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Never a moment's rest [part 6]

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His next actions made her jump, causing her to snap from contemplation and gasp audibly. His hands had shifted from her sides, to softly touching her stomach, and then upwards… grasping fiercely at her small, round breasts, his eyes spying her own with surprising intensity. He was smiling at her, innocently, taking a single step towards her. “Careful, Cyrodil”, she snapped, trying to back away, but finding the bench pressing against her back.

He arched a brow, hands leaving her breasts, but not before having left a languid caress from the sides, slowly, towards her peaking nipples, teasing them one last time. “Oh? Was that too harsh?” He inquired, without moving away from her. “That is an important part of the massage, too, don’t you know? But of course, I can stop here… if that’s too much for you.”

Azura damn him, he wasn’t even trying to act!

“Too harsh”, she repeated, and reluctantly took his hands in her own, guiding them on her breasts. She repeated to herself that it was, of course, all because he was daring her to, but her inner voice wasn’t any more convincing than his own. “More gently, sera…” Was her voice cracking? She caught with her teeth the sigh that struggled to escape on her lips, when his fingers curled once again around her breasts, delicately, cupping them before his thumbs found the sensitive spots around her nipples and circled them slowly, delicately… causing the pulling and tingling in her already quite stiff nubs to grow in intensity.

When he finally touched them, he took her by surprise, and a whine forced its way out of her mouth. She looked at him, frantic panic flooding her thoughts. That was unseemly. Worse than that, she was letting him spy her most inner reactions, her feelings. It had been quite a while since she’d last been brought to this point by someone, and she wasn’t sure whether she wanted it to be a man she barely knew.

“Too harsh?” He repeated, bent down over her to whisper in her ear, his lips touching her lightly as he spoke. Falanu sighed, realizing with a certain disappointment that her whole body was being shaken by shivers. Only, she wasn’t cold. Maybe she could give this a try. Loosen up. Enjoy the moment.

When she shook her head, despite the anxiety that she desperately tried to battle, he lowered his arms, gently grabbing her by the hips to lift her to a sitting position on the bench, and quickly returned to lavishing her breasts with attentions. He kept varying his stimulations, seamlessly shifting from kneading at them vigorously, to caressing them, to pulling at her nipples with delicate tugs, and once he was sure that she wouldn’t push him away he bent down, lips sealing around her stiff peaks, first one, then the other, sucking softly and leaving behind the sting of the slightest of bites. When he started lapping at them in earnest, hands grabbing firmly her bosom, all fear subsided, and she found herself touching him willingly for the first time, hands gliding across his shoulders to rest on his head, her fingers digging through his hair, a hiss slithering out from her clenched teeth.

That seemed to be just what he was waiting for. He took the last step that separated him from her body, her legs parting to make way for him and then curl around him, heels pressed at his back to keep him close. She could feel his chest now, pinning her to the warm walls as he allowed her to rub shamelessly against him, the water giving a languid, soft quality to their every move. Feeling her slickness against him, he groaned.

They kept going like that for a while, both pressing and grasping at each other without a thought, only focusing on their sensations, selfishly claiming each smallest hint of pleasure for themselves; then, Marcurio slid his hands around her hips again, and pulled her onto himself, forehead pressed against her own as he guided her down. He was pleasantly surprised to find that her usual, indifferent gaze had changed into a much more intense one, half lidded, vermillion eyes stealing burning glances from him, lips parted to let out hisses and sighs. Finally, they started moving in unison, somehow guessing each other’s actions before they actually transpired.