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Post by Exodus on Nov 4, 2009 23:02:42 GMT
Exodus was making regular trips to America, very regular trips to America. Business, very important business, and it had been going very well. It was a project Exodus was working on, something that would take great care, and great time.
While in America, there was very few people he cared to see. There was one associate he quite usually made time to see. He simply had to find a way to relax when he was trapped with all these primitive humans. Disgusting creatures, just about everyone of them.
So he was off to see his little Nymph, he hadn't seen her the last time he was in the parts, being involved with Wanda at the time. But now he wasn't so tied up. So his limo pulled up to the usual spot, he was sitting in the back, adorned in one of the suits he switched between when dealing with humans and his robes would raise eyebrows when he needed to go unnoticed.
With a telekinetic movement, the door swung open, he looked out with an eyebrow raised in delight. The driver, as Nymph would know, was so telepathically abused, he wasn't even aware there was a person in the back, about to be two. He thought they were a rockstar's cats.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 4, 2009 23:54:09 GMT
One of her most regular clients was coming to get her. The man who dubbed her Nymph for more than one reason. A small smirk touched her lips as she slid on the pale blue, spaghetti strapped dress. The hem fell down to just longer than mid thigh and it showed off her ample cleavage but not the entirety of her breasts. She slid into the strappy heeled sandals that matched. Under her clothing she wore a white lace strapless bra and matching thong. Her hair was down and her makeup and jewelry were lightly applied. The look was elegant with just enough of a sexy to catch a man’s eye. The young woman maybe a prostitute but she’d be damned if she dressed like a common street whore.
When the limo pulled up and the door opened she slid inside and smiled at one of her most regular clients. She moved closer to him and placed her hand on his cheek before leaning in hand kissing him deeply. ”Good evening, Exodus. I’ve missed you.” It wasn’t actually a lie she did miss him. He always treated her well and the sex wasn’t bad either. Nymph sat back and looked up at him as she crossed her legs flashing a bit more thigh. Pleasantries first, then blow job, then sex, then blow job, then dinner and a night out on the town. Sometimes repeating the process on the way back to her drop off point.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 5, 2009 0:32:47 GMT
Nymph stepped into the limo, looking delightful as always. They shared a deep kiss, he had lost count of how many they had shared before, he had known her for quite some time. When she told him she had missed, she was lucky she was telling the truth, being a telepath it was always easy for him to know if she was lying. And if someone was foolish enough to lie to Exodus, well Exodus could make a person think they were paid for services rendered, why they had in fact handed over all of there money to him.
"How has my little Nymph been?" he asked, his hand cupping the bottom of her face as he asked, telepathically triggering her brain to release relaxing pheromones. He was stressed out, he might as well have her in a most relaxed form. He simply needed her on her top game this evening.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 5, 2009 6:20:26 GMT
Nymph was no fool she knew better than to lie to Exodus having done it once when they first met. Never again had she ever lied to him. Everything she’d ever said to him had been the truth even if it might have just been for that time period. But then he was one of her oldest and longest regular client, by now she knew him better than most even if she didn’t know him that well at all. They’d had conversations as well a lot of sex. He treated her well and always left her satisfied especially when he used his powers on her. He never used them to make her submissive or anything like that, but he definitely could heighten her sensitivity to the orgasms he gave her. She liked that. His kisses were always passionate as well and it was hard for her not to straddle him just yet. She knew how he liked her to be and she’d give it to him.
The young woman looked up at him and knew what he’d done it wasn’t the first time and won’t be the last. Thanks to Exodus she’d learned to know when someone was delving into her head, but with him she didn’t mind it. In her own odd way she trusted him. ”Your Nymph has been quite well though she really has missed you. I’m going to assume you are no longer attached and may see you more often?” She leaned forward and kissed his lips softly again. ”Exodus, would it be too much to ask you a favor?” She’d been feeling someone probing her brain lately but she doesn’t know who or why. She didn’t like anyone but Exodus in her head since she knew him. If she was lucky he’d be willing to teach her how to set up some mental blocks. Not from him but from any other prying source.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 5, 2009 18:53:14 GMT
"No, I am no longer attached to the Scarlet Witch, she left Genosha, hiding out somewhere in New York." he informed, deciding not to think about it for too long, Wanda had made her choice, so by the time Nymph asked him if he could do her a favour, it was already out of his mind.
"What would that be?" he asked, sitting back towards the corner of the seat, so he could size her up almost, he couldn't remember the last time she asked for a favour, one ankle went up on his other knee, and a want went to rest on her nearest leg, gentle caressing up and down.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 5, 2009 21:05:03 GMT
Nymph nodded knowing that this portion of the conversation was over. Her head tilted back when he asked what her favor was. ”Could you teach me to block mental probes? Not yours of course, I actually enjoy yours.” She gave him a slow smile and a wink to match. ”But just in general?” The woman scooted closer to give him better access to her thigh. Her hand rested on his thigh and she made lazy circles with her index finger. One strap on her dress slid off her shoulder but she didn’t pay attention to it.
The woman leaned against him and pressed herself to him. Her lips found his ear and she nibbled and it lightly. ”I have really missed you.” Her hand moved along his thigh until rested right next to his crotch and she wondered if he’d missed her too.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 5, 2009 21:14:08 GMT
"Could I teach you how to set up mental blocks against probes? I could as it would happen, it'll take about fives years if we're lucky, but I could." he informed, the ability to use a technique and willpower to block out a telepath was no joke, it was as difficult as attaining any college degree, and easily took as long. Even then, it wouldn't guarantee protection, it would just mean it would take a battle of wills. Even Lord Magnus didn't totally rely on his ability to personally resist telepaths, he wore a specially designed helmet.
Exodus gave an interested smirk as her hand went towards his crotch, eyes running up and down her form. "It has been too long hasn't it?" he asked, while one hand took place at the back of her head, stroking her hair.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 6, 2009 1:27:32 GMT
Nymph sighed and nodded. ”I’d appreciate whatever you could do for me. No matter how long it takes. I don’t like people I don’t know in my head, you I trust so I’m not worried about that.” Her finger hand started gliding along the zipper of his pants as she spoke to him. Up down in a light caress, her eyes never leaving his as she spoke. Something she learned a long time ago, if you can’t look them in the eye when talking to them, rethink what you are about to say.
”Mmm… Way to long.” Her eyes closed and her head leaned back a bit into his hand. Then she slowly opened them and looked him in the eye as her fingers worked his zipper down. ”Do you want me now or do you want me to wait?” She slid her hand in through the opening of his pants and started to caress him. She knew what he wanted but often times it was when he wanted it that varied. Her hand continued to gently caress him as her lips found his earlobe and she began to suck gently on it.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 8, 2009 3:06:19 GMT
"I shall see what I can do, but patience will be a virtue....and it shall take great will power." he replied, pondering it over in his head. He could create a mental shield, protect her himself, but it wouldn't last very long once he was out of range, but very long at all. She'd be lucky to escape with minutes of it, once he left.
He sat there as she reached into his pants, like it was the most casual thing in the world, she had, after all, done this to him many times. He did give a little smile when she asked if he wanted her now or later. "Now.....I've had a repetitive night." he replied, the corner one side of his mouth curling all the more, an eyebrow rising with interest.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 8, 2009 19:05:02 GMT
Nymph continued to stroke him as he spoke and she nodded. ”I’ll work on it, I promise.” She nuzzled the side of his neck and gave him a gentle squeeze to show her appreciation for his help. Her mouth sucked on his earlobe for a little bit as she started working is pants down to his knees. A slow smile touched her lips when he said now and she nodded. She really hadn’t need the confirmation she knew him well enough by now.
She flipped her hair over her back and off to the side so that he could see her clearly. Nymph backed up to all fours and then licked her lips as she looked at him. She gave the tip a few little kisses and licks before she took him into her mouth. It had been a long time since she’d had him but she wasn’t going to ruin it by being too eager. He knew she was excited and happy to see him and that was all that mattered. The fact that he relaxed her added to her languid and slow movements along his shaft her lips and tongue working in unison to elicit as many moans from him as possible. Nymph used a soft sucking motion on him at first the more he started to enjoy it the more she would suck and the deeper she would take him in.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 9, 2009 18:33:28 GMT
When Nymph moved to pull his pants down, Exodus shifted to make it easier, and although he felt strange wearing a full suit bar the pants down to his knees, he didn't give it too much concern once he felt her lips make initial contact with the tip of his member, the gentle kisses and licks, just like a loving girlfriend, the role she had so often assumed for clients.
The red mutant let his head roll back as he felt the top being taken into her mouth, a relaxed sign escaped, but she would have to work more of her magic if she was hoping to earn a moan from Exodus. The hand that had been playing with her hair was still at that place, on the back of her head, still stroking her hair, more so then guiding her movements on his manhood.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 9, 2009 21:10:41 GMT
Nymph always liked doing this kind of thing and she never knew why. But she grinned when she heard the sigh as she continued to just suck and lick the tip. One hand fondled his boys as the other wrapped around him. She smirked as she took another inch into her mouth and her tongue working in unison in a slow and languid way. It took her several long minutes of just tasting him and teasing him before she finally took him all the way into her mouth to his very base. Then her mouth started to move over him. She kept the gliding motion slow and steady and the sucking motion soft and gentle. Her goal was to work him up before truly getting down to business.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 9, 2009 21:49:47 GMT
Nymph continued her tried and tested technique of bringing oral satisfaction to Exodus. There were many things he loved about it, there was of course the satisfaction, the pleasure, of being sucked off but that was really just the start. There was the look, being able to look down and seeing the head of a beautiful woman bobbing up and down on him, it was a turn on in its own right. Then of course there was the power factor, the power over someone a man felt when a woman was dedicating herself to the task of pleasuring him in such a manner. Of course, Exodus knew that power went both ways, his manhood was in her mouth, she had teeth, she could ruin him in a moment.
The red mutant's shoes and tie slid off, telekinetically being carried over to the front of their space in the limo, out of the way. His hips, now rolling slightly into her, the hand, a moment ago stroking her hair, now moving more so to encourage her on.
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Post by Nymph on Nov 9, 2009 22:15:07 GMT
Nymph knew the man well enough to know the signs. He was starting to get ready for when they truly got down to business. That meant she was doing her job and he was starting to relax. Oral was one of her favorite things to give as well as receive though very few actually would take the time to pleasure her that way, it always being about them. But sometimes she got lucky. She felt his hand on her the back of her head change, in a sense and felt him start to move himself in her mouth. She’d have grinned if her mouth wasn’t occupied.
Gradually she started to pick up speed and her mouth moved all the way to the head, where she’d suck hard for a moment, and then back down to the base. Nymph started sucking harder as her tongue wrapped around him. The young woman was now thoroughly involved in what she was doing it was as if it had become her entire focus and she was enjoying it completely. Enough so that a small moan vibrated from her throat along his shaft.
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Post by Exodus on Nov 9, 2009 22:27:07 GMT
Hearing her moan onto his manhood, and his constant casual sense of her base thoughts letting him know it was genuinely because she was enjoying herself, was another turn on. Yes, if circumstances had been different perhaps Exodus would have perused Nymph as more then a business associate.
Knowing she was getting into it, it was time for Exodus to bring things to the next level, as if by their own accord, but of course it was Exodus's telekinesis, Nymph's dress straps started to untie themselves, before the entire outfit started sliding down her body, having to wait for her to move her knee's so they could be removed from her person entirely. The bra would have to go as well, and it was a simple feat for Exodus to undo it and send it away, on the other hand, he would let her keep the thong, heels and jewellery, there was something every so sexy about a woman adorned like that.
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