Olria obliged, sinking down onto him. Farengar’s hands guided her as she rocked. The woman leaned back so she could run her hands up his thighs. He took the opportunity to reach up and touch her breasts. He rubbed her nipples to hardness.
Olria murmured appreciation and leaned over him, hands on either side of Farengar’s head. Her hair slipped off neck to drape like a curtain around their faces. Olria’s eyes closed. Farengar watched pleasure melt across her face as he thrust up into her, legs lifting his hips off the bed. Farengar swallowed a groan. He wanted to pull her down to kiss her, but her face was too beautiful to watch.
Olria began to rock against him faster. Slick heat clamped down around Farengar. He moaned freely now, pushing back against her. His hands drifted up to her shoulders, tugging her body down until it was flush against his. He felt her smooth back flowing beneath his palms. She was all softness and warmth, quiet gasps and encouraging whispers.
Olria brought Farengar to his peak, but he wasn’t able to remain as soundless as she’d been. He groaned loudly. He was past caring who heard.
Olria rolled to the side, slinging her right arm and leg across his body. She nuzzled his neck and let out a happy sigh. Farengar stared at the ceiling in a satisfied daze. When Olria did not stir after several minutes, Farengar yawned and glanced down at her face. She appeared to be sleeping. He nudged her with his shoulder.
Olria’s eyes fluttered open. “Hm?”
“Which knapsack pocket is your vial in?” Farengar asked.
“Oh!” she murmured. “Um, front left.”
Farengar pulled away from her reluctantly. “I will be right back,” he said, standing and tugging on his robes. He left the room quietly and went to find Olria’s knapsack. It was sitting next to her desk. He untied the front left pouch and found two vials inside.
The court wizard returned to his room with one of the vials. He handed it to the woman on his bed. Olria drank the rusty-coloured liquid and made a face. Farengar chuckled, pulling back the blankets so she could slip beneath them.
Shedding his robes a second time, Farengar joined her. He tucked himself along Olria’s back. She murmured something sleepily. Farengar kissed her neck and closed his eyes.
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I will see what I do about having the following section up early next week, but it may be later since I will be busy studying. I was excited about this update, and I am for the next one as well (almost all written now). Thanks for reading!
“The Spring Wind That Blew Through Dragonsreach” F!OC/Farengar Secret-Fire, 6h/?
Olria murmured appreciation and leaned over him, hands on either side of Farengar’s head. Her hair slipped off neck to drape like a curtain around their faces. Olria’s eyes closed. Farengar watched pleasure melt across her face as he thrust up into her, legs lifting his hips off the bed. Farengar swallowed a groan. He wanted to pull her down to kiss her, but her face was too beautiful to watch.
Olria began to rock against him faster. Slick heat clamped down around Farengar. He moaned freely now, pushing back against her. His hands drifted up to her shoulders, tugging her body down until it was flush against his. He felt her smooth back flowing beneath his palms. She was all softness and warmth, quiet gasps and encouraging whispers.
Olria brought Farengar to his peak, but he wasn’t able to remain as soundless as she’d been. He groaned loudly. He was past caring who heard.
Olria rolled to the side, slinging her right arm and leg across his body. She nuzzled his neck and let out a happy sigh. Farengar stared at the ceiling in a satisfied daze. When Olria did not stir after several minutes, Farengar yawned and glanced down at her face. She appeared to be sleeping. He nudged her with his shoulder.
Olria’s eyes fluttered open. “Hm?”
“Which knapsack pocket is your vial in?” Farengar asked.
“Oh!” she murmured. “Um, front left.”
Farengar pulled away from her reluctantly. “I will be right back,” he said, standing and tugging on his robes. He left the room quietly and went to find Olria’s knapsack. It was sitting next to her desk. He untied the front left pouch and found two vials inside.
The court wizard returned to his room with one of the vials. He handed it to the woman on his bed. Olria drank the rusty-coloured liquid and made a face. Farengar chuckled, pulling back the blankets so she could slip beneath them.
Shedding his robes a second time, Farengar joined her. He tucked himself along Olria’s back. She murmured something sleepily. Farengar kissed her neck and closed his eyes.
***
I will see what I do about having the following section up early next week, but it may be later since I will be busy studying. I was excited about this update, and I am for the next one as well (almost all written now). Thanks for reading!