Leaving Her Mark

It's a lemon, and I originally wrote it as part of a contest between my sister and I. (going to edit to make it easier to read. Maybe someone might finish and post a reply that way ><)

It was August. Leaves were starting to fall. Jack was on the roof of the school looking at his sketches. It was during one of the semi-annual school festivals. But most of the events were over now. The sun was starting to go down. He was sitting at his usual spot on the roof. He came here and work on his sketches. Touching up a few pages comic frames. Recently the comics had consumed his life. And he hadn't done much of anything else. The only people he'd spoken too as well were Raine, our exchange student member and her girlfriend. But he didn't care so much. Being the only other exchange student in his classes and his club made meeting new people a little hard. But so long as Jack got to work on his pages he could lose myself in them and get absorbed in his private little world. The cool autumn breeze nipped at his skin, jostling his sandy hair. Carrying the scents of the bonfire and all the festivities today. Jack tugged on his suede jacket. He was alone. No one else on the roof today. Most people were down in the courtyard now. Basking in the fire's glow, eating junk food. Probably cuddling up with their lovers. Jack didn't care though, he liked working on his art.

The man hardly heard the door open. When he realized it did Jack looked over to see who was there. Hoping it wasn't the janitor or someone else to kick him off of the roof. He was a little surprised to see her there. Raine's girlfriend stood in the door. She held two cans of juice. For a moment he got a little jealous. Seeing the bombshell that was Dojima standing there. She was tall. Almost his height and leggy. Her frame toned and curvy. Jack had always thought that Dojima was a bit of a goddess since he saw her first. And the long tresses of jet black hair that cascaded from the top of her soft inviting face fell as far as the small of her back. Her skin was dark. Normally he didn't like tanned skin. But on Dojima it worked. Her dark mocha skin was strangely alluring to me. She had those sort of deep chocolate brown eyes that caught one's gaze. “Lucky blonde bitch, getting a woman like that.” Jack thought silently cursing the English woman that had claimed Dojima for herself. Jack caught himself staring as the woman. Quickly he ducked his head back into his sketchpad. Scribbling furiously to appear busy. He was already at work tuning Dojima out and waiting to tune out Raine who would inevitably be there soon as well. The American's vision latched to the paper in front of him, until it was pushed away by Dojima's frame.

As the mocha-skinned woman plopped down his lap jack let out a small surprised noise. An awkward uncomfortable grunt that made the woman laugh. Without explanation Dojima turned slightly in his lap. Looking back, over her shoulder, at Jack. Her left reached over and offered a can to him. Jack looked to Dojima's coy looking eyes. And then to the can. Finally deciding to take it. “What the hell are you doing?” He asked. Snapping open the can. Jack took a drink and looked to the woman for answers as she drank. Dojima just chuckled.

“You're warmer and more comfortable than the cement.” She said giving a little shrug. Dojima turned back around. Watching the embers from the fire rise into the air as she drank. Jack raised an eyebrow and raised his materials again. Trying to tune her out. Dojima had always been a bit mischievous. Causing trouble for the other members sometimes when she got bored waiting for Raine to stop working. Dojima gave another chuckle as Jack's arms raised around her sides. “How thoughtful of you.” She chuckled out. Resting her arms on the tops of his. She shifted around a bit on Jack's lap and leaned back into his chest now. Laying back like basking in a recliner. Jack sighed.

“I'm not a chair you know.” Jack said his voice wavering a little at Dojima's movements in his lap. The tanned woman looked back over her shoulder with a smirk.

“Ah but you make such a good one Jack.” She purred playfully. Dojima looked forward again and rested her head back on Jack's shoulder. Jack shook his head and put his things down. He wasn't going to make any progress while this woman was here. Dojima was insatiable sometimes.

“Ugh okay you win. Where's your woman anyway?” He asked in a frustrated voice. More at feel of Dojima's off limits butt on his lap than the attitude of the woman it belonged to now. Dojima shrugged.

“She's sick, didn't come. You'll have to keep me company.” The woman said a little coyly. Over her shoulder she batted her chocolate eyes at Jack once. Jack stared for a moment and then shook his head. It was clear Dojima was toying with him now. She'd flirted with him a few times before. Jack had always restrained himself in the past. It made Dojima laugh to see him squirm at her advances. She delighted in doing it in front of Raine. Jack hated being a toy.

“So I'm gonna be your chair all damn night then?” Jack asked his voice still wavering a little although a little unamused now. Behind Dojima the man's mind was already swimming with thoughts of her body beneath the little clothes that clung to her frame. As always Dojima insisted on keeping things sort and thin. A denim skirt hugged her hips almost touching her knees. A small white tee shirt lay under a black vest. Dojima shifted again arching her back a little to press herself into Jack's lap. When Jack winced a little and turned to hide a fleeting blush Dojima cackled.

“Oh like you're going anywhere.” Dojima said through her haughty laughter. Shifting again so she could look back at Jack. Her recent movement making Jack let out a slight groan as she brushed again at Jack's by now rapidly expanding lap. Lust clouded the man's head now. His reason fighting his libido as he tried to speak.

“What do you get outta toying with me. Aren't you a lesbian dammit.” Jack said. Dojima blinked at him a few times. Giving him a sideways glance. Intentionally pulling the man's strings now.

“Cause it's fun so what? Mr. Been staring at my tits since you first saw me.” Dojima said. Her arms slipped off Jack's her palms fell across the tops of his thighs now. “What's your excuse?” Dojima asked playfully with another little cackle. Jack shook his head and looked away again. He blushed slightly again.

“You always put em out on display...” He stammered. Dojima laughed again. Her eyes seemed to glow with all the laughter. Dojima arched her back again slightly. Her hands squeezed Jack's thighs a little forcing another groan from his throat this one a little deeper. Jack started to stare at her mounds again as they strained slightly at her shirt. Dojima smirked back over her shoulder at him. Jack's hands shook as he tried to hold himself back. His body was aching to take her. His mind was clawing at it's limits not to. Dojima kept that pose for a while. Letting him stare this time.

“Do ahead they're not gonna bite.” She chuckled as she watched him fighting his instincts. Jack shook his head. Stammering for a moment to say something in protest but after a while he just couldn't think of anything past Dojimas mounds. As Jack's hands slipped across The woman's abdomen she giggled. “So timid. Worried about breaking me?” Dojima goaded. Jack growled from the bottom on his throat at the words. His hands starting to gently knead and roll Dojima's supple breasts through her shirt. Dojima moaned his time. Lightly at first. Her eyes slipped shut for a moment.

“You're acting like you're enjoying this.” Jack said a little breathless at the sound of her moans. His hands squeezed Dojima's breasts a little. The woman let loose a little gasp and writhed in Jack's lap. The man groan again fighting his reflexes to buck his hips back. Dojima giggled softly, her breath tickling Jack's ear as spoke.

“Who said I didn't?” The woman replied with a coy giggle. “Besides you're funny when you're so frustrated you can't think.” She said as she slipped against the man's erection through his jeans again. Jack shivered with pent up arousal now. Dojima looked over her shoulder at him. Looking into his eyes an cute bat of hers. Her fingers slipped across her shoulder flicking open the top button of her shirt. Exposing her supple brown mounds. The hint of pink lace held them softly. Jack groaned at the sight. This time not able to stop his hips. Dojima laughed again, squirming a bit in his lap to torture him further. Jack groaned in protest. His hands slipping into the neck of the woman's shirt. Another few buttons of Dojima's top slipped loose to expose her belly. Flat and slender. With a little giggle Dojima flicked open the last button to let the tails of her shirt fall to her sides. Jack's hands groping her breasts more closely now.

“What so you like me touching you now?” Jack asked confusedly, his words slipping out between slight moans. His mind reeling. Dojima leaned back against his chest again. Moaning gently from time to time. Her warm breath filling his left ear now as Jack continued to play with her chest. Jack's fingers slithered across the tiny clasp hidden between Dojima's breasts. Two curled around the thing. Jack glanced down the woman's chest now focusing on the thing now. Dojima giggled into his ear.

“Go ahead I don't care. Just make sure you make it...” Dojima paused for a moment to shift closer to him again. “Worth my while.” Jack groaned at the heated words slowly sinking into the depths of his ear. His fingertips worked the lock on her clasp letting Dojima breasts fall free. Jack palms slid slowly across every inch of her soft round mounds. Dojima's moans got a little louder as he gave them each a gentle squeeze. His fingertips taking her her caramel colored peaks at the same time. Twisting them gently between his thumbs and forefingers. Dojima squirmed and groaned herself. Less to tease him as by instinct now. Her breaths short as she started to nibble at Jack's ear. Sucking at the lobe. Jack moaned from his gut loud and wavering. His hips bucking up against Dojima's rear again. The woman giggled into Jack's flesh. Moaning afterwards. Jack gently tugged and toyed with her nipples. The tanned woman started to buck into the air in arousal. Her hand reached up to grab Jack's right wrist tugging it off her breast and shoving it between her legs. Jack moaned as he felt the heat radiate from the woman's lap. “I can't take it anymore....” Dojima whined weakly. Jack chuckled his time. He slipped his hand down the front of Dojima's thong. His fingertips tracing across her patch and down her lips. Dojima bucked against his palm as he teased her. Her legs parting slightly. Dojima whined into the man's ear now. “Please....” She gasped bucking against Jack's hand as he teased at her entrance. Dojima seemed so helpless now. Like a slave to her own game at this point.

Jack obliged his two middle fingers curling into the woman's warmth. Dojima gasped and bit more at his ear. The sudden shots of pleasure and pain making Jack groan in delight. His eyes rolled back as he bucked against Dojima's hips again. His fingers starting to swirl within her folds. Dojima yelped as her hips bucked at Jack's fingers. Thighs already slick with her own juices. Her lap practically soaking. As the underside of Jack's knuckles grazed her clit; Dojima gasped. The tanned woman arched her back, grinding into Jack's lap now. Her nails digging into his thighs. As he stroked her button again The woman shivered and arched back again. Burring her face in the side of jack's neck. Pressing her crotch farther against Jack's fingers. With a heavy gasp the woman opened her mouth. In one swift bite she sank her teeth into the tender part of Jack's neck. To the side under his jaw.

(part 2)

The moment her teeth slid into his flesh, Jack jumped. The sharp pain hitting him one moment. And the next moment, a sensation unlike any other he felt. Like millions and millions of fingers massaging every inch of his insides. His eyes rolled back, mouth going slack as he groaned deeply into the night air. The pace of his fingers quickened. Dojima bucked her hips. Her body leaning back into the mans. Soon the feel of his wounds oozing hit jack too. He could feel Dojima's tongue flicking across the marks her teeth had made. Probing them. The pressure from her suckling at his neck, gulping down the blood that poured from his neck. Dojima moaned deeply into his flesh. Her hips twitching as the frequency of her moans increased. Jack just groaned now. His left hand slipped from her breast clawing at the concrete below him. His erection painfully throbbed against his jeans. His eyes rolled securely back in his head as he tried desperately to keep his mind together enough to please the goddess feeding from his neck.

Dojima broke from him and quickly turned around. Blood coated her jaw and lips. Sticky in the night air the thick crimson mess stained her dark skin. Covering her neck and running across her cleavage. Her right was almost all covered. Her hips were shaking, Her inner thighs shiny with wetness now. Breathing heavily she looked straight into Jack's eyes. Her own shining the brown hue replaced by a deep brick color. Like the eyes of a hungry predator. Jack gasped his body shaking with pent up lust. Brain rushing to make sense of what was happening. Dojima pushed him down forcefully. One hand going to pin one of his wrists to the side. The other almost ripping his zipper from his pants. With a flick of her free hand she freed him. The other came back to pin his other wrist. She was in control again, as much as she could be. Dojima moaned deeply. Licking her lips before she dove straight back into his neck, her teeth tearing deeper into the same wounds. She dark deeper now. Tongue flicking rapidly at the flesh between her teeth. Her hips sank down against Jack's. Taking his length in full with a deep moan that vibrated Jack's throat. Jack's mind swam. His vision vibrated with the intense sex. With Dojima feeding from him the sensation came back. Only made better by her hips bouncing hard and fast against his throbbing cock. The pain in his shaft melting into pure waves of pleasure. Like electric shocks through his hips. He tried to struggle but his body didn't respond. The pleasure was too great. All he could to was moan and twitch at the extreme pleasure of Dojima's sex. Her nails bit into his wrists her teeth sinking deeper as she drank. Only breaking her hold on him she panted. “I'm...gonna cum...babe...” She said before kissing Jack deeply. Her blood covered tongue swirling against his. After a few seconds Dojima shook and moaned into his mouth. Her sex clenching Jacks as she came. The quick cinch of her pussy sent one great shot of electricity through Jack's body. Making his mind mush as she came. Pouring into Dojima with all he had. Jack fell to the ground his body loose and unmoving. One low growl rolling from the bottom of his throat.

“S-sorry.” He stammered. His eyes rolling back forward to see Dojima as she lay against his chest. Her bare body shivering a bit in the night air. Her legs were still straddling his hips. Her warmth still surrounding Jack's shaft. Her face nuzzled into the man's chest. Hands on his shoulders.

“It's okay...I'm safe...” Dojima groaned absentmindedly. “Damn...” Dojima said with a slightly moan. She pulled her hips tighter to his. Making Jack shiver and groan. “That...that was something else...I haven't done that in a while.” She gasped. The woman then leaned up a little. Her fingers moving to Jack's neck. The wounds had sealed. But still when she grazed her fingertips over them it send jolts down the American's spine. “Mmm looks like I left my marke on you....You'll be a good boy when I need something next time won't you?” Dojima asked, in a warm satiated voice. Jack stammered until She bucked her hips against his shaft once more.

“Y-yes ma'am...” Jack replied quickly, with the wave pleasure that went through him at the buck. Dojima looked at him with a playful little smirk as she lay back down on his chest.

Jack found himself absorbed by his art again at the next club meeting. It had been about a week since he last saw Dojima. The mark left on his neck had faded somewhat. It was only visible from very close up now. Jack had thanked his luck for that. Not wanting a fight between him and Raine for his weakness. Today he was absorbing himself for different reasons. Raine and her mate were at the head of the clubs meeting table. Raine was busy with her pages. Dojima was chatting with her. Jack kept his head down and his thoughts as glued as he could on his work and not Dojima's body. Club had been the usual that day. People came and went. At the end of the session the manager had left to tend to his other duties. The three of them were the only ones left. Jack's thoughts were awkward whenever he wasn't glued to his art. Every time he thought of breaking the silence between their parties he worried that he'd be found out one way or another. An hour passed, soon Jack's concentration was broken when he reached the end of his pages for the day. He packed his things and almost stood before he was caught.

“Aw Jack don't leave yet.” Raine prodded. She gave him a little smile and went to her work. “Stay and keep us company.” Jack thought for a moment and finally sat back down. Trying to calm his thoughts in order not to say anything stupid. As Raine went back down to her work she spoke again. “So how was the fest? I was sick.” Raine asked touching up a sketch. Jack ran a hand nervously through his hair.

“Uh..it was alright, not too interesting. Just your average college festival.” He said. Jack's eyes were caught by Dojima now. While her lover wasn't looking Dojima blew a kiss to Jack and bared her teeth. It was then that Jack got a good enough look to see that most of them were pointed almost like they had been sharpened. Her eyes looked playful, toying with him under Raine's nose like she had done so many times.

Jack gave her a glare 'What are you trying to do to me?' He thought. Dojima silently giggled. Raine glanced up to Jack again. “Were the fireworks cool at least?” She asked. When she turned back down Dojima ran her hands across her chest. Jack glared again.

“Yeah they were okay. I was on the roof at the time so I had a good seat.” Jack said trying to clear his mind. Although the memories of Dojima were rapidly filling it again. Raine stopped her work and patted her stomach in time for it to growl.

“Damn I'm hungry.” Raine said rubbing her belly. “I was so late I skipped breakfast. Hehe guess now I'm paying for it huh?” Raine said standing up. Grabbing her purse she headed for the door. “I'm gonna grab some lunch. You guys want me to bring something back?” The blonde asked. Jack nodded.

“Yeah get me a sandwich or something.” Jack said before turning back to Dojima.
“Oh I'll just have whatever you get hun.” Dojima replied. Raine nodded and left. As soon as the door was shut Dojima gave Jack another smirk. Raising a finger to beckon him to come. Jack glared at her again with a groan. He glance to her and then to the door. 'Are you crazy? She JUST left!' He thought frantically. Dojima sighed playfully. “Just be a good boy.” She said beckoning him again. Flicking her wrist with her finger this time like she were pulling a string. Jack first felt his body lurch forward with her hand's motion. Almost as if she were pulling his neck with a leash. Before he could think twice. He was already under the table. Crawling to her on his hands and knees. When he found himself like this, Jack shook his head. He neared Dojima's chair. Wondering exactly how she had gotten him to submit so easily. After her second command All jack could think of was sex.
When Jack got close to her chair Dojima parted her legs. Today miniskirt wasn't accompanied by panties. Jack moaned slightly seeing her entrance. And Smelling her scent. Without thinking. His hands went to rest on her inner thighs. Sitting up on his knees to lap slowly at her lips. Stopping every so often to kiss and flick the tip of his tongue across her button. Dojima groaned. Her hands slipping through Jack's hair as arched her back a bit. Hips gently bucking into his mouth. “Breakfast wasn't the only thing she skipped this morning....” Dojima said sounding a bit pained.

“All wet and...no..place to go this morning?” Jack asked, his words between heavy breaths. Afterward his tongue spiraled into Dojima's pussy. Dojima's back arched a little more. Her legs moved over Jack's shoulders now. Ankles crossing behind his neck. Jack groaned starting to rapidly lick at Dojima's insides now. The woman writhed in her chair gasping between words. Her nails clawing at her sides for a few minutes. After a moment Dojima started to lightly tease her nipples through her sweater.

“I would have fucked her brains out too....dumb blonde...” Dojima huffed. She let out one sharp moan when Jack's tongue slid out of her and was replaced by his fingers. Slowly bicycling inside her independent of each other. Dojima squirmed. Jack took the tanned woman's clit in his lips. His tongue tip[ swirling around it as he sucked at the swollen pink jewel. Dojima cried out a few times. Bucking hard and fast. Her lap soaking. Soon she was leaning over the table. Clawing at it as she gasped and groaned. Her knees almost bucking behind Jack's neck at the sensation. The tanned woman gave a short piercing moan as she came. Shaking a little in her chair. Dojima labored a heavy satisfied sigh and leaned back in her chair. Jack looked up at her with a groan. “Good...good boy Jack.” Dojima said breathlessly. She reached for her neck. Letting one of her nails slice into her tender bronze flesh. A few drops of blood oozed onto her fingertip. Reaching out to Jack she held the bloody finger at him. “Here take a bit, you earned it hun.” Dojima said happily, still breathless.

Without thinking Jack's tongue curled around the finger, licking it clean. The few drops of the red syrup hit Jack like a fine narcotic. Instantly his head swam, his vision vibrated. His heart hammered in his chest. Dojima's hand grabbed Jack's collar. Pulling him to his feet and out from under the table. Jack struggled to keep his mind together enough to stand. His shaft painfully hard again. Dojima growled at him again. Looking to him for a moment before bending over the table, beckoning over her shoulder for him to come. Jack felt pulled again. Without thinking he freed himself and slammed into Dojima's warmth. The woman's body shivered slightly. Her legs tightening, back arching. Dojima cried out. Her lap was soaking again. Jack groaned at the feel of her slick heated snatch. His hands grabbed her hips. Bracing her for his wild and deep thrusts. The man groaned feeling the pain ease again. Feeling his head hit her limit. Dojima was under him shivering and biting her lips to hold back the screams. Her nails started to scratch at the hardwood again. Jack leaned over her, biting along her spine up to her neck this time. Not breaking the skin. When he reached her neck Dojima came. Her body convulsing, shaking as she came. And kept climaxing for a while afterward. Jack groaned as he burst within her again, filling her deepest part with loads of his seed. Dojima moaned and purred under him. Her mouth open, eyes rolled back. A thin stream of her own saliva running down the corner of her mouth. “GOOD boy.” She said turning a little so she could face him. Eyes that curious brick shade again. She. “Kiss me.” Jack shook his head. Logic slowly returning to him after the mind warping orgasm.

“You sure? I probably still taste like you.” He said licking his lips of Dojima's juices. Dojima rolled her eyes.

“Just bee a good boy and kiss me.” She said. Jack immediately obeyed, Giving the woman one long deep kiss. Dojima moaned slightly into his mouth after a moment of it. When the kiss was broken Jack started to slowly buck into her again. Turning Dojima onto her back on the table and leaning over her.

“What the hell did you to me?” Jack asked, slowly thrusting into Dojima as she softly gasped for more. “It's like I can't resist anything you tell me to.” Dojima chuckled and ran her fingertips along his scars.

“I told you, I left my marke on you.” She said leaning up to gently gnaw on her marks as her legs wrapped around Jack's hips.

Allright I'll Pm a mod tomorrow to have this deleted.

O.o that's really long!

It's only like 8 pages. I didn't think it was too long....Should I have just skipped to the pokey bits?

it's im getting a head ache just looking at those words!

Is my writing bad? I can proofread it again...T_T

ehh!? no i didnt mean that i mean the mass off words is giving me a head ache =3

Should I break it up into smaller sections or edit some of the beginning out?

well that depends on you im just a nweb anyway XD

Well if you could stomach to read it I would greatly appreciate some input if it wouldn't be too much trouble. And if not than it's all right at least you gave me some posts><

well same goes for me but if i dnt stop now i would get either a -rep or worse banned T_T

Why would you get banned and who would give you a -rep? 0.o Dude I won't do anything negative to you if you do or don't it's all cool on my end man.

ok thanks *goes back to table hurrying the drawing thats has 4 hours left till time limit!*

Yeah yeah don't worry about it man. Do it when you can and if ya want to no pressure.

i want to but it's a school project!

When I said that I meant reading my thing over doing other things. Like I said no pressure. You do what you need to man.

ow srry T_T messed up again -_-

it's all good don't worry about it.