The conditions of the storm worsened as Max reached the hatch that lead down to Felix's room. He took a deep breath in anticipation before opening the entry way and quickly jumping down, careful not to let water in. The harsh winds and rained were immediately shushed, and the only sound that remained was the waves rocking against the boat. He discarded his rain cloak and hung in on the hook right outside the main door to her bedroom. Placing a firm hand on the door, he could suddenly smell the incense that she loved so much burning from inside. He knew she always burned this particular scent when her anxiety had gotten out of hand and needed to relax. He pushed the door open softly until he heard it creak a bit. He stopped, keeping it ajar. Muffled crying could be heard from inside.
"Damn, she's really upset." Max thought, knowing that if he were any less of a man he would turn around right now and pretend he heard nothing. With another deep breath, he pushed the door the rest of the way open and stepped inside. The room was very dimly lit, with only a couple lanterns and candles burning. He almost didn't see her laying flat across her large bed, pink hair down and cascaded around her body like a blanket. She was on her stomach crying softly into a pillow. She didn't even stir at the sound of the door. "Felix?" He cooed, shutting and locking the door behind him. In case it turned into a fight, he didn't want any eavesdroppers prying in. He wanted to keep it between the two of them. He sat down on the edge of the bed and watched her for a moment, waiting for her to feel him there. "Felix, I'm not mad. I'm just here to talk."
Felix's crying slowed a bit, but she didn't turn to face him. He gently grabbed a tendril of hair that lay in front of him and began to play with it and braid it. "Thick hair is hard to braid," he laughed quiety to himself as he remembered being young and frustrated trying to help his elders sew and hem and design fabrics. She still didn't respond, so he placed his hand on her back and began rubbing it sweetly in circular motions. This was the first time he actually stopped to concentrate on what her skin felt like. It was incredibly soft, and heat radiated off of her. She hissed at the feeling of his cold hand on her skin, so he retracted it quickly. "Sorry. It's a little cold out there."
After a minute he heard her mumble something into her pillow. He nudged her to repeat herself. Felix lifted her head from the pillow, but still refused to make eye contact with him. "Master, don't look at me. I won't let you see me cry."
"Don't be embarrassed to cry." He spoke, urging her to sit up and talk face to face with him. "It's a human emotion and it's nothing to be ashamed of. I will not judge you for having emotions, Felix. You know me better than that."
A few sniffles and deep breaths were heard as Felix slowly sat upright on her knees and wiped whatever mess formed on her face from crying. She faced him, but still didn't make eye contact. Her eyes were red and swollen, and tear marks stained her cheeks. Max pushed himself back more on the bed and inched closer to her. "Please. Talk to me. I will not get angry with you." She sat down normally on the bed next to him, and rested her head against his shoulder. He smelled the sweet flowery scent of her hair and felt something stirring in his belly.
A moment of silence had passed and Felix spoke up, "I broke things off with Benny. For good this time."
Max knew that from his encounter with him earlier, but didn't respond. He was just happy to hear it come from her mouth.
"I'm very sorry about all this confusion, but I want to be honest with you, Master. I want to tell you everything." She seemed to be getting louder and more confident. Max smiled at her and urged her to continue. "Benny and I were lovers. I am no longer pure and I gave myself to him freely and willingly." She gulped hard saying this. She didn't want her teacher to think poorly of her and that she just slept around with men unmarried. With nerves taking over, she continued. "I don't regret it, and I did love him at one point. Very much so." She finally lifted her head and turned to face him, and he thought her deep black eyes were going to swallow his soul right through his piercing blue ones. "However," she continued dryly "I do not feel those feelings anymore. My heart abandoned him long ago, and now my heart and focus is on our training. I will not let any distractions get in my way."
She exhaled sharply as she finished her thoughts. Max laughed lightly and gave her a warm, inviting smile. "I'm glad you have your mind where you think it should be." Max felt no ill will toward Felix. It was perfectly normal to have feelings of want and sexual need outside a commitment of marriage. He knew it. He felt it. He lived it. He felt his face get hot and the stirring in his belly got more noticeable. For the first time tonight Felix smiled her usual cheerful and lively smile.
"Me too, Master. Thank you for understanding." She dried the rest of the tears off her face, and inched a little bit closer to him. She started feeling that same tingle low in her belly as well. "I'm sorry Benny exploded and accused you of being jealous. I know you're just looking after me and want me to continue as your student."
They were barely a whole foot away from each other at this point. Max rolled his head back to crack his neck then chuckled halfheartedly to himself. "Well, that's disappointing." The movement in his gut slowly moved downward and nestled in his groin. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in a very long time. He looked Felix in the eyes again as she seemed concerened about his sudden comment. He lifted his hands and gently grabbed the sides of her face. He swallowed hard, and anxiety started creeping it's way in, but he never let it show on his face. "Felix..." He started, his voice low and velvety. "Of course I was jealous." With a quick motion he pulled her face to his and closed the gap between them with a kiss.
...
It went on for what seemed like minutes. Max's brain and gut were at war, but he kept going as long as she didn't pull off. In fact, she deepened things, and even opened her mouth a little bit for him. She was almost silent until finally a sweet moan escaped her lips. She backed away slowly from him, her face pink with embarrassment at her outburst. Max couldn't quite read her reaction as she sat there silently, staring at her lavish comforter.
"I'm sorry. I just got caught up." He sounded almost panicked, fearing he offended her. He half expected her to tell him to leave and have to find another means of relieving himself. He started to stand up, when he felt her roughly tug his hand and force him back down on the bed in a thump.
He felt tiny wet kisses on the side of his face, leading up to and resting at the tip of his pointed ear. Felix dragged her tongue across his ear once, knowing how new and sensitive they were to him. He could feel her hot breath against his skin as she panted softly and asked, "would it be okay to keep going?"
How could he say no to that. "Come here," He spoke almost completely inaudibly as he kissed her again, with more fervor in him than before. He never imagined he'd ever have her like this. Kissing him and asking for more, moaning and hissing sweetly at every little peck and nibble. He got uncomfortable as he felt his pants get tighter at each and every kiss she gave him, running her hands down his ribs and hips. He pulled apart their kiss again and looked at her. Her eyes had changed. They were no longer the sweet doe eyes he'd come to love, They had narrowed and darkened and only had one thought behind them. Felix sat back on her knees and pushed folded hands way down into her lower belly, wiggling uncomfortably at the sensation she felt below.
"I don't know what to do now." She whined, taking his hand in her lap and pushing in down. "I ache so badly for you. My body wants you, Master."
"Max." He spoke up, taking his free hand and caressing up and down her still clothed thigh, "you don't have to call me Master. Please, just Max." He kissed her sweetly on the forehead. While most men would love a sexy young woman calling them Master in the throes of passion, Max didn't. It was a little too BDSM in his eyes. Maybe down the road when they had gotten more comfortable with each other they could incorporate a silly roleplay, but for now he wanted to just love her fully. "Do you want to do this? We can stop if you must. It's your pace, not mine." He forced eye contact with her as he said this, making sure she understood clearly that he had no intention of forcing her into anything. He prayed she would want to continue. "Your body craves me, but what does your heart and brain say?"
Her brain had shut off completely after the initial kiss, so that was no help there. However, her heart wanted him too. Since that first time picking up that book and reading about him he dug his way into her heart. After first meeting him months ago and matching his face and voice with the description the book offered her, she needed him. She never wanted to leave his side and every thought and opinion and lesson he had to share with her rolled off his tongue like liquid gold. Obsession. Infatuation. Whatever it was, she wanted him. She never thought he would look her way, but here he was. Sitting in front of her, owning up to his jealousy and wanting every part of her. She answered his question by pulling at the tucked in bottom of his white shirt and pulling it out of his pants. She shoved her hands under and felt the bare skin of his stomach and ribs. She kept her hands there, softly trailing the scars he had on his left side.
Max smiled and removed the vest and shirt he was wearing. Felix looked at him and started to say something but he placed a finger to her lips. "Now," he began taking his free hand and grabbing her at the waist, "what do you call me?"
She turned her face turned pink all the way down her neck "Max." She answered. In all the months she's known and admired him, she'd always called him Master.
"I've never heard you say my name before." He leaned in and kissed down her neck, leaving tiny splotches behind. "I like the way it sounds." She moaned softly and she could feel him smile against her bare skin, he bit down on her perfect unblemished skin and gave her a purplish love bite right above her collar bone. She hissed at the feeling of his teeth against her. As he was enjoying himself against her neck and moving lower and lower, he started fumbling to kick off his shoes with his feet.
He started shaking slightly with nerves as he reached for her hand and guided her to the top button of his pants. She obliged with no hesitation and popped the button open. Max could feel desire overtaking him completely. His hands groped feverishly along her sides until he found the tight knot below her under arms that held the top half of her dress up. With a quick pull, the thin corset-style top was loosened, and fell in her lap. Just the thin cotton material of her actual dress remained. She lifted his head up from where he had rested it right above her chest and pulled him in for another kiss.
Every fiber and cell in his body was screaming at him to just grab her and throw her down on the bed and take her the way he wanted to. Luckily, the gentleman that lived in his head talked him down and reminded him to move as she wanted. It would pay off in the future when she could release any and all desire with him and not be scared. A sharp gasp left his lips as Felix used the distraction of heavy kissing to work her hand down the front of his pants, she broke them kiss and looked up a him with her sad doe eyes again. She looked disappointed as her finger tips lightly touched the edge and realized that he was just sporting a semi and hadn't reached full arousal yet. Max kissed her lightly on the edge of her nose and laughed a bit. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little nervous." It was true. It was caused by the mix of excitement of finally getting to be with a girl he cared so deeply for, and the fear that any moment Bones or Benny would come in and tear his head clean off his body.
That's when he remembered he locked the door.
He brought his mouth up to Felix's ear and held her wrist down against him. He nibbled and sucked on her earlobe until he could feel goosebumps form on her skin. She breathed softly and gripped him tighter. "If you help me out, I'll return the favor." He pulled away from her and the smile he wore was nothing short of devilish. He rose off the bed and started removing his pants, still a little nervous that Felix would see something she didn't care for. The whole time he did this, he kept his eyes locked with hers, making sure it was something she was okay with. He sat back on the bed and made a cocoon of blankets around his lower half. He just wore some kind of makeshift cloth underwear that made little effort hiding what waited underneath.
Felix swallowed hard as Max once again took her hand and guided it to his lap. His hands shook as felt her tug at the bottom of his underwear. "Off." She ordered, looking up at him. Max sighed blissfully and obliged, looking at the wall behind her as he discarded the last piece of clothing. He couldn't bring himself to look at her directly. After a second of complete stillness and silence he suddenly felt her soft hands grip him hard at his base, and move slowly up and down. Max shuddered at her touch and placed his hand on top of hers, helping her move it faster and showing her how he wanted it. "Is this okay?" She asked meekly. The rough voice that had ordered him to completely strip down a minute ago was gone.
"Mm-hmm," he answered, breathing heavily through his nose. He removed his hand and let her keep going at the pace he set for her. After a few seconds he felt her free hand push against his chest, knocking him flat on his back. She rose and sat back on her legs, staring down at him. "What's wrong?" He asked, wondering if he did something to upset her. Without a word, her hands flew to her hips and in a single motion, untied the outer layer bottom part of the dress. She tossed that to the floor below her. All that remained on her body was an incredibly sheer, light blue gown that did not leave much to the imagination. It clung to her skin so well, Max could even make out the entire shape of her belly button. "May I?" He asked softly, lifting the fabric up to expose her legs. Felix nodded and turned a bright pink as the sheer dress had been completely removed and she was entirely exposed to him. Both of them sat there, as naked as the day of their birth.
Now, this wasn't the first time Max had seen Felix completely bare. She found no shame in a naked body and often carelessly wandered into the sleeping areas they would all share after her nightly bath. If nights were a little on the warm side, she'd even sleep completely naked. Even now, kneeling above him, she felt no shame of her body. Max had seen it plenty of times. Mostly by accident, and he would immediately turn away or throw a shirt at her to cover up. However, this was the first time he'd been close enough to touch her. He didn't have to turn away this time. She was there just for him. He started the reach up toward her, but both hands were immediately pushed down and held at the sides of his head. Felix bent down a bit and nudged her nose against his. "You promise?" She asked.
Max wasn't sure what she meant, then he saw the pink shade return to her cheeks. "You promised you'd return the favor? Of whatever I do?" She asked shyly. Max nodded. He felt Felix release his hands, and reach behind her and grab a handful or decorative pillows that were scattered across her bed, and signal him to get up so she could place them under his head and shoulders. After he was upright and comfortable, she searched through a small basket next to her bed that had various pins and brushes. She pulled out two ribbons and tied her hair back out of her face with them.
"Oh my god, she's gonna-" Max started to think before his train of thought was halted by Felix diving down and forcefully taking him in her mouth. She wrapped her arms through his legs and planted her hands on his lower back, pushing him up toward her. Max shot straight forward in surprise and looked down in awe at the girl who so willingly went for him without him even having to ask. She nudged his stomach with the top of her head, telling him to lay back down and enjoy. His heart pounded and his breathing became short and labored as he stared at the ceiling and listened to the soft moaning and slurping sounds that came from below him. He started feeling more relaxed and gently lowered his hand to the loose ponytail she tied for herself and played with her hair. Every once in while she would force him in as deep as she possibly could, causing his toes to curl inward and gripping her hair so hard his knuckles turned white. "Just like that." He encouraged, rocking his hips to meet her halfway. He suddenly felt a white hot sensation course through him, causing him to sit up again. "Uh, Felix." He began, twisting the hair around his hand in a fist. "If you keep going like that, I won't make it much longer." It was embarrassing for him to admit that a few talented mouth and tongue tricks almost did him in. She released him with a loud popping sound and a small trail of saliva connected from his tip to her lips. She wiped it off on her arm.
He took his fingers and bent them under her chin, holding her face up to his. He closed his mouth against hers again and growled lightly against her lips. "It's your turn. I'm fulfilling my end of the bargain." He rose up and pushed her down on her back this time, against the pillows she laid out for him earlier. He took a moment to look her over, memorizing every little curve and edge that he could see. He trailed two fingers down started at her shoulder, sliding between her chest, and ending right below her belly button. He shifted to position himself between her legs, and pulled them apart slowly. He heard her whine softly as he stared at her, and looked up to see her biting her finger in anticipation. "I am a man of my word, Felix." After receiving a nod of approval from her, Max started gently kissing down her inner thighs. Slower and slower until he reached the small bundle of nerves above her entrance. As he was about to thank whatever god was up there that he had the chance to completely devour this woman to his hearts content, she stopped him.
"W-wait." She stopped, closing her legs too quickly for him to remove his head, trapping him in there.
"What is it?" He asked.
Felix looked down at her bedding, slightly embarrassed. "When Benny and I were together we never did this. We always did the bare minimum for fear of being caught. We rushed and often didn't even have time to fully undress. I'm just a little nervous to dive right in." It was hard for her to admit that. She looked at him coyly only to be greeted with a smirk. He patted her legs asking her to loosen up and release his head.
"Oh, Felix, "Max started, kissing down her thighs one more. "Then I'll just have to try and pick up the slack oh his end, won't I?" She nodded and he offered his hands out to her. She laced her fingers with his and squeezed lightly. "I promise you'll like it." The end of his sentenced trailed off as he gently began poking at her nerves with his tongue. She hissed and he felt her hands tighten and relax, he dragged his tongue all over, from top to bottom. She tasted sweet, almost like peaches. That was when he remembered she had a home made peach infused bath soap she used daily. She whined and kicked her foot up just a bit before grabbing at his hair the same way he grabbed hers. The points of his ears grazed against her inner thigh and tickled her. She felt all the rumbling inside her from earlier completely explode within her and she deduced that this must be what pure want and desire feels like. Her breathing turned into soft panting and moaning.
She spoke out and called him 'Master' again, which resulted in Max biting down gently on her flesh and playfully swatting the side of her ass. "I told you not to call me that, didn't I?" His voice was smooth and serious. He cocked his eyebrow but never once left his post between her legs. His pace quickened and he almost forgot where he was, just enjoying her taste and the sounds she made.
"What do you call that?" Felix asked through hard breath. He looked up at her again, still working his mouth against her. "That part of my body. What do you call that in your language?" Max stopped to think for a minute. There was no direct translation for it, but there were some slang words he remembered his friends using when he was in his teens as they talked about their supposed sexual conquests. Even at the tender age of 15 he knew his friends were a bunch of bullshitters.
He laughed a little. "Well, I guess they call it a marilla." The word flowed so naturally out of him. Felix loved hearing him speak in Elvin language. It was so rare he ever needed to use it but she could listen to him read a book of painfully boring sonnets if he did it in that language.
"I like it." Felix returned her hands to being locked with his as he continued worshiping her with his mouth. Every time he swept over her spot it brought her closer and closer to her end. Her grip tightened and she lifted off the bed a bit. "Keep going." She begged through gritted teeth and harsh breath. Max pryed one of his hands from her and brought it up near his head. In a smooth motion, he slid his middle finger completely inside her knuckle deep, and kept in time with what his mouth was doing. It was really easy to get into, but also tight. That excited him for what was to come. She rose and balanced her upper body on her elbows, watching him service her and try to get here to completion. All at once, with no warning, a chill shot from her pelvis and reached all over, causing her whole body to convulse before him. Throwing her head back, and letting out a loud cry, she heard Max laughing lightly as he removed his face from her just in time to watch her turn to putty at his finger tips.
He gave her a moment to relax and finish and gently left wet kisses down her inner thighs again. Felix sighed contently and ran her fingers through his soft, albeit slightly sweaty, black hair. "So, what's the verdict?" He asked smugly, confident that she loved every second of what he was doing to her. She covered her hands with her face and giggled. She always got a little shy after an orgasm. She was certain she made goofy faces to go with her obnoxious noises and exorcism-like movements.
"Don't quit your day job." She joked, sticking her tongue out at him and smiling wildly.
"Oh, please!" He shrugged her off. She laughed and kissed him tenderly, tasting some of herself on his lips. After a moment of gentle kissing and groping, Max pulled away in a slight panic. "Oh, my god I am so stupid." He said loudly, knocking his hand against his forehead. Felix looked at him quizzically as he looked around her room frantically. He looked back at her slightly disappointed. "I'm sorry, Felix. I can't believe I let it get this far without realizing." He placed his hand on the back of his head, "I don't have any form of protection on me." He looked at her, waiting for her to join him in his slightly panicked state. Instead, she smiled and sighed.
"Is that all?" She asked. She was taken aback by her answer, and she grabbed his hands in hers. "Listen," she began, placing his hand over her belly "A long time ago my father...well...charmed me I guess you could say."
"Charmed you?" He asked, still completely confused.
Felix nodded her head and continued. "When I reached maturity, father spell cast my body and made me completely barren until he sees fit for me to bear children. Being one of the only two women on a ship full of old, horny men scared him a bit, so he wanted to keep me safe. I trust his abilities, and know that I am completely safe and infertile right now."
"And you know this works?" Max was aware of all different kinds of birth control, but a charmed uterus was something completely new to him.
Felix shrugged her shoulders but her smile never left her face. "I believe my father did it correctly, but if you are unsure then we can stop, and continue on another day when you have what makes you comfortable." She looked at him with an arrogant smirk. Max groaned and rolled his eyes.
He gave in to her words and decided to trust her. His nerves started broiling up inside him again. He'd never gone in a woman completely raw before. It was going to be new, and probably a lot better than what he knew. Felix layed back down, and tugged on him to come down and join her. He made himself comfortable on top of her, and started kissing down her neck once again. He reached up to pull the ribbons out of her hair that formed her pony tail, and watched as her hair fell and draped around her. Max continued his trail of heated kisses down her body, occasionally lapping his tongue out and earning and cute squeak from Felix. "Miqele"
Felix realized he had spoken an unfamiliar Elvish phrase to her. "What's that word?"
"It means 'kissing'" He answered, practicing this word along her soft belly. Felix whispered the word out over and over again until she was sure she had gotten the pronunciation correct. He started saying random other phrases. Words that meant "Cute" and "Sweet" and "Sexy" trailed off his tongue before he realized Felix was reacting quite heavily to his little grammar lesson. She was getting turned on. By words.
Just the sound of someone wanting to make love to her in another language was an unusual fantasy she kept with her through her teenage years. The idea that she could bring someone to such intense levels on pleasure that they unwillingly reacted in their native tongue.
Max grabbed her hand and kissed gently along her knuckles and finger tips. He looked at her with a smile, but his eyes were completely dim and serious. "Are you ready for me?" Felix gave him a timid nod of approval and he back up and positioned himself back between her legs. He used his hand to guide his tip to her entrance, and playfully stroked up and down her from top to bottom. His eyes met hers again, fully taking in the situation they were in right now. "Felix would you like to learn another word?" She wondered where he was going with this, then he brought his face closer to hers. "Repeat after me," Felix started to feel his stroking motion slow down as he began to put some pressure on her opening. "Empollie."
"Empollie." Felix repeated weakly with almost perfect pronunciation.
"I want you to say that when you want me to speed up." Max felt an anxious twinge in his chest as he thought about how disappointed his Elven mother would be in him right now. She spent years teaching him her complicated and beautiful language only to have him use it for his own pleasure in the bedroom. Luckily, the fire that had built up in his gut from this ravenous affair immediately pushed all negative thought out and brought him back down to the lovely girl below him. He patted the side of her arm,"hold on to me," and coaxed her to wrap her arms gently around his neck. He pushed just a little bit in. Not far, maybe half an inch or so. He kept rocking back and forth in the space he made, allowing her to relax and stretch to his size. This agonizing pace caused Felix to bite down hard on his ear, making him hiss and let out a small "ouch."
"Max, I want more." She breathed against his ear, her whole body heating up and starting to tremble lightly.
"As you wish."
The sound of her breathing his name in the heat of what he was doing to her drove him over the edge. He didn't even have to correct her this time. He rose up from her and brought her leg up with him, setting it down and letting it drape over his shoulder. He pressed her other leg down roughly into the mattress and rammed home in a single stroke. Felix tensed up a little and let out a small yelp of surprise. "Okay?" He asked, completely about to lose it as she tightened up around him. Felix nodded, a dark red blush taking over most of her face. Max began a slow rhythm in her, feeling her get tighter and tighter the further he went in. Felix's breathing became hitched and labored again as he reached the absolute furthest he could go. he sat there for a minute, still stuck in her at his base, watching her wriggle around almost uncomfortably as she begged him with her eyes to keep moving.
Feeling no need to keep either of them waiting, Max started moving slowly again, almost completely leaving her each time. He quickly grabbed her ankles and re positioned them up toward her head. When he felt no give in her joints, he pushed them all the way down until her toes touched the bedding next to her head. "This doesn't hurt?" He asked, slightly astounded. Felix giggled softly and scrunched her nose up at him.
"No, silly. I'm a dancer, remember? You can bend me as much as you want."
"What a line." Max thought quietly to himself. He moved within her a little quicker than he had been, listening intently to the soft gasps and cries she emitted. He almost went for a whole minute before she stopped him.
"M-Max." She started, finding it hard to catch her breath. "Before we get too far, do you mind if I..." Her voice trailed off, and she started feeling embarrassed about what she wanted to ask. "Can I show you how I like it?"
Max flashed her a sweet smile, and pulled out of her and sat back as she got comfortable. He watched as she sat up and turned her body around, facing her back to him. Felix got down in one of her many yoga poses that she practiced almost daily. Her arms stretched out in front of her as she kneeled down, ass in the air. She lay her head on the pillow and positioned her behind as high up as it could go. She looked over her shoulder shyly at him and coaxed him to come to her. He was a little surprised by her angle of choice, but didn't waste any time grabbing her by her hips and pulling her toward him. He leaned forward as far as he could and nibbled on the top of her ear. She pushed back until she found his tip and rubbed herself against it, letting out cute mews and moans. Max chuckled lightly before centering himself with her and slipping in effortlessly.
He could see why she liked it so much. He was able to get in deeper than before, and she felt so much tighter. Her reactions to him were loud and oh so positive and she gripped and bit into the pillow, almost screaming for him with each thrust he made. She blindly reached back and grabbed his hand, pulling forward and pushing it roughly down on her head, instructing him to do the same. Max grabbed her by the back of her neck and pushed her face down as much as he could without suffocating her. "I take it I'm doing okay?" He asked breathlessly as Felix couldn't even find words to answer. She tapped out on his wrist, and he released her.
"I forgot the word." She gasped out, her face red from crying out. "What's the word when I want you to go faster.?"
"Em. Pol. Lie." Max answered in a gruff tone, keeping his movements in time with the syllables of the word. Before she could even say it herself, she gripped her tighter by the hips and gave her everything in him. She didn't last more than a few seconds before she had tightened around him again and felt her whole body pulsating violently. She let out a cry so loud that Max was sure Bones would break down the door if he heard it. However, he would probably drop dead of a heart attack right there when he saw his only daughter writhing under the mercy of a half elf. He groaned at the feeling of her clamping down so hard around him, and fell forward, kissing her spine as she came down and relaxed. She was breathing impossibly hard, and Max pulled out of her to give her a minute. "You okay?" He asked, almost laughing at the severe reaction she had.
Felix had a weak and tired smile on her face and nodded. He grabbed her by her face and kissed her gently. "You're so cute." After a moment of letting her get her bearings again and telling him she wanted to continue, his face turned pink. "So, can I show you how I like it now?" She bit her lip in a sultry smile and agreed. Max grabbed the pillows and leaned back, still sitting almost upright. With two fingers he called her over to him, and guided her to a straddling position on top of him. She was up a little higher than him, and able to rest her forehead against his. "Most people don't care for this level of intimacy, but I love it." He explained, finding her hole again and rocking oh so slowly within her. Felix closed her eyes and tried to keep the pace he set for them, breathing softly and whispering little things against his ear. Max cradled her perfect ass in one hand, and let the other travel up her back and rest flat between her shoulder blades. She bounced a little, then grinded against him until he growled and begged her sweetly to keep going. She kept up that pattern for a while before Max started feeling a familiar heat building up in him.
"Hey, look at me." He ordered. She opened her eyes and became locked with his. The shade of blue in his eyes had darkened and she swore she could see right down into his soul. She placed a hand against his frantically beating heart. He slid down a little where he sat and moved his hands back to her hips again. "Don't look away from me." She agreed and was almost afraid to blink with how serious his tone was. He limited his movements. Instead, he forced her hips up and down on his shaft, forcing her to ride him, She moaned loudly and grabbed at his shoulders as each meeting of their lower half was greeted with a loud slapping sound. "Felix, where should I-" He was interrupted by her lips crashing against his.
"I told you I'm barren." Felix said roughly, grinding down on him again. "Please don't stop."
He nodded, and continued pushing her down on him. Her tiny gasps and mews pushed him closer and closer until he finally placed both hands on the side of her head. "Deep breath with me," he managed to get out as he slowed. Felix obeyed and started breathing audibly, trying to keep in time with him. His toes curled and his eyebrows furrowed as he released everything within her with such force that it caused her to bear down on him again and squeeze his shoulders with all her strength. He thought about what Drew had said their first night on the ship. About Max using Felix as someone to just lay down and plow whenever he wanted since she admired him so much and would probably fuck him after a few sweet words. He kissed her with so much passion that he hoped somewhere Drew could feel it and know that there was nothing but pure love between them.
...
They both just sat there. Completely spent and breathing as heavily as their lungs would allow. Felix pulled herself off of him and cuddled next time him, pulling the blanket over their laps. She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed contently. "Thank you, Master."
Max rolled his eyes but was too tired to do anything about it. "I thought I said not to call me that." He laughed for a minute, then kissed Felix on top of her head.
"I wish you could stay with me tonight." She whispered out sadly, hugging at his arm.
"Me too." He answered, he slowly got out of bed and started searching for his clothes that he scattered all over the bedroom floor. "but if I'm not there in the morning, everyone will be suspicious. And this is something that should probably stay between us, at least while we're in the presence of your father." He collected his clothing and got redressed, he leaned in to the still naked girl and covered the rest of her in her blanket and kissed her sweetly before saying goodbye and heading for the door.
The rain had stopped and the moon shone brightly overhead. Max began his walk of no shame whatsoever toward his bunkroom where he could bathe before Gahenna smelled anything wild on him. "So, how'd it go?"
The thick Caribbean accent caused him to jump as he looked at a dark corner of the ship where the voice had come from. The light from a hand rolled cigar dimly lit Benny's face. He'd been waiting there the whole time, knowing he went to talk to Felix and calm her down about the fight between him and Max earlier. "Is she alright?" he asked, concern thickly laced in his words.
Max couldn't face him. He looked down at his boots, and tried to remember if Felix had marked him anywhere that Benny could see. "Yeah she's fine. I think she's asleep now."
Benny smiled as relief washed over him. He grabbed Max's hand happily. "Thank you, Maximillian! You really are a great friend to her." Max nodded and bid Benny goodnight, the devilish smirk never leaving his face.
"Oh, Benjamin." He laughed quietly, disappearing into the darkness of lower deck, "you have no idea."
