{"id":30062,"date":"2013-02-22T21:43:21","date_gmt":"2013-02-22T21:43:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/22\/valentines-day-54\/"},"modified":"2013-02-22T21:43:21","modified_gmt":"2013-02-22T21:43:21","slug":"valentines-day-54","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/22\/valentines-day-54\/","title":{"rendered":"Valentine&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43623639719\/valentines-day\" class=\"tumblr_blog\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43616675018\/valentines-day\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43573993703\/valentines-day\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43549898245\/valentines-day\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamvictor-roth.tumblr.com\/post\/43547275021\/valentines-day\">iamvictor-roth<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/43545798413\/valentines-day\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>She lay flat beneath him, hair spread out all around her head. \u201cYour voice is a sin and a temptation,\u201d she told him, rolling her head back to expose her throat.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Victor began kissing her throat, \u201dJe le veux l\u00e9cher le cr\u00e8me de ta framboise et veux te baiser dur et te fais jouis.\u201d He punctuated each word with a kiss, his tongue flicking out occasionally. A growl spilled out from his throat and one of his hands framed the right side of her neck.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI could wish I spoke French, but then I might be scandalised by your language.\u201d The flowing syllables drowned her in rhythm. One hand crept up to clasp his wrist at her throat, not to prevent but to caress. \u201cAh, Victor,\u201d Summer moaned.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>He smirked, \u201cIt essentially means I want to lap you up and fuck you till you come for me. However, I\u2019d hate for you to have to get out of the dress and take a shower again later.\u201d His smirk turned into an almost evil grin as his hair fell forward a bit and framed his face. He moved his mouth from near her ear and began mouthing her neck and shoulder.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI could,\u201d she panted, \u201cpull the skirt up \u2026 gods, Victor!\u201d She groaned, pitifully, writhing under his touch.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Eager and skilled hands reached down to the hem of the skirt which had ridden up a bit and yanked it up towards her abdomen. He moved so that he was laying on his stomach with his head poised between her legs then without much hesitation he brought his mouth down to her and began to pleasure her with his tongue.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>Mindlessly, Summer wailed, thrusting her hips up. Even she hadn&#8217;t realised how much dirty talk in a foreign tongue would excite her. Broken pleading spilled from her mouth, tangled with moans and flailing hands.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: iamvictor-roth: iamthefirechild: She lay flat beneath him, hair spread out all around her head. \u201cYour voice is a sin and a temptation,\u201d she told him, rolling her head back to expose her throat. Victor began kissing her throat, \u201dJe le veux l\u00e9cher le cr\u00e8me de ta framboise et veux te baiser &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/02\/22\/valentines-day-54\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Valentine&#8217;s Day<\/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\/30062"}],"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=30062"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30062\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30062"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30062"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30062"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}