She looked into his eyes, her own clouded with desire. “Show me more”, she breathed as she rubbed his crotch suggestively. With a pleasure filled groan, Cynric ran his hands underneath the cuirass she wore, sliding it off before lifting her and carrying her to a soft, grassy spot. He gently lowered her to the ground, covering her body with his own and engaging her in another duel of the tongues. Her hands roamed his chest, slipping underneath his cuirass and over his shoulders as she slid it off to run her hands over his back. When she reached between them, pulling at the strings of his pants, he broke the kiss to pull away, sitting back on his haunches. He allowed her to untie his pants and slide them, along with his underpants, down his hips, before he kicked them off all the way. He quickly unbuckled his boots and kicked them off too as he kneeled over her, one leg on either side of her thighs.
She sat up, one hand behind her on the ground to support her weight, the other trailing over his hip, to his navel, dusting down the fine line of hair until it finally brushed over his straining cock. He hissed out a breath at the intensity of the contact. She pulled her hand away immediately, fearing she had somehow hurt him. He placed a soft kiss to her forehead and took her hand, guiding it back to his rock hard member. She looked at him, uncertainly as he guided her hand around his member, and showed her how to rub him. After a few guided strokes, she took over and he leaned down suckling on her earlobe and moving down her neck to the sensitive crook of her neck. His low, pleasure filled moans drove her on and her strokes became a little harder, a little faster, and then her finger brushed over the tip. He bucked against her hand, groaning in pleasure.
When he was sure he’d come undone if she continued, he stopped her and guided her back down. She looked at him confused, “did I...” “no, you did it exactly right my little minx, but I won’t last much longer if I let you continue. This is your first time, I’ll make it count”. He leaned over her, one hand next to her head to support him. “A thief with honour, who knew”, she whispered with a teasing smile. “I’m about to take my client’s daughter’s virginity, I’m not sure how much honour is in that”. She reached up and kissed him before answering “I wanted this Cynric. Besides no one needs to know”. The corners of his mouth pulled up in that seductive little smirk, “I didn’t say I was having second thoughts, you asked me to show you what I’m good at and I intend to”, he said as he guided the tip of his cock to her entrance. Eira moaned at the contact, lifting her hips to meet him. “Easy”, he said using his free hand to gently push her hips down, “this will hurt”. He pushed in further and claimed her lips to swallow her cry as he drove himself in all the way.
He stilled, allowing her time to adjust while he lavished her with kisses. When her hips lifted experimentally he pulled out almost entirely, before pushing back in slowly. She let out a soft whimper that turned into a low moan as he did it again. Her hands were digging in the ground beneath them, lips parted in another moan as he drove in a fourth time. When her hips rose to meet his again, he sped up slightly, confident that the discomfort had passed. Her hands came up to roam over his back, along his sides, over his shoulders, fingers brushing his neck and running through his short locks. After a few more languid thrusts the hand resting on her hip moved down her thigh until he reached the inside of her knee. He lifted her leg up, wrapping it around his waist and she instinctively followed his example with the other leg, allowing him deeper penetration. A loud moan passed her lips as he hit a particularly good spot.
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Re: Innocent (7/?)
Date: 2013-07-09 06:28 pm (UTC)She sat up, one hand behind her on the ground to support her weight, the other trailing over his hip, to his navel, dusting down the fine line of hair until it finally brushed over his straining cock. He hissed out a breath at the intensity of the contact. She pulled her hand away immediately, fearing she had somehow hurt him. He placed a soft kiss to her forehead and took her hand, guiding it back to his rock hard member. She looked at him, uncertainly as he guided her hand around his member, and showed her how to rub him. After a few guided strokes, she took over and he leaned down suckling on her earlobe and moving down her neck to the sensitive crook of her neck. His low, pleasure filled moans drove her on and her strokes became a little harder, a little faster, and then her finger brushed over the tip. He bucked against her hand, groaning in pleasure.
When he was sure he’d come undone if she continued, he stopped her and guided her back down. She looked at him confused, “did I...” “no, you did it exactly right my little minx, but I won’t last much longer if I let you continue. This is your first time, I’ll make it count”. He leaned over her, one hand next to her head to support him. “A thief with honour, who knew”, she whispered with a teasing smile. “I’m about to take my client’s daughter’s virginity, I’m not sure how much honour is in that”. She reached up and kissed him before answering “I wanted this Cynric. Besides no one needs to know”. The corners of his mouth pulled up in that seductive little smirk, “I didn’t say I was having second thoughts, you asked me to show you what I’m good at and I intend to”, he said as he guided the tip of his cock to her entrance. Eira moaned at the contact, lifting her hips to meet him. “Easy”, he said using his free hand to gently push her hips down, “this will hurt”. He pushed in further and claimed her lips to swallow her cry as he drove himself in all the way.
He stilled, allowing her time to adjust while he lavished her with kisses. When her hips lifted experimentally he pulled out almost entirely, before pushing back in slowly. She let out a soft whimper that turned into a low moan as he did it again. Her hands were digging in the ground beneath them, lips parted in another moan as he drove in a fourth time. When her hips rose to meet his again, he sped up slightly, confident that the discomfort had passed. Her hands came up to roam over his back, along his sides, over his shoulders, fingers brushing his neck and running through his short locks. After a few more languid thrusts the hand resting on her hip moved down her thigh until he reached the inside of her knee. He lifted her leg up, wrapping it around his waist and she instinctively followed his example with the other leg, allowing him deeper penetration. A loud moan passed her lips as he hit a particularly good spot.