Rider and Euphie

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[It had been a rather interesting night so far. She had made quite a few friends and since she was sheltered a good part of her life they decided the best thing to do was to take her out on the town. That meant a club. She had heard of them but never been to one. So they had grabbed her and picked out a outfit. It consisted of a rather short black skirt and then a frilly pick top, that was perhaps a little too low cut. This with the white stocking and black heels she looked like a regular girl out on the town. Something completely new to the princess. It was going to be fun, so she saw no harm. That was until the night moved on.

At the club they kept together until her friends paired up with people they met and she was left rather stranded. At the bar she did meet a rather friendly man, believing the best in him, she didn't even notice when he put something into her glass. Finishing the glass she felt odd after a little time had passed. Knowing something was off she made her way to the bathroom, the man trying to follow. She wanted to go home, quickly she locked the bathroom door and there was only one person she could think to text to get her.

In a few moments she sent a text to Rider that just gave the address and Can you come get me?. With that she leans against the door as she waits.]

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[orderslove]

[Gasping sharply she arches into the touches as he moves back and forth inside of her. Euphie didn't know it could feel this good but she really likes it.

Reaching to grab more of the sheets she looks up at him.]

R-Rider--!

[ranthatbitchover]

[With a smirk, he leans down, craning his neck down to brush his lips against hers. All the while his fingers continue their work inside her, pressing into her core, teasing her walls. He breaks away after a moment, and slows the movements of his fingers, his patience wearing thin.]

Do you want me, Euphemia? Do you want me inside? You're just about ready now, you've soaked my fingers thoroughly, love.

[orderslove]

[Huffing softly against his lips, she shudders in want when the fingers brush over her core. Rider was every experienced in this sort of thing. Enough that she can't help but to feel swept up in all of it. As he slows she looks up eyes half-lidded.

The comment about her wetness causes her to blush brightly and look to the side. With a small nod she answers the man before she can find her words.]

Y-Yes...

[ranthatbitchover]

[He leaned down, brushing his nose against hers as he looked to her eyes.]

No need to be anxious or embarrassed, dear lady.

[Slowly he pulled his fingers from between her legs, then positioned himself better. Once between her thighs, Iskandar lined himself up with her entrance and pushed inside. Though she was tight, teasingly so, and he was tempted to push the rest of him inside, Rider looked to her face to look for any sign of displeasure once his head was inside.]

Euphemia?