Between the sword and the wall

Marilyn had been acting weird all the afternoon. Finally she got running upstairs and slammed the door of their bedroom. Kyle startled at the sound. She may not say anything, but it was clear something was happening.  It usually was the opposite, and that made him worry. He shook his head, mumbled an excuse and came after her.

He knocked softly at the door, but there was no answer. Finally he opened it. It wasn't locked. And there she was, sitting at the chair, looking through the window. She didn't move when he entered the room. He closed the door after him and looked at her.

"What happens, my love?", he asked, leaning his hands lovingly over her shoulders. She just slapped them away.

"Tahl continues pissing me off", she scowled,

"Is she?", he teased. "I had not realized".

She just got up. "Of course you didn't did you?". She started walking around the room, nervous. "She's been there, by your side, all those years, and you find so natural that she calls you papa, that you can't imagine how hard it is for me. Specially since she's the same age than the woman you fuck every night!."

"But she's like a daughter for me... what kind of pervert you think I am?"

"Ah, of course! A daughter! You said the same about me!!!"

He tried to get closer to her, still concilliating: "But I never saw you when you were a little child"

She looked at him, tears of fury in his eyes. She knew she wasn't being fair, but she couldn't resist it. That girl had shared with him things she would never share, and she was jealous... oh Maker!, so jealous. "She was with you. During nine years... Nine years!"

Kyle tried to reason with her, but he was starting to feel upset at her nonsense. "Mari... that's from the past! That has nothing to do with us!"

She shook her head. "But now she's here. She enjoys getting on my nerves. And... and look at the way she looks at you! She adores you!!!!"

Kyle couldn't hold his temper anymore. "Ah, yes? And what about Dorian?"

Marilyn opened her eyes wide. "What happens with Dorian?"

"How did he look at you when you saw him back in the inn? How am I supposed to react to him?"

"But... I never liked Dorian! I... I hated him, he was scum!"

"And he kissed you".

"He stole a kiss. It's not the same"

Kyle got closer to her, with a dangerous shine in his eye. "And you like your kisses to be stolen"

Mari stepped back, until her back touched the wall of the room. The tone Kyle had used to say that scared her, and at the same time made her feel all feverish inside. He put his arms by her sides, so now she was caged between him and the wall. She swallowed, both in fear and in excitement. His face was now so close to hers that she was breathing the same air he was exhaling. She felt the panther inside him again, and she closed her eyes, and turned her face away from him. But that didn't work. She felt now his breath over her ear, and how he leant over her, and licked carefully her neck, following the jawline, up to her ear, where he sunk his teeth harder than usually.

"Please, don't do that..." she begged, even if the lower part of her body was already claiming for it.

"You started this. I'm just continuing where you started", he said hoarsely.

She ducked, trying to get out of the cage of his arms, but he already was expecting and moved towards her until his body was touching hers chest to chest, tummy to tummy, crotch to crotch. She felt his desire growing through the fabric of his trousers, and struggled to release herself again, but each one of her movements only got him getting even closer to her, until the pressure of the wall behind her and his body in front of hers made her even difficult to breath. He took her head by the nape with one hand, forcing her to look at him again, and kissed her rudely, bitting her lips with hunger, already panting with desire.

"Was it like this, that time?", he groaned. He continued grabbing her head with one hand, while the other went to her crotch. He slid it under her trousers, under her pants, and his finger found the wet warmth of her most intimate places. She almost shouted at the feeling, and only the fact that his mouth was again over hers avoided her to do it.

He grinned, feeling satisfied the wetness between her legs. "You like this. You always liked it, my little wicked bitch". The finger played with the creases of her groin, while the palm of the hand rested over the rest of the crotch, warm, demanding, like challenging her to try to escape, making her sigh of pleasure and getting even wetter. The hand which was holding her nape came down to her trousers, and started unbuttoning them. Only then the intruder hand came out, making her sigh both of relief and craving, and in a harsh movement, he pulled her trousers down, letting them fall to the knees.

She opened her eyes wide and startled. She knew what was going to happen next, and her body was asking her to cooperate, but she was just too stubborn. She struggled again, and pushed him away with her hands, but it was like trying to move a stone wall. "The bad kitty wants to run, huh?", Kyle chuckled, moving his hips towards her. She realized he had somehow released his member too, and suddenly she remembered it had been her hands which made it, against her will, without thinking. He rubbed it against her tummy, threatening and promising at the same time. She tried to step back, even if her limbs were melting, and the movement made her scratch her back to the rough stone. He took advantage of her hesitation to sink his face between her neck and her shoulder, bitting her hard. She released a faint sound, complaining.

Then both of the male hands came to her butt, and holding her buttocks tightly, he lifted her to his waist. He didn't even take her panties off, he just moved them to one side with one of his fingers, and with a harsh thrust, making her body slam to the wall, he got into her, merciless, claiming all his rights over her. She gasped, shocked at the violence of the movement, and instinctively put her legs around his waist and raised her hands to cling from his shoulders, both to keep her balance and to get a position in which she could feel all the strenght of his thrusts with all the fibers of her being.

Feeling her more secure, Kyle profited to release one of his hands and unbuttoned her shirt, and as soon as he had enough room to do it, he slid it under the fabric and cupped one of her breasts, while kissing her lips hungrily. His other arm craddled her, still under her butt, keeping her in place, while the thrusted and moved his hips between pants and groans. She kissed his face with short kisses, and let him do. "That's not the thing he would do to a daughter", she told to herself, letting him carry her away to that world of pleasure he already had mastered to bring her to. But still. Things could change. "And what?", she replied to her own fears. "Then have him now... and don't worry about the future".

"Just... tell me you'll never leave me, even if it is a lie", she asked, like begging for her life... actually begging for her life, because she would never overcome it if he left her.

He just raised his head and looked at her, his eye shinning like green fire. "How can you ask that?", was the harsh reply. "How can you still think.... I could ever be able... to survive without you?", and he kissed her like trying to drink her soul, to show with his kiss what words weren't able to express.

She moved her hips, swinging at his pace, letting him craddle her with his arms, and startling at the occasional slap. He was thrusting with anger, sort of punishing her for her lack of trust, and she was sinking her nails in the scars of his back, moaning and groaning each time she was crushed between the wall and his body. He curled over himself, and reached her now nude breasts with his mouth. His hair tickled her neck and collarbones, and his teeth played with her nipples, biting softly and sending chills to her spine, and soon her worries disappeared, replaced by waves of pleasure which finally made her scream.

She collapsed over him, unable to help him in the last movements, feeling how he thrusted faster, in short, feverish spasms. He grumped, as if he were disappointed to have finished so soon, and finally released himself, making her lean over the wall, holding her loosely by her tights, and letting his head rest over her shoulder, still panting. And she just held him as tight as her arms allowed her, keeping her face away from his so he couldn't see her tears, and wishing that he was right, that he would never leave her, and that those moments in which they both together were a single living being would never have an end.

Little Red Ridding Elf (by Trinh)

An impish smile touched her lips, and her eyes twinkled. Trouble headed his way. And he very much suspected it was the sort of trouble he was going to enjoy.

"And people? Any one in the nearby vicinity?"

He let his gaze roam the foggy darkness.

“No one close."

"Good.” She stopped at wood and pushed him down on it. “Guess what?"

She straddled his lap, and he slipped his hands under her sweater, caressing the aroused points of her breasts. “What?"

"I'm not wearing any panties."

He slid his hands past her waist and hips, then up the inside of her thighs until he discovered she was indeed telling the truth.

“Wicked wench,” he murmured. He gently cupped the triangle of her curls, delved carefully into their moist heat. She was as ready for him as he was for her.

"You did say anywhere, anytime.” Her voice was teasing, her gaze hot. She slipped back on his lap and take off his pant. “I think it's time to prove you meant what you said."

"This is a little too public for my liking. You'll end up getting us catched.”

But as much as he wanted to pick her up and run back to the privacy of their inn room so he could love her more fully, he didn't move. Couldn't move. Not when every part of him quivered to be inside her. To feel her warm, moist heat wrap around him.

She shifted again, capturing him, thrusting him deep. He groaned out loud at the sheer pleasure of it.

"You'll sense it if anyone comes close, won't you?” She dropped tiny kisses from his cheek to his chin, her breath a sweet caress across his skin, but one that seared deep.

"With you sitting so snugly on my lap, I very much doubt if I'd sense a herd of wild our team running past"

He caught the end of her sweater and pulled it gently over her head. Her skin gleamed in the misty night, nipples dark and erect.

“I doubt you'd have to worry about that happening."

"Anything can happen.” Including him making love in the middle of woods for every wanderer to see to the woman who held his heart.

"Just think.” She slipped her hands under his sweater, her touch cool compared to the fever of his skin. “If we were a team in the full sense of the word, there'd be no more lonely nights, no more long weeks of frustration."

"But there'd be more distraction, which could only lead to more danger for us both.” He cupped her breasts, gently kneading the puckered nubs. “Don't think to use sex as a means to change my mind. It won't work."

"I'm not.” She began to rock, ever so gently. Heat slithered through the link, wildfire ready to rupture and blow them both into bliss. “I'm just intent on showing you what you're missing out on."

"I'm very aware of what I'm missing out on, believe me."

Loneliness was something he'd thought himself well accustomed to—until she'd stepped into his heart and made him dream of things he'd long thought impossible. Losing her would be like snatching the sunshine from the sky. He couldn't survive the plunge back into darkness. Wouldn't want to survive.

He cupped a hand around the back of her neck and drew her lips close to his

Her breath tingled across his mouth, her gaze holding his.

"You still think I'm not safe by your side. Not really.”

"You're wrong.” He brushed a tender kiss across her full lips. “And what we're doing now is the true danger. Distractions can kill"

"Occasionally it's nice to act like it.” A teasing smile touched her lips. “But if you're really worried, just tell me to stop."

He slid his hand down to her waist and held her in place. “The Man of Steel wouldn't have the strength to tell you to stop right at this moment."

"Then stop worrying and just start loving."

"You are an extremely bossy woman, you know that.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “How about we concentrate on the business at hand before daylight comes and we really do get catched?."

"As you wish".

He kissed her hard and began concentrating.

The beast inside

The room was strangely silent and Mari knew something was wrong again. Kyle seemed sad latelly, and that usually never led to anything good. So she looked around carefully, and her heart sunk when she saw it. The panther. Again.

She had promised to herself that she would never allow the panther to scare her, so she locked the door, walked close to it and sat down, staring at it. Hoping he would be able to control himself.

The panther looked at her with his only eye. It walked slowly and came closer to her. Got its face so near Mari's that she could smell the breath. Mari gulped.

The panther licked Mari's face like tasting the flavour, and when she closed her eyes, with something similar to an evil smile, licked his nose and the scarred eye did the impression that the beast was winking. Mari started to tremble, terrified of the panther, but didn't move. For a moment she opened her eyes again and blinked, she could swear the panther had smirked. But then it growled under its throat, and Mari closed her eyes again wondering if her hour was close. She continued frozen, waiting for the black cat to attack. The panther showed its claws, and slowly approached its victim. Mari was sweating, hugging herself, waiting with her eyes closed. The panther touched her with the paw, like challenging her to move, and smelled her.

Mari opened one eye when feeling the sniff, and hesitantly raised one hand, to scratch the panther under the chin.

It jumped, shocked, and growled again.

Mari closed her eyes again and turned her face away, putting her arm in front of it. As if it were going to save her. The growl became a roar.

Mari gulped.

The panther jumped.

Mari prayed

The panther landed over her, making her fall over the floor, under its weight. She begged "Please, it's me!, Don't hurt me!". The panther resisted for a while, and stared at Mari breathing over her face. She was terribly scared, but still didn't move, sticking to her faith that he would never hurt her. And right now she just hoped she was right.

Suddenly it attacked, right to bite at her neck. At the movement, Mari couldn't resist anymore and fainted.

Kyle was still licking her neck when he realized he was in human shape again. He looked at his hands, relieved. He knew he was not going to kill her, even in panther shape he was aware of who she were and he was just teasing her. In a cruel, horrible manner, according to the nature of the beast inside him... but perfectly aware that the girl in front of him was not his prey. At least, not THAT kind of prey.

He looked at her, unconscious, helpless in the ground, and licked his lips. The things he could do with her, now that she couldn't resist him... He felt the hunger again... but this time, it was a different kind of hunger...

______

When she woke up, she was still feeling the weight over her body and the teeth on her neck. But somehow... it was different... The teeth were definitely human... the weight...

... the weight was thrusting inside her, making her body shake at each movement... She opened her eyes and gasped... what was Kyle doing? Because it was Kyle, wasn't him? He had to be!!! How long had she been like that?

She gasped, opened her eyes and focused her sight. It was him, she could see the shoulders full of scars and the black hair tickling her face. He was naked, and so was she for what she could feel. Body against body, making love as if there was no tomorrow... except that until now, she had had no chances to feel anything. She felt furious for a moment and tried to push him away from her.

Her hands didn't obey her.

She shook her hands and realized they were tied to the bed, over her head, with that pair of old handcuffs he had used, now months ago, to tease her and wash her head. A wave of fear went through her body and the feeling of being trapped and helpless sent those confused, wrong but delicious waves of pleasure to her lower part she had started to recognize. She trembled, aware that now, suddenly, she was all wet inside.

"Ah, now you wake up, huh?, just in time of party" he said, raising a bit his head and letting her see an evil smile in his face. He increased the rhythm of his movements, now that her depths were more willing to receive him. She moaned, and he kissed her forehead and lowered her to the ground (?)

"Bully. So you take advantage of poor helpless girls"

His body trembled as he fought the urge to slake his hunger.

"Ah yeah but you are not helpless girls"

"Indeed I am not", she replied, everything becoming a game now, and bit his shoulder

"Wow, the lady takes her revenge, huh?", he smirked, and continued thrusting her while he brushed a hand across her cheek.

She tried to fight back with her legs, and the useless movement made him laugh in his throat and growl. He lowered his head to bite her nipple, making her bite her lower lip to avoid a squeal of pleasure. He play on her nipples, bitting and licking, and still thrust harder, making a noise. She started moaning and moving at his rythm, and whispered: "So now I have a big cat in bed too"

"Big cat... who?" he teased, pretending not to know what she was talking about. She giggled, and took his hips with her legs to drag him closer. She tried again to release her hands, now because she wanted to hug him
so badly, but feeling them tied only excited her more. She swore.
"Crap!"

He thrusted thight into her, more and more strong, and moved back to smell in middle of her breast, then started to lick from the breast to her face, while his hands stroke and slapped her butt, squeezing "Mmmm, the prisoner must be in silence nah".

She gasped at the slap, even more excirted, and whispered at his ear "But I thought you wanted to hear me scream"

"Mmm a part i want..." He kissed her quickly

She chuckled, but the laugh was broken by a wave of pleasure when he thrusted again. "Ah... you'll make the prisoner scream soon... at this pace", she panted. He leaned forward and kissed her with a tender urgency that shivered through her entire being. She replied to his kiss as if the world was about to end, with all the urge of her desire. Then he proceeded to show her just what he wanted, eating her like the panther he had inside. She tried to protest at his bites, but the handcuffs didn't allow her to dodge. Both sensations converged to create a new kind of pleasure and she started breathing in short pants. He pulled back from the kiss, and she tried to follow his mouth but she couldn't, which made her groan of disappointment. She moved her hands in the handcuffs again.

He licked her neck and bited lightly, while he spinned inside her to make her feel pleasure. He caressed her cheek, running his finger down to her lips. Then he groaned and pulled her so close their bodies were almost one. Their kiss deepened, became a long and sensual exploration. She caged his body with her legs, unable to do otherwise. She moaned of pleasure, and bited his lips when the climax got closer. Then she left his mouth and kissed his cheek, biting softly like a cat, moving up looking for his ear.

He nibbled her ear in while she did, thrusting like crazy and slapping her butt and back. Meanwhile she used her legs to push his butt even closer, making her hips point at him, that way she felt his body smashing all her sensible parts between the legs. She suddenly screamt, taken by surprise by an unexpected climax.

He groaned and turned from nibble her ear to bite her. "I will never be able to get enough of you".  He brushed a kiss across Mari's shoulder while he make strongest thrust to release

She bited her lower lip, still feeling waves of pleasure, and whispered "I love you", hoping he'll hear it just in the moment he came.

"I love you, you know", he replied, sweating and panting. He stroke her back and, suddenly, he pinched her butt.

She startled at the pinch and giggled "Ah, now that I was all romantic, and you spoil it being so naughty".

He laughed "I'm good at spoiling moments, my love". She smiled and rubbed her nose with his. His gaze was hot and filled with passion, and it made her feel hot inside again. He kissed her, long and tender. She replied to the kiss, wishing she could stroke his face.

He took a deep breath and released it slowly and stretched himself to reach to the key to release her, still embracing her in that pose. She took advantage of the pose to kiss his chest with short soft kisses. He kissed her head and smelled her hair, resting his chin over her head, to unlock her hands.

She sighed relieved and rubbed her wrists, which were red and painful from her struggle. And then she hugged him as tight as she could. He let her do that for a while, and took her hands to kiss her wrists, sort of carering them.

"Do they hurt? Did I fasten them too much?". He seemed concerned. She shook her head, smiled and rubbed it against his neck, letting him do without complaining. He kissed his forehead and embraced her, looking tenderly into her big brown puppy eyes. It was cuddling time. And as pleasant as the previous fire and rage moments, in its own sweet way.

Mari purred. She also had a cat inside.

Hot Bath Time

His hand slids under her shirt and around her waist, his fingers almost molten against her back as he presses her closer to his warm, hard body. Then his lips come down on hers, and for the longest time.

She whispers: "Ah, not the moment. I need to take a bath first", but her lips say otherwise, as she continues kissing him and gets closer to him, feeling the pulsing shape into his trousers.

He pulls back, his breath warm on her lips as his gaze burns into hers. “Let's make love. Here. Now."

His words are little more than a husky growl

She makes a wicked smile. "Now? What if I don't want? What if I make you fight for it?", and she gets rid of his embrace and walks a couple of steps backwards away from him, while unbuttoning the first button of her shirt on a playfull mood, letting him see a glimpse of inviting soft, silky breast skin.

He shocks at her move. And shakes his head “Well, if you don’t want, I won’t force you, love!" There’s though desire burning bright in his dark green eye when Mari makes the invite. But he controls the need to taste her.

Mari just ignores him. She unbuttons another button, opening the shirt a bit more. What was this? A nipple? But Kyle can't be sure of what he saw because her hand quickly covers it to continue unbuttoning. "I think I forgot to wear my bra today", she whispers.

She seems to be focused on the task, but her eyes look directly at him through her hair, while she slowly caresses her lips with her tongue, making them look shiny and tasteful like ripe strawberries.

He sees it, clearly, the way she plays and attracts him.

"Don’t... just don’t play with my feelings.... Mari", he replies with a husky groan.

His protests die. He gives her no time to finish, his mouth closing on hers again, forcing her of his kiss. By the passion behind it

She expected his move and receives him replying to his kiss, faking some resistance to make him force her open her lips. At the same time she walks back, taking advantage of his impulse so they both fall, still clothed, in the hot wated tub prepared behind them. They don't seem to care, they continue kissing as if the world was about to end, with their clothes soaked and their hair stuck to their heads. Mari's shirt is now transparent, and it is true that she was wearing no bra.

Kyle looks at her small but well shaped breasts, clearly visible under the soaked fabric. He fakes disapproval. “Why don’t you wear a bra?”

Because wet shirts are sexy?, she’s about to reply, but instead she says “What? I wanted to wear comfortable clothes before going to the bath. A good thing, because this way that beautiful lace bra has not been damaged”.

“What about the panties?”

“I’m not wearing those panties”, she teases “Actually… I’m wearing no panties at all”

He grins, delighted, but he doesn’t want to show it, even if his body clearly speaks different. “You damn wicked queen”, he swears.

She just laughs "I thought that would cool you down, but you just made boil the water"

“Then we should get out of here”, he replies hornily, and he pulls back again and rips open her shirt. Then he skims his hand up her stomach and begins circling one breast with a finger.

She protests. "I'll need to buy another one!", but she feels too hot to be angry. Her nipples are now hard and pointy due to the excitation.

“Don’t worry, I’ll buy a new one for you” he whispers at her ear

She licks playfully his ear and whispers back "Make it two" And rips his shirt too

“Ah! Now you just waste your time about my shirt”, he chuckles, licking her ear back.

"Ah you think that's wasting time?", she says while caressing his chest

His gaze held hers, leaving her drowning in the dark pool of his desire as his caress gradually worked inwards, reaching, but not quite touching, the aching, sensitive centre of her breast.

She moans of pleasure but doesn't want to give up easily. She pushes him back into the water, only his head out, while sitting on him, and kisses his lips softly saying "I could make you drown here..."

He gulps “Ah, so you like me drown, huh?”

She plays with his hair "Only if you don't please me"

Perspiration skated her skin. His whisper-soft stroking moved to her other breast

“Ah, maybe I will not please you”

She silences him with a kiss

His mouth claimed hers again, urgently, passionately. His hands skimmed her waist

She catches him with her legs, and threads her fingers through his hair. Her lips have never enough of him.

Then he stroked her, teased her, until the shudders of pleasure became almost too much to bare. At that moment, he lifted her, claiming her in the most basic way possible. He doesn’t take time to take his wet trousers off, he just opens them to release his manhood, ready to be received by her.

She fakes resisting, but desire wins over her. She allows him lift her, and she sits down with a sigh of relief. Her body was aching for this as much as his

He thrust and surges inside her. The pressure built and built

She moves with him, panting at each thrust. She stands up over him, caressing his chest and spreading the soap bubbles over it, making her caresses softer

He chuckle at her move, and kiss her. His kiss became as fierce as his body, then his mouth left hers, and his teeth grazed her neck.

She smiles at the feeling of his teeth and threads again her fingers in his soaked hair, making it go backwards. She pulls a bit to force him leave her neck, and now it's her turn to lick under his chin and his Adam's apple. He groans. She continues, encouraged by his groan, and licks his collarbone, when he pulls her back to kiss her savagely.

Water pours all around the tub and now the floor is soaked, but the lovers don't seem to care about that. They forget about anything around them, just focused on their passionate movements. Then he slides under the water, dragging Mari with him. She chokes for a while, breathless, but she continues kissing him, their hair floating around them. A while after she tries to raise her head back, out of breath, but he holds her gently, his hands on her nape, and shares his breath to help her resist a bit longer. The feeling of being out of breath only makes her more excited and she replies to his kiss pulling him inside her a bit tighter.

Kyle takes her again by the waist. Without releasing her, without stopping the kiss, he raises up on the water, pouring even more of it on the floor, and forces her to lean back until now she's the one who is under him in the water. Still inside her, in this new position he thrusts harder and faster, reading in the rhythm of her pants the proximity of her climax. Her skin is shiny and hot for the water, her hair, a darker shade of red, sticks to her back and curls invitingly around her breasts, and small bits of foam cover her shoulders and cleavage.

He moves his hands up from her waist, holding her under her armpits, while his thumbs play with her nipples. She just scratches his back, still breathless, whispering at his ear "Go on, go on, go on, damn it!". Her hands reach down his butt and she pulls, inviting him to thrust even harder, to ram into her. He obbeys gladly and his dedication is soon rewarded by the now familiar scream of pleasure, followed by the sweet contractions between her tights, which make him shudder of pleasure too. He pushes again, enthusiastically, enthralled by his own feelings, raising tall over her, when the tub suddenly turns over and they fall to the ground pouring all the water, he still over her, still inside her.

For a moment they stop, looking at the disaster, then looking at each other. The blush on their faces, the soaked hair and the bright eyes don't help to take it seriously and finally Kyle decides to ignore everything and kisses her again, hungrily, while his hips start moving, slowly at first, but faster and more demanding a while later. Mari, free to move now that they're out of the tub, puts her legs around his hips and helps him, her hips now in a better position to help him dig a bit deeper, her legs caging him to make this moment last longer. In the meanwhile, her mouth leaves his mouth, and she licks playfuly his chin, his jawline and his ear, biting the lobe and giggling when the bite provokes in him a low growl and a faster pace in his movements. His breath gets also faster and suddenly a sigh and a choke tells her his turn has arrived, feeling again the warm flood of his seed inside her.

He sighs and falls over her, placing short kisses on her face. Then he looks around him and sees the fallen tub and the soaked floor, and chuckles.

"Don't you ever tease me if you want to have a real bath time", he says hoarsely.

</span>She giggles. "Don't you think I had already planned this?", and she hugs him for a while, ignoring the knocks on the door from concerned people outside who have heard the loud noise and are asking if everybody is all right in there.

Rogues are done from behind

Mari was wearing the lingerie ensemble Kyle had given her for Satinalia. She heard him entering the room and standing behind her, but she didn't mind. As if it had no importance, he started stroking her hips, leaning his chin over her shoulder. She stopped looking at herself in the mirror, and closed her eyes, delighted. His hands went down and down, and she finally turned her head back and kissed him. She could feel his desire growing against her back, and sort of guessed what was going to happen.

Her hands reached his and touched them, while he started to take off her black lace panties. He sunk his head on her hair and smelled her. Then his mouth reached her nape and while his hands took her bra off, he bit it softly. like a cat carrying a kitty. She just allowed him to do, feeling in a cuddling mode, and at his bite, she purred.

Kyle felt pleased at his purr, wanting to find more ways to make her do it again.

"And now I've stolen your Satinalia gift", he teased, showing the underwear in his hands.

"I thought it was you who made the gift", she replied. "So you have just taken it back"

He continued stroking his hips, paying no attention. "It's only two weeks to the wedding", Mari remembered. "Aren't you being too impatient?"

"Look who talks. It's that sexy lingerie you wear, it drives me crazy".

"It's your fault. You chose it".

"Why my fault? You mean I chose something I can't resist?"

"Yes", she giggled. "Maybe you should have chosen that ugly, dull underweard they used to give us at the orphanage. Or you would say 'Eurgh. That's too ugly for you, let's take it off NAO'"

"And replace with the beautiful one I have purchased for you", he replied with a spark in his eye.

Mari smiled. "You're very naughty lately. I love it"

"Its your fault, my wicked queen", he grinned. "You made me become a bad guy". But he didn't seem to care about it. He chuckled, pushing her to sit on the bed with a soft kiss, and then he stood to take his own clothes off. She was waiting for him, naked, on the bed. He looked at her, and a wicked idea crossed his mind.

"Lay down over your stomach"

She turned down, obediently. "Are you going to give me a massage?", she purred innocently, while he sat by her side, also naked, and started caressing her back.

"Not exactly", he whispered at her ear with hoarse voice and a dark shine in his eye.

Mari smiled. "I'm yours. Do as you please"

He crawled over the bed and lied over her. "Ah, yes", he said with a grim voice. "You're mine indeed". The tone creeped Mari out, specially when he locked her hands with one of his. Memories of a cell in Denerim came to her mind and the impossibility to move, both for the weight of Kyle over her back, and the locked hands, sended signals of alarm to her brain, which answered sending a different kind of excitation to her body. She gasped when he locked her hands, and tried to release them.

At her movement, he just locked hard her hands and bited her neck, in the sensitive part of her nape.

She groaned and moved her head. She also moved her hips trying to get away from him, but that only seemed to excite him more. She couldn't release herself because he was so much stronger.

He continued biting her, and caged her hips with his legs so she couldn’t move. "You can’t escape from me" he added, still grim.

She hissed and tried to roll over herself to be upside, out of a primal instinct. Kyle growled and used his weight to prevent her to turn upside, and tried to put his member between her legs. She felt crushed, and tried to crawl to escape. When she noticed his intentions, she moved, trying to make it difficult for him to penetrate her.

He decided to pull her hands on the back of her, and lock them with one hand of him, so he could help himself to point in the right direction with the other. She froze for a moment when she felt it, then she closed her legs as much as she can.

He didn't resist, he just dug more firmly the way to go between her thighs, and growled at Mari, noticing satisfied that, despite her protests, she was all wet, ready to receive him.

She growled back, but her growl broke as soon as he got into her and made her squeal, both of fury and pleasure. She leant her head back and arched her back.

"Shhh! Easy...easy...", he whispered, still in a wicked mode. Then he made her hands lie on the bed, let his weight fall over her completely and started moving softly while he licked her ear.

She surrended for a while, her hips moving against her will at the same time. She couldn't avoid a sigh of pleasure, and unwillingly separated a bit her legs to allow him a better reach.

He breathed at her ear: "Good girl" with tease voice, as his moves became firmer one by one.

She turned her head at his face and kissed him, biting his lips strong. He panted and bit her lower lip too. Then he let her hands on the pillow, still locked them with one hand, and the left hand slid to her breast. At the movement, she tried again to release her hands

 
"Ah-ha!! Dont do that, love. Not fun", he groaned, holding them tighter.

She just hissed again, though this had already became a game for her too.

"Objection? huhu. Nah, just be good, don’t make me want to punish you more", he said, and at the same time, he made a rough, much stronger movement. She gasped receiving it, close to climax.

Kyle enjoyed the sound satisfied. She started panting faster and higher and followed his movements with her hips. She started shouting "More, more, more!"

He pressed her breast quickly, and stopped her shouts with his mouth while he moved more and more faster. She tried to reply to his kiss but she couldn't, a she reached a climax and screamed.

He bit her lips and lick her nape, while he still continued thrusting  "Not yet..."

She lowered a bit her head, letting all the hair fall over the pillow, trying to catch back her breath. Then she looked at him, her eyes shinning between the hair, and hissed: "You won this time"

He laughed arrogant. "Now my good girl has surrended, huh?". He kissed her lips hungry and made even stronger moves, being now his time to come. She replied to the kisses, at the same time he reached his climax.

When it was over, he sighed, and laid over her with all his weight, still touching her breast. She sighed too, and moved a bit to avoid all the weight so she could lie a bit by his side, but he didn't let her do so, still controlling her with his weight. He embraced her and kissed her back. She resisted a bit, but not very much, and couldn't help but purr.

"Now who's been a bad boy, huh?", she asked.

"Mmmmm, you are a good teacher. I admit it's your fault" he teased, and continued kissing down and down

She made a wicked smile "Maybe next time you'll need to tie me to the bed".

"Ah that you suggest, not me" he grinned

"Ah but you may need your hands for.. Other things"

He pressed her breast from behind strongly. She moaned a bit

"Other things hmm.... like what?.... can you describe it?" he sort of winked, and licked her back.

She didn't speak, just took his hand and led it to her groin, leaving it there, just touching.

He smiled wickedly and, ignoring her meaning, he held her hips, pulled them up to reach better, and put both his finger and his member into her while still holding them.

She gasped, and smiled too "Uh, oh, ready again, my mighty warrior?"

"Yeah!!!", he said arrogantly. "If you can’t stand it, just say aloud, I will stop". He rubbed his nose on her back and nuzzled, and began to move.

She giggled, all excited again, and moved too "Let's see who surrenders now", and turned her head back to kiss him hungrily. He kissed back, sucked and bit her tongue lightly, stopping just to say: "Ah ah, you will lose again, my girl". And he thrust and caressed her pleassure button with his hand at same time. With a sigh, she stood up on four legs to make him easier to move and whispered: "Ah, but losing a battle doesn't mean losing the war"

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He approved at her position, now his other hand was free to touch her stomach. He thrust like hungry, then he touched her nipple, and played with it. She gasped at each thrust, sweating.

"—if you think you can handle it again.” His voice was as flat as his expression, only betrayed by his movements.

She could hardly reply, but she managed to groan: "If you stop I kill you"

"I won't stop until you say surrender", he said, taking a deep breath.

She just shoook her head "Do you really think I will surrender?" She turned her head and bit his neck

He groaned. His gaze swept down her lush form, and longing surged through his veins. Then he decided the movement should be more stronger than faster. Meanwhile, she continued by his neck to his ear and bit softly.

"Ah the kitty revenge huh", he said with huskily voice. She meow

This was more than desire, more than mere lust. This was need. And he kissed her to prevent her from saying any words and taste her. She also acknowledged the need in her. She moved at his same pace, spinning also a bit her hips so the movement was more complete and reached deeper inside her. She bit his lips, almost making them bleed.

He grimaced but he felt excited at the taste of his blood, then he bit her back, while moving more and more stronger, reaching deep inside her. He wanted her, there was no denying.

She reached down with her hand; she touched herself and him at the same time. She was moaning of pleasure, making short funny noises, trying not to reach the climax too soon, trying to be the one to win the challenge this time.

He leant forward and kissed her sweet mouth—softly, seductively, and held her hand to make them in where it need to be. Pleasure grew deep inside her, feeling the warmth and love and hunger of her response. Finally she screamt again, unable to resist longer: "Ohmakerohmakerohmaker". And she relaxed suddenly, almost lifeless. Kyle let her fall down on the bed, even if he had not reached his climax yet, and looked lovingly at her blushed cheeks. "I love you more this way", he whispered.

She leant on her side, now released of his grip, free of his weight. As her body leapt to life, he made a sound that was almost a growl and turned around, pulling her into his arms. Then he was kissing her as if his very life depended on it, and whatever slivers of control she'd had were totally and irreparably smashed by the force of it. By the passion behind it.

His hands seemed to be everywhere, urgent yet gentle, leaving her shuddering with pleasure and yet aching for more. He kissed her, caressed her, until need, deep and primal, rushed through her, and all she could think about was getting him inside, feeling him fill her, complete her.

She pushed him onto his back and climbed on top, claiming him in the most basic way possible. He groaned, his hands sliding to her hips, pressing her down harder.

Then they began to move, and thought became impossible. All she could do was savor the sensations flowing through her. There was nothing slow, nothing gentle, about this lovemaking. It was all passion and heat and desperation

The fever burning between them became a furnace that made breathing difficult, and deep inside the pleasure built, until her whole body burned with the need for release. She clung to him, clung to that edge

Then pleasure spiraled beyond her control, and her climax hit, the convulsions stealing her breath and tearing a strangled sound from her throat. He came a heartbeat later, his body slamming into hers, the force of it echoing through every fiber of her being.

Once the shudders had subsided, she leaned forward and gently kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her in place as he lengthened the kiss.

Breaking the bed

They happy couple come back from Highever with great news for all their friends. Preparatives are made, and the wedding is going to be held in a few weeks. Mari has with her most of the invitations Lirya helped her to fill, and she and her fiancee start the task of giving them to the people they want to have at the chapel, sharing with them their happiest moment.

When Kyle gives her the cardboard, Melissa looks at it, shocked. She didn't expect it. She smiles with bright eyes and thanks her friend, jumping over him to hug him. Kyle replies kissing her on the cheek. When the short Rivain jumps down back to the ground, giggling, Kyle turns his head to see Mari watching at them, with an expression between furious and funny. She seems to want to make sure it is *just* a friendly hug/kiss.

“Why do you look at me like that?” he says, amused. “I’m doing nothing to make you worry nah”

“What? Can't I watch you? Act as if I were not here”. She's definitely teasing him and he knows it.

“Pssst!!!! You appear here, how can I act as if you weren't there?”, he says, coming closer to her, and, holding her by the waist, he licks Mari’s nose in a playful mood. Mari wipes her nose and giggles.

“You bad guy, you do this on purpose! Now it's war!!!”, and jumps over him and starts to tickle.

Kyle laughs like crazy: “Whoa whoa! I'm not doing it on purpose! You misunderstand!" but he continues licking Mari’s nose and ears.

Mari swoons when he licks her hears. "Ah, that's cheating!" and she kisses his lips.

Kyle kisses Mari back, taking his time to enjoy it, and laughs at her swoon "I’m not cheating, my love" Then he starts tickling Mari

Mari giggles: “You do cheat!! I was off guard!!” And she strikes back tickling too.

“Ah, ah... you're never off guard”, he chuckles, touching Mari’s hip and legs

"Yes, I am when you touch my ears!" She stops tickling and starts caressing his back. "Won't Melissa feel a bit embarrassed?” she whispers at his ear

“Nah, Melissa knows what the best is for her”. Kyle winks and breaths at the neck of Mari. Though the fact is that Melissa's been gone a while ago, but none of them seem to care. "Or she will enjoy the scene", he whispers. “Especially if we do risky things, right now", and he slowly starts to unbutton Mari’s shirt.

Mari closes her eyes. "You're right; let her watch if she wants". She lets him take her shirt off while she takes his scarf away and starts kissing his collarbones. But he stops before it’s too late, leaving only her cleavage open. He smells Mari's breast and whisper: “Or you want a private moment? Because my next move will be...” and ads with an evil chuckle: “You know what I mean, right my love?!”

Mari feels playful: “You will dare to continue here, where everybody can see me without my shirt on? I challenge you!!” She is red of excitement, while she caresses his back sliding her fingers under his shirt

“pfft. No way I’ll continue here. And I don’t like anybody to see you shirtless but me. Don’t challenge me, my bad kitty”.

Mari chuckles and shows her tongue to him: “I knew it!”

Kyle kisses Mari and carries her to their room so he can do which Mari likes. On their way, she hides her face in his neck and licks there to tickle him. He hugs her tight as only answer. He reaches the bedroom, opens the door, closes it behind them, and turns back a moment to lock it, still with the light elf on his strong arms. Then he leaves her gently on the bed and starts taking off her clothes, this time for real.

"Oooh, so you lock the door... am I your prisoner?", she replies mischievously, allowing him to take her clothes off, while she’s busy kissing him.

“Prisoner?!!! Pffft!!!", he scowls. He takes off his shirt and continues kissing her.

"Prisoner because I don't want to leave" Mari teases between kisses.

“Well..... You know you can unlock it easy....” Kyle caresses Mari's legs

“But you can make me not to want to unlock it... or find another way to keep me here”, she replies with a wicked smile, while she kisses his neck and shoulders

"Keeping you here is easier than that", says Kyle smiling mischievously too. He rubs her back and kisses her stomach. Then he goes down, under her stomach, to touch her groin

Mari moans of pleasure and sinks her nails in his back. She softly forces him closer to her.

"See? You have me prisoner of my desire for you", she whispers.

Kyle smiles victorious and raises his head to whisper at Mari's ear: “See what?!! I see that you enjoy it, right?" Then his hand goes slowly to her underwear

Mari takes his hand and whispers: “Not so fast” And she puts his hand over her breast while she breaths over his ear

Kyle breaths and tremble: "Ohh". He licks Mari ear and down to her breast. His right hand presses Mari's breast, while he start kissing and sucking her breast like a big baby. His left hand goes down to touch her hips.

"Satisfied now?"

Mari moans, speechless. She threads her fingers on his hair, holding his head tight, while she caresses the back of his legs with her own legs.

"You know how to make me happy", she finally says, with hoarse voice.

Kyle keeps his mouth upon her breast, teeth raking over the nipple, tongue teasing in a manner, while Mari lets him do, eyes closed, arched back, fast breath. After a while she moves to change the pose and be the one to lick his collarbones and chest muscles.

Kyle gasps for breath. His hands move down the front of her body, stroking and caressing every inch of her skin, holding her in place. Pulling her to him, he roughly slams his lips onto hers.

Mari moans with pleasure. She opens her mouth to receive his and bites his lips softly, while her hands go to his trousers and start unbuttoning them. Kyle groans too. With heavy breathing, he starts touching Mari's panties and slowly takes them off. Meanwhile, Mari takes his trousers off without stopping kissing him, and then she struggles to take off his underwear too. She's sweating and panting.

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"Are you sure?" he asks, sweating and panting too. They had never gone that far. And it is only two weeks until the wedding day.

Mari whispers at his ear: "I've always been sure. And you?". She breathes heavily too. He takes off Mari panties completely. His hand goes down to her. She gasps when she feels his hand and reaches down with her own hand too.

"Honey, I think I am the one who ask the questions here." Gently, the warrior pushes his finger in and buries his nose in his lover's hair. He moans at the wetness and feels his own control slipping away, almost completely.

Mari gasps when she feels his finger inside her and bites her lips not to squeal. Unable to speak, she just sighs and uses her legs to pull Kyle's body closer to hers, while she rubs his back and waist.

He hears Mari's little gasp and the aching down his lower half became unbearable. Maker, give him strength. The warrior waits a little before adding another finger, while trying to be as gentle as possible. Kyle presses his lips to Mari's forehead and nose. "Relax", he breathes softly on her skin, throughoutly enjoying the torturous sensation of smooth thighs sliding along his hip and little fingers caressing his back.

Mari is sweating and breathing in short pants, she starts to move her hips at the rhythm of his fingers. She feels his pain and tries to control herself too, enough to grasp his head and kiss him as if she were going to eat his lips. She stops to catch her breath and whispers "Go ahead. You want it as much as I do". It's now or never, she knows it.

Kyle kisses back desperately, grunting, biting and slipping his tongue inside his lover's mouth. Breaking up the kiss, he grins at Mari's expression, then slide down until he is face to face with her womanhood. Keeping the little elf in place with a firm grip on both of her ankles, Kyle slides his tongue inside Mari and shudders slightly as he tastes Mari's sweetness for the first time.

Mari tries to resist faintly but her body doesn't obey to her, she instinctively raises her hips to give him a better access, her knees close around his head to catch him and don't let him go away. She grips the sheets, arches her back, and after a few moments she screams of pleasure, her mind a explosion of fireworks.

Kyle loosens his grip on Mari's legs as he feels the little elf trembles slightly. Unable to help himself, Kyle slides his tongue between her thighs. His tongue burns over her skin, as he tries to reach every crook and crevices possible, between her inner thigh, under her knee, up between her toes. Kyle smiles as he gives each of Mari's toes a tender kiss. "Was the appetizer to your liking, my lady?"

Mari sighs deeply to catch her breath back and slowly her mind comes to normality. She focuses her eyes to see Kyle down there playing with her legs and his tongue tickles her and makes her giggle. She enjoys both the feeling and seeing him, messed hair and mischievous look in his eye. At his final question she makes a wicked smile and says: "Actually it made me crave for a main dish".

She gets up and pushes him down in the bed, kissing him on the lips and slowly getting down his neck and chest, while her hands go down to his crotch and start caressing. She licks down his neck and takes her time kissing and licking his chest, but going one step down his body each time. In the meanwhile, her fingers stroke and caress, making sure he's still ready for her…

Kyle barely have time to blush at Mari's answer before he is pushed down on the bed. Mari's soft lips are on his, tempting him to press forward and take them between his teeth and enjoy the sweetness. Then Mari's hand is stroking him and, Maker, where did she learnt to do that? He grunts, distracted, allowing the pleasure to weaken his body. He giggles  as Mari give his neck a little lick, vaguely reminded him of a kitten. Then the warrior feels his lover's tongue moving down toward his painfully obvious desire. Kyle swallows, suddenly unable to take his eyes off Mari.

Step by step, Mari kisses his abdominal muscles, and licks mischievously  inside his belly buttom. She caresses his manhood with the palm of her hand, up and down, still gently. She giggles when the hair under his tummy tickles her nose, and when she finally reaches her goal, she kisses it softly before licking it like a cat.

Mari raises her head slightly to watch his reaction, while licking, kissing and swallowing. He's staring at her, sweating, both shocked and delighted. An unspoken question in his eye: "Where did you learn to do that?", but no strenght to speak it aloud. Mari enjoys her candy, she feels like a cat with a toy. But now she has gone so far, she doesn't want to stop there. She wonders how will he react, if he will expect it. And finally, she makes up her mind and decides to act.

She slides up towards him, still touching him with the warm skin between her breasts, then with her tender belly, finally with the soft fur between her legs. She kisses his lips gently and whispers: “This is my choice”, and gets up partially to sit over his crotch, letting him get inside her with a moan. She knows he wanted to wait to the honeymoon, but she just can't, and for the way his desire pulses, she knows he's ready to take the step. His mind may not want yet, but his body does. Who cares about the wedding? It's only a couple of weeks after all. And anyway, there's no way back.

He freezes for a moment. How can she do that? She knows he wanted to wait, he didn't expect her to give herself so easily. A slight feeling of anger fights his desire, but he has not enough willpower to resist, because he wishes it as much as she does. So he just holds his breath and grabs her legs, a part of his mind saying it is to keep her away, but the truth is that he's holding her to keep her there. They can argue about it later.

Mari bites her lips for a moment. There's a short flash of pain, the pain of the first time, but it is soon replaced by a feeling of completion, and a chill runs through her spine when she starts to move softly her hips. She leans her head back, letting all her red hair cover her back and his legs, while she closes her eyes and purrs of complete satisfaction, feeling how, finally, he accepts his instinct and starts moving too, following her rhythm.

Kyle finally surrenders to his feelings and, gripping her waist to keep her in place, rolls over her on the bed with a hoarse roar. He sinks his face on her neck, whispering her name like a prayer, holding her hips, her waist, her face, while his hips push and ram deeper and deeper inside her. Mari moves her hips too, but now it’s him who beats the time. Suddenly his movements touch something inside her, and Mari rolls her eyes up and reaches a new climax, sinking her nails on his arms and begging him not to stop yet.

Kyle feels her body trembling and the way she gets tighter around him tells him what has happened. Unable to control it anymore, he lets himself go, bursting inside her. He then falls over her body, defeated, not sure if he had won or lost a battle, trying to catch his breath back.  Mari just hugs him, not bothered by his weight, kissing softly his cheek and stroking his hair, both of them panting and sweating, both of them speechless for a while.

He finally rolls down to his right and lies on the bed, staring sweetly at her, softly caressing her hair. She also looks at him, and smiles warmly. Her eyes sparkle, her cheeks are still red, her hair is a copper mess, and that just makes her more adorable. No words are needed. They just let themselves getting lost in the eyes of the other.

Jealousy

We’ve made another stopover at the Merry Mabari. It was where everything started and I guess that’s why we can’t lodge in another single place. And there’s also a chance to meet old friends, like our beloved Adri and Tegnar.

Bad timing. The group isn’t there, maybe involved in one of their quests or something. But it seems Dorian has chosen this same time to come back (wherever he has left his pregnant fiancée I don’t know and I don’t care) and he’s bragging around scoring the beauty of the present ladies. Kyle and I glance standing at the counter, not wanting to get involved, but the past always comes back and I can’t avoid being rated too. All right, I can’t complain. I’m in the first places.

“Seems Dorian had got more than a crush on me”, I mumble, slightly amused.

“More than a crush??” Kyle asks, and I feel a note of jealousy in his voice. A part of me likes it.

“Hey!” I laugh, “he gives me a 8,5 over ten. That's rather good”

Kyle snorts. “You lose against Raven”

“But I’m over all the rest, except whoever that Lilly is, Raven and Faelin. Not bad at all. And”, I sigh, “it is true that Raven has better boobs”

“Okay, I approve of Raven boobs”, Kyle smirks, giving the dark haired girl an appreciative look from where we are. I glare at him, and he whistles as if he wasn’t looking.

I stick my tongue at him. "You'll have to get used to mine. Look it on the bright side, they won't hang down when I'm forty"

"Oh, what were you saying?" he rolls his eyes and dances on his feet, as if he wasn’t listening. It makes me laugh, so I try to pinch his ass. But he turns fast and dodges, sending his greedy hands direct to my chest. I pretend to dodge too, but who want I fool? I like when he does that, so I allow him to grab my breasts. Maybe not big, but they’re his to enjoy. He gives me a pervert smile and I reply with my special catface.

"Now what?" I say looking at his hands, while he grips my boobies delighted. I must be smiling like an idiot, so I put my hands on my hips to look more serious. "Seems you got a prize... not the bigger one, but rather a good one"

"Are you sureeee?" he rubs his forehead against mine and taps my tits with his fingers.

I close my eyes, enjoying the moment. His single touch makes my hair go up. "That is you who should judge" I purr.

"What if I prefer...?" he just lets the words drop in the air, glancing at the other girls.

I look up, confused, all my self-confidence gone in a second, moving my eyes nervously. "Bigger ones?” I finish his phrase. I breathe deeply. "If that's what you want, go and try". Then I grab his hands away from my chest. "But not touching if you're not going to buy it!" I say, pretending to tease, even if suddenly everything is cold around me.

"You wish is my command" he jokes too, and turns his body to the girls, just as if he was serious and he’s going to do it. He’s probably not. How could he? He’s a married man. He’s my husband. But I feel terrified inside. What if he’s serious? What if he’s tired of my flat, boy like chest, and wants something bigger to grip? I bite my lips, and step back, rubbing my own forearms nervously.

"All right? Which one?” I encourage him, not sure about why I do it if my heart aches. He stares to Faelin and then to Raven. The girls are chatting together, maybe embarrassed about Dorian’s statements, which have caused a bit of fuss at the tavern, so he can address both of them at the same time if he wants. Damn it. Faelin’s also got such a beautiful red hair… And Raven looks a bit like Lindy. What if…?

I scratch my head, trying to take those ideas get out of my mind, but say nothing. Just move back and rest my body against the wall, looking at him, hoping nothing in my attitude betrays my fear to lose him. I’m probably failing, of course.

He just shrugs as if he had not noticed my concern, and goes to flirt the girls. I shake my head and turn my back to him, not wanting to see anymore. Please, please Maker, let him be just teasing me, let him not be serious. I go back to the counter and order an ale. I can’t drink a sweet cider now. I need something bitter and strong, like my feelings right now.

I overhear Kyle greeting the girls friendly, but the words are eaten by the chattering noise of the tavern. And suddenly, just when my ale is served, he sneaks behind me and tickles me suddenly.

“Boo” he whispers at my ear, making me jump out of my seat and spill all the ale. When I see who he is, I glomp on him and hug him tight, not saying a word.

He pats my back with one hand. The other, Maker blesses him, is tapping my butt. I feel much better now.

"They did reject you, eh?" I tease, but my voice breaks a bit

He smiles. "No!!"

"No?" I try to smile, even if my heart still aches. "Then it seems their boobs weren't so great when you looked at them closer?"

He seems satisfied by my reaction, because he smiles warmly and points at my chest. "I like these boobs"

I smile faintly and grab them up. "These? Glad you prefer quality over quantity" I add, my mood improving a bit more.

His eyes are definitely looking at my tits instead of glance other, and I feel stupidly happy because of that. He finally says with a soft tone "Oh, come on! I was making a test"

"Oh? Which kind of test?" I say putting my hands back on my hips

"To see if you would..." he eyes the other girls, then goes back to me, and pinches sneakily my butt "…get jealous" he whispers in my earlobe, blowing a bit there.

I breathe so deep my chest for once almost looks like Raven's. "Well. You got it" I say, melting at his blow. "I did. I almost die”. Then I embrace him again. "Now tell me you won't do it again", and suddenly I can’t control myself anymore and start sobbing.

He kisses my ear, then trails to my face, softly. “How can you die without me?” he whispers, biting my lower lips

"Because I just can't live without you", I say, my voice muffled by his shoulder. Why on earth did I react this way? I should have known he was joking but… even so… the only thought of him leaving me… even as a joke… I move back, wipe my nose. I’m behaving like an idiot. Nobody wants a person as clingy as me. So I feel the urge to make things clear.

"I... I don't want to cage you...” I tell him, each word a dart inside my heart “If... If you ever want to leave, I will let you go...” Because it is true. I don’t want to keep him by my side against his will. That wouldn’t work. I only want him to be happy. But I feel my eyes full of tears at the single thought of it, and I swallow, barely aware that he’s licking my nose in a playful mood. "But that will kill me" I have to add softly. "More accurately than a knife"

He squeezes my hands tight, feeling my discomfort. I sob again, and try to smile. Damn it, I’m making it sound even worse. "I... I don't mean... it's not a threat, it's... just a fact", I try to arrange it, but I think I’ve failed. I take a hand away to wipe my eyes. "I'm acting like a stupid, am I not?” I finally say.

"Wounds of the mind and heart are more painful than those of the body", he says serious, staring at me. “The fact of life."

I nod, remembering Lindy. "You know better than me". He runs his hand in my hair, stroking it, and kisses me between the brows. I wipe my tears with my forearm. "I'm... I'm sorry. I must sound so selfish..."

"Because we all have feelings that make us different from things which have not a soul. And we all are allowed be selfish", he adds, comforting me. I embrace myself, embarrassed. "Don’t feel guilty for wanting something to last forever" he perks a brow and hugs me softly.

"I don't know... I only know I love you so much, it hurts", I sob, burying my face in his chest.

"Sorry to make you cry. My fault", he whispers, sniffing my hair.

I shake my head. "No... I should have trusted you". I force myself to smile and raise up my head from the embrace. "I should have known you were teasing... All right, I knew it, but... I should have trusted that you wouldn't go so far. I over reacted."

"It's okay!!", he says, obviously satisfied with himself. Seems my reaction pleased him, after all. Then he starts humming a lullaby for me, and I my heart warms. So much that I decide to pinch his butt to show him. He tries to dodge, but it’s too late, and he laughs.

“You want private time, eh?” he says with a wicked smile.

I smirk "You don't even have to ask"

"So your answer is always yes" he wiggles his brows.

My smile becomes wider, my concerns flying away "Of course"

"Prepared for rough love?" he whispers, making my private parts melt only with his voice.

"Of course" I repeat hoarsely, eyes sparkling.

He bats his eyelashes with mine. "So what are you waiting for?” he says tapping my buttock in front of everybody, licking his lips like ready to eat me in his mind. To think he was so shy when we first met!!!! How could I want to keep his innocence? I prefer his unleashed perviness a thousand times better!!!

"Me? Just for you to be ready!". Once the magic words have been casted, I grab his hands and lead him to our room, desire burning inside me. I shiver in anticipation while walking quicker upstairs. "You better hurry or I'll rape you right here"

"Do it!!" he provokes me with laughter, while I pull his arm to force him enter the room, and push him over the bed so I can jump over him. But he looks at me from the bed and makes a “slow down” gesture with his hand.

"Keep calm and show me your tits", he says, bossy. And those words and the way he commands me make my knees tremble.

I stop suddenly, tilt my head and stare at him. "Mmh, things change fast here", I whisper, starting to unbutton my shirt slowly. Let’s make the fun last. "Still wanting to compare?", I add, amused.

He slaps my hips, excited. "Compare what?! I’m enjoying the beautiful sight here"

"Shh, you said I should keep calm, so don't try to hurry me" I say, getting up of the bed and giving my back to him. Only then I take my shirt off. Then I turn back to face him, arms crossed over my chest. "Now. Ask for it politely", I say, playing the hard to get.

He whistles. "Ohh hoho. Nope". With a wicked face, he grips his hands on my wrist, forcing me to open my arms. I try to resist, but he finally manages to get what he wants. I can’t help but smile, feeling terribly excited at his fake rudeness. "You want it, you take it, eh?"

"I do what i want!", he says huskily, and sinks his face in my chest to chew my tits. Oh Maker, I’m clay in this man’s hands! I lean my head back and moan, trying to resist faintly putting my hands on his shoulders, but actually unable to do it. He growls wild.

"Now show me your butt", he commands, slapping my ass and getting back to watch.

I move back. "Mmh... Make me!", I provoke him.

"Or you want me to shapeshift?" he sticks out his tongue

I narrow my eyebrows. "You won’t dare!", even if a small part of my wonders how would it be to be in bed with his animal self. I shake the thought out of my mind and start unbuttoning my trousers.

"Go on" he smirks, moving his hips up to touch me, and sending shivers all through my skin. Even so, I feel rebellious, so I take my trousers off deliberately slowly, while he stares at my body with desire. And finally I kick them away, still wearing my panties. The Orlesian lace ones. I hope he appreciates it.

Then I turn back and point my butt to him. "Are you satisfied, mylord?". He pulls the lace and lets it splash on my skin. "Ouch" I complain faintly.

"What about this?" he raises a brow. “You left something on”. He slaps my buttock hard, like a punishment for my audacity, but then he leans to kiss the side of my butt. It makes me groan and arch my back, so I obey, putting my thumbs under the lace of my panties, and turn to look at him.

"Down?", I ask glancing at him. He nods, waiting for me to do it, so I pull my panties down softly, with the intention to throw them back to his face. But he gives me not time. As soon as he has a glimpse of my naked buttocks and what hides between them, he grabs my butt, pulls me closer to him and starts kissing, hungry. The lace panties slip from my hands while a moan of delight escapes from my lips. I let myself fall onwards on my hands, standing on four legs in front of him, so I can look back at him under my loose red hair, which cascades before my eyes. I feel his tongue explore my inner secret places, and then climb up to tease around my ass, and with a slap in my legs which breaks the spell and makes things more exciting at the same time, he goes back to suck inside me for a while, making me feel in heaven. I groan at his slaps, but my hips move against my will under the magic of his tongue.

Suddenly he steps back, making me hiss disappointed, and licks his lips in a perverted way. “Now show me how this dance", and slaps my hips.

"Dance?", I groan, swinging my hips softly towards him.

“Continue” he says hoarsely. I see the bulk growing slowly under his trousers, and I sit over it, rocking my hips, so I rub my naked intimacies against it, feeling it pulse and grow harder under the touch. I see him smiling wide by the corner of my eye, and he gets up to kiss my nape.

"That fabric in the middle, doesn't it disturb you?", I ask a bit mischievously.

"Not much", he mumbles lazy, and pinches my hips softly.

"It will soon" I threaten, increasing my rhythm. I open my legs wider around his hips, and I’m sure he can feel each fold of my skin rubbing over the fabric. I groan at the single thought, as I realize the flesh under his trousers has reached its complete size. He realizes it too, and with a fast movement, he pulls his trousers down, releasing it free. I can’t help but smile widely when I see it.

He sits down. "Try again. This time without fabric"

I nods, feeling terribly wicked, and sit again over his crotch, back to him, so he still can see my butt. I grab his member with my hands and lead it inside myself softly, out of need, with a deep sigh, but he stops me.

"Not like that " he groans, withdrawing it and holding my waist up. I protest a bit… I need him so badly!! But I obey and get up.

"What now?"

"Do like you did before I took the trousers down”. He stares at me. “I don’t have such a hurry to get in"

I nod, slightly disappointed. "All right", and start the movement again, feeling his skin against my skin, resisting the urge to getting him inside me, feeling empty. But the need has its own appeal and I feel my body juices making the rubbing softer and warmer, and finally I start moaning of pleasure again.

"That... like that... good" he speaks, satisfied, and grips my breasts from behind, pinching and twisting them. That makes me move faster, biting my lips, enjoying it to the point that when he suddenly moves to enter my vagina completely, it takes me by surprise and I can only groan in anticipation. I feel my body fitting warmly and tight around him, ready to receive him for quite a while ago, and I sigh deeply at the filling delight, rocking my hips again. He pushes inside me, and pulls my body back, so my back leans on his chest, and holding the pose he pumps firmly, making me squeal both of surprise and pleasure. I relax my light weight over him so he can get deeper, and he raises his legs between mine and catches them, caging me there and making his movements ruder. I like when he does it rough, so I groan louder and, with a smile, I lean back my head over his shoulder and reach his ear with my teeth.

"Nice" he comments, breathing hard. And shortly after, he spins me, moving me like a doll, still inside me, on our sides, so he rides me more easily. I put my upper leg over his hips, pulling him deeper, and turn my head back to kiss his lips. He claims my mouth, thrusting at the same time, and I can feel the sweat in his body, in his forehead. I guess I’m sweating too, and I feel my hair like a red mess over my eyes, but I don’t care, and I grab his hands forcing his arms around my body. He smiles during the kiss, and lowers one of his hands to grab my stomach, while the other kneads my breast. I feel the waves of pleasure up from my crotch to my mouth, and I know they will soon become screams, so I focus on eat his mouth to muffle them, but he retires it to bite my earlobe, sucking it and going over to the tip of my elven ear, and I shake it, releasing a short squeal and gripping his hand, sinking my nails in his skin.

"Lower your voice, sweetheart, or the others will think we are arguing" he teases me, keeping the pumping movement inside me. I barely can control my voice.

"They will... think... I caught you cheating on me… " I manage to say with a smile

"Oh... what a surprise", he laughs. "I don’t know if they can believe..."

I try to say something more but another squeal avoids me to do it, and he takes advantage to spin me over again, so now I’m underneath him, all his weight caging me, his hips gone wild, his mouth biting my nape like the panther he sometimes become, scratching my stomach and my arm with his hands. I can’t resist anymore, and I scream my pleasure out, enjoying him getting wild. I shake under him, trying to cage him with my legs, while my body trembles and shivers as the pleasure goes through my spine. He roars, making my hair go up, while making a last thrust, staying inside there a second and then withdrawing. I moan, I still need him inside, while my body continues shaking, waves of pleasure still moving through my limbs. Like feeling my plea he gets in quickly, but gets out again, enjoying the torture. I sink the face in the sheets, growling, and try to catch him between my buttocks, then he stops teasing me and gets back, riding me harder and harder. I groan again, retaking the pleasure even at a higher point, and release a louder scream, so he grabs my hips close to him, and gets stuck inside me. My hips get their own life and move faster without me controlling them, spinning and rocking, trying to squeeze all the pleasure possible from his manhood, and soon he follows my steps. I realize I’m making short screams again, but I can’t stop, pleasure now increased because of the teasing, and finally I feel forced to release that loud, longer scream he has learnt to recognize as the culminating moment of my orgasm. I collapse over the mattress as if I were dead, breathing heavily.

Faintly, I feel him reaching the top of his pleasure too, and he falls over me, pinching softly my cheeks, amused. Then he slowly gets out of me, and trails down my back and my arms with kisses, until he reaches the warm, still trembling spot between my thighs, and replaces his manhood with a kiss too. I purr, glancing at him under my mess of hair. How can he be so sweet? I try to reach his face with my hand, and he makes a muffle sound, still kissing all the sensitive places between my legs, which makes me giggle.

"Kitty has an opinion?", he mumbles inside my skin, looking at me. I moan, moving my hand closer to his face, but say nothing… my senses are focused in his tongue, licking again from bottom to top of my skin folds. Suddenly his mouth abandons that place to try to catch my hand with his cheek, so I chuckle again, stroking his cheeks and looking at him lovingly.

"Does my face have something which makes you laugh?", he whispers, rubbing his cheek at my palm.

I smile tenderly. "I could stare at you forever"

He kisses my palm warmly, and crawls up back until we are at the same level, so he can nuzzle my neck. Then I put a leg over his hips and embrace his torso, sinking my face in his chest.

"I'm reconsidering what I said before. I think I'm going to cage you and never let you go"

"Sshhhh, can you cage me?", he asks, like doubting, marking more kisses on my neck.

"I can try" I shrug, and grab him tighter with my leg. "I can't allow one of those hookers to take you away from me", I add, half teasing, half serious.

"But you know, girls don’t like stupid guys like me. So why should you care?", he yawns. I stroke his face tenderly. When will he accept he deserves all the love I give to him? That he could get the love of any girl he’d like, only if he tried?

"You mean I'm stupid for liking you?", I tease him.

"Pffttt, I don’t mean that", he protests.

I make a half smile. "Well, if you're stupid, I am stupid too". Suddenly he changes strategy and tickles me. I laugh, and shake. "Hey, you're cheating"

"It's fair". He makes a move as if he was going to bite my palm, so I take advantage and pinch his nose.

"Hey!". He stops in middle way. "You want me to stop talking" I laugh.

He groans an objection. "Because I can’t win in a conversation"

I laugh again "But this way you always win"

"Only with you". He snuggles in my chest like a baby

I embrace him and purr. "Because you rule in my heart" I whisper.

"So do you" he replies from my chest. I feel full of tenderness, and smile, holding him closer and kissing his hair softly.

"Glad to know", I whisper.

"Mommy, let me sleep", he jokes. I nod, kiss his forehead again and hum a lullaby. "Mommy, you singing is...". He stirs, and licks my chest. I stop for a moment.

"So bad, eh?" I joke.

"Gotcha!!" he replies amused, sucking my tit.

I sigh, pretending to be offended. "All right, then you'll have to hum for yourself"

He closes eyes and enjoys my nipples. "Continue, I love to hear more"

But the feeling of his lips in my breast makes me purr. "I will sing even more out of tune if you continue doing that"

"Continue, please" he turn out, using that begging tone he used to do in past. I can’t but surrender, even if he continues licking up and down my tit, not releasing it yet. I sigh, and continue humming, and I feel him embracing me, curling and softly falling asleep, purring faintly. I continue stroking his hair and humming until he's asleep, and I close my eyes too, feeling all my love for him fill my heart…