{"id":27444,"date":"2013-05-23T03:20:52","date_gmt":"2013-05-23T03:20:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/05\/23\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-3\/"},"modified":"2013-05-23T03:20:52","modified_gmt":"2013-05-23T03:20:52","slug":"iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/05\/23\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-3\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/50884288471\/iamthefirechild-iamvictor-roth\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/50707020874\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/50703053850\/iamthefirechild-iamvictor-roth\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/50635684791\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-summer-slid\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><span>\u201cYes, sir.\u201d Ah, there. \/That\/, that was what she needed; not to have to think, not to have to do anything except respond, obey. She crawled across the floor to his feet, careful only to avoid planting her hands on her own hair, and knelt up again. She didn\u2019t touch, putting her hands behind her back and looking up at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Victor eyed her as she crawled over to him. When she arrived at his feet he sat up a bit and cupped the side of her face with his hand. His thumb brushed her cheek before he poked it into her mouth. \u201cSuck.\u201d Victor\u2019s voice was low, husky and dripping with his accent. His eyes turned a dark, emerald green as he stared down at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Simplicity. Summer closed her eyes, wrapping her tongue around his thumb. He tasted of salt, and iron, and a little bit of leather. She went softly at first, licking, then sucked harder. His accent wrapped around her hearing the same way; a slight shiver traced her spine.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cStop,\u201d he said as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth. Victor\u2019s gaze wandered over her body and a small smile tugged at his lips as he seemed to be undressing her with his eyes. Finally, it seemed that he\u2019d had enough of that. \u201cUndress, then sit.\u201d He motioned nonchalantly to the spot next to him on the couch. He loosened his tie then, taking it off and hanging it over the back of the sofa.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Involuntarily she chased his thumb with her tongue for a second before the new command registered. &#8220;Yes, sir,&#8221; she murmured, coming to her feet in a single liquid movement. Tshirt first, over the head and stifling the groan as muscles in her back protested, then shorts swiftly. She took a little more time with undergarments, but not much, then climbed onto the cushions beside Victor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: \u201cYes, sir.\u201d Ah, there. \/That\/, that was what she needed; not to have to think, not to have to do anything except respond, obey. She crawled across the floor to his feet, careful only to avoid planting her hands on her own hair, and knelt up again. She didn\u2019t touch, putting &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/05\/23\/iamvictor-roth-iamthefirechild-3\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\"><\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1052],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27444"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27444"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27444\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27444"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27444"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27444"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}