaned as she felt the heat of his breath reach the juncture at her
thighs. She thrust upward, silently begging.
Vincent pushed her thighs apart, and placed one of her legs on each of his
shoulders. He leaned in, smelling her strong arousal. He felt his beast just
below the surface, but held him back again. Vincent nuzzled his nose into her
folds, teasing her. He flicked out his tongue, licking her folds.
Catherine shuddered, the sensations overwhelming. "God, Vincent......" she
moaned out. Seconds later, she gasped as his tongue thrust into her, fucking her
with his tongue. She grasped his hair again, and he pushed his face straight
into her pussy, his tongue going even deeper. "Vincent....." she screamed out,
as another orgasm caught her unawares. Her legs tightened around him, and he
grunted as her juices hit his tongue. Vincent sucked it all up, never slowing
his pace. Catherine whimpered again, wanting him inside her again.
"Vincent....." she panted.
He lifted his head up, his lips glistening from her juices. With her legs
still on his shoulders, he crawled up her body, thrusting into her with blazing
accuracy. Catherine almost jumped out of her skin, the feelings too much.
"Catherine, I've dreamed of this for so long. You don't know how often you've
invaded my dreams. How often I've wanted to make love to you until we both
couldn't stand. I love you, Catherine," Vincent told her, as he moved inside
her, pressing as deep as he could.
"Me too. I've dreamed of this, too. For so long. This is better than any of
my dreams though," Catherine told him, wrapping her arms around his biceps.
Vincent mumbled his agreement, feeling his body begin to tighten.
"Catherine.....I'm gonna...." he muttered. She nodded her head, reaching up
to kiss him again. Their lips had almost connected, when he threw his head back,
a low roar leaving him as his orgasm hit him. Vincent emptied himself into
Catherine, shuddering. His orgasm triggered another one in her, and she
tightened around him, milking the last of his cum out of him.
He pulled her legs down, before collapsing in a sweaty heap on top of her,
completely spent. Catherine smiled, wrapping her arms around him. Moments later,
Vincent pulled back, ready to move off of her. Catherine shook her head, and
pressed Vincent against her again.
"I'm too heavy, Catherine," he muttered, but gave into the pull she had on
him. He rested his head on her breast, listening to her heart beat slow down.
Catherine raked her fingernails through his hair lightly, enjoying the silky
feel of his ebony locks. She sighed, content.
"I love you, Catherine. I'll never get tired of saying that," Vincent told
her a short while later.
Catherine, who was on the edge of sleep, whispered back, "I love you too,
Vincent. I'll never get tired of hearing it."
Then, the two lovers gave into sleep, content in each others arms.
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