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Leah smirked a bit as she heard his words. "I'm horny -- what do you expect?" She mumbled playfully. His hand was warm and softer than Titus'. She bit her lip and tilted her head to the side with her eyes closed. When he moved her panties to the side, she gasped sharply. "Fuck," she whispered, her lips parting as her breathing became a bit heavier. She moaned, feeling his finger along her slick folds. "Paris..." she whispered his name in a soft moan as his finger entered her.

Paris breathed heavily, her sounds just gave him chills, and he rubbed his finger softly at her walls as he tried to hold himself to not throw her in bed, and have sex. He wanted more of foreplay before it got further... He wanted to make her moan, and scream his name, or just whisper like she did... He took his finger out and whispered queitly as he slid his figner inside of her once more, ''Say my name again...''

"Paris...!" Leah moaned softly near his ear, her voice more impassioned as she arched her hips in the way she knew would make his finger brush her most sensitive spot. She rolled her hips towards his hand, causing the thrusting motion her body ached for. She sucked on her middle finger before reaching down and rubbing her finger against her clit. She moaned in pleasure and rested her head on his shoulder.

Paris groaned right next to her ear, and started thrusting his finger softly as she arched her hips. He took a look on her face, and saw the way she looked as he hit one particular spot. His breathing got sharper as she sucked her finger and touched herself. He then slid a second finger, and arched her body slightly, allowing him to hit that spor more easily.

Leah moaned and rubbed her finger against her clit more feverishly as he inserted a second digit into her. She arched obediently as he guided her and mewled in pleasure softly in pleasure as he continued to thrust his fingers against her core. Her hips tightened as her small orgasm spiked through her, causing her to cry out his name passionately.

She panted as she lifted her hips, removing his fingers from her. She got up and pulled off her panties as well as her dress. Now nude, she moved back onto his lap and wrapped one arm around his shoulders. She kissed his lips deeply, a rough edge to her kiss as she lifted her hips and took a hold of his hard member, positioning his tip to her entrance. As she slid down on him, her lips parted against his kiss and she moaned a sound of ecstasy as he filled her. "Fuck... You're big...." She whimpered, though the sound was still pleasurable. She rolled her hips around his length, then pushed herself up on her knees to allow her to start riding along his member. Her hands gripped at his shoulders as she panted, soft moans coming from her throat each time she went down on him. She leaned to his ear and moaned his name softly. "You can't break me... I want to scream your name," She whispered in a lustful tone.

apris could feel his heart racing, feeling and hearing her body responding his touches so well. He felt her walls clenching around his fingers, and felt his blood heat when he heard her calling him in such passion. He liked it. He liked it badly to hear her crying.


His eyes didn't leave her frame as she stripped her clothes right in his lap... Being with a girl, feeling those sensations, and all the lust was new to him, and he looked at her as she positioned herself again. He groaned lowly in antecipation at the kiss, and closed his eyes, feeling her wet walls slid easily down on his stiff. He panted feeling himself fully into her, and leaned towards her as she ended the kiss. He thought he would lost himself as she rode him, the feeling was.... He just couldn't describe it properly, he just wanted to do it everyday from now. His hands went right on her waist, helping her on moving on his lap, as he lift his hips shyly up to her. And he lost it when she whispered with that tone. He didn't thing twice as he turned them down on the bed, with him hovering her. He slid his hands down on her thights and started a fast, and smooth, pace as he thrusted his member into her damp core... ''Gods... You are hot...'', he mumbled with a groan, and laced her lips with another deep kiss.

Leah grinned as she found herself under him now. Her jaw went slack as he started a fast pace into her. For his first time, he was a natural. His thrusts were not awkward and dull but instead smooth and effective. She smiled through her moans at his words and gladly took into the kiss, her hands resting on the sides of his neck. She moved her hips up to meet his and hooked one of her legs around his hips. Her heel dug into his lower back slightly as her raised leg helped to angle his thrusts into her sensitive core. She looked up to him and bit her bottom lip. She tugged him down and pressed her lips to his ear, moaning softly. "Paris... Fuck me... Hard," She whimpered into his ear, seeing how turned on he got before when she talked dirtier to him.

Paris kissed down on her neck softly as they moved together. He was slight amazed to himself that he was going well at his first time. Maybe it was because she got him trapped into a frenzy... All he was able to do was turning his thoughts off, and just let his instints on charge. He couldn't help but gasped quietly as he heard her words so close to his ear. He went just like she asked... He sped up his pace, hiting her hips hard at each thruat.

Leah's back arched off the bed as he sped up. Feeling him deep within her core, assaulting her sensitive skin pleasurably made her whole frame light up like a wild fire. She cried out, her eyes rolling back and her jaw going slack. The sound their skin made when they collided with each rough thrust only added to the atmosphere. She tangled one hand into his hair and moaned in sync with his fast thrusts.

Paris groaned quietly as he thrusted deep into her. He kissed and sucked down on her neck while she tangled her hand upon his hair, but once he opened his eyes and looked down to her with bewildered eyes. ''You look like you're in fire...'', he gasped quietly, and instead of slowing his pace, Paris sped up his pace faster. He was amazed of the way she looked into his arms, and he felt like she intoxicated him.

Leah cried out in pleasure with each thrust. She whimpered and smiled breathlessly at his words. "That can happen... agh... be glad it hasn't," she whispered through her moans. She arched her back as his thrusts led up to the pleasureable release of her orgasm. "Paris!" She practically screamed in ecstasy. She dug her nails into his back a bit and drug them down his back before simply clinging to him and panting roughly as she rode down from her climax.

Paris chuckled breathlessly, and he groaned deep in his chest as he felt her walls clenching around his hard cock. The way she screamed his name made him feel chills down on his spine, and after a couple of thrusts he reached his climax, spilling his seed inside of her. He kissed her shoulder softly and pulled himself from her. He pulled her closer to his chest, ''You take those pills, right? So you wouldn't get preggs, right?'', he mumbled quietly. It wasn't smart of him to come inside her, but he knew they could prevent any problem. He didn't want to get tangled into a drama like Rose and Damon were.

Leah moaned softly as she felt his seed spilling into her. She panted and curled close to him. Hearing his words, she rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure," she mumbled. She shrugged her shoulders. Even if she did get pregnant, she would terminate the fetus without a second thought. It wouldn't be the first time.

''If you want, I know Ari has some pills in her stuff... I could get some to you'', he murmured and wrapped his arm around her frame. He wanted to keep her closer, so he wouldn't think that what just happened wasn't something that he made up in his mind... That Leah was real, and she was there with him.

Leah shook her head. "No worries... I have... special means of birth control," she mumbled, smirking a bit. She leaned up and kissed his lips. "So... how was your first time?" She winked.

Paris frowned just a bit, not caring must of her means... She was the daughter of a god, for gods' sake. She sure has leaned some mumble-jumble since she was a demi-god. He made a small pleasant sound at her kiss, and looked down to her, ''It was awesome...'', he said as he caressed her cheek softly.

Leah giggled a bit. "You're adorable," She sighed. "For a virgin, you sure looked like you knew what you were doing," She mused. "I guess porn does you good," She teased, nuzzling her face against his chest.

Paris laughe dlightly, ''Thank you... Porn helped a lot... But you helped too'', he said quietly, and tilted her head up to him, so he could kiss her lips softly, ''There is something about you, Leah...'', he wondered, ''It even looked like you're not Hermes' daughter... But Aphrodite's'', he mumbled quietly, looking down on her blue eyes.

Leah smirked and moved closer to his side, returning his kiss softly. "Oh, aren't you a smooth talker," She teased, winking up to him. "Aphrodite's a bitch," She mumbled, shaking her head. "I met her once... She shrugged me off, so I burned her dress," She smirked.

''You burned her dress?'', Paris asked, his voice playfully. ''You are really hot, aren't ya?'', Paris smirked and shook his head. ''I like you, you're funny'', he said with a crooked smile

Leah giggled and held up one of her hands. She then watched her hand go up in flames. Her skin did not burn, though. The flames then extinguished and went away. "Good. I'm glad you like me," She smiled sweetly.

Paris looked down at her hand, and watched as it got up in flames, and then it slowly vanished. He couldn't deny it was cool, ''How do you do this? It's something you learned, or it's natural from you?'', he asked softly, taking the hand that seconds ago was in fire into his, and he interlaced his fingers with her. Her hand felt perfectly natural, on the riight temperature, and smooth under his touch.

Leah smiled a bit and gave his hand a gentle squeezed as she thought of how to answer his question. "I... don't know, really. I think it's natural. Mom says I used to burn her sometimes as a baby," She admitted. "I catch fire sometimes when I'm mad... It's rather scary to those who are mortal," She giggled.

''I must remind myself to not make you mad...'', Paris chuckled lightly, and rested his head upon hers. ''That thing you did before, glowing... It would scary me if mom didn't tell me all those stories back from her realm.'', he said quietly.

Leah blinked a few times. "I was glowing?" She questioned before giggling a bit. "I didn't even notice...." She shook her head. "Don't worry... I'm pretty good at controlling my temper," She mumbled, closing her eyes.