Warning: sex.
Rating: M
Length: 176 words.
Fulfilled
"Haa... ha-a!" Small hands scrabbled all over his back as she arched into him, continuing her sweet gasps and whimpers. So this was what women craved so, the reason he was popular at the brothels, the darker rumors behind the light faces at court. "Mm-mah!" It was different, to say the least.
Well, that was a lie. It was nothing like she'd imagined. More pleasure than anything she'd heard the maids gossip over. Perhaps it was intensified by the fact her hair was plastered by sweat and bathwater to her even sweatier body. Or perhaps it was that he was the same, murmuring and groaning her name again and again as he slammed into her, fervor increasing with each repetition. Or perhaps, or perhaps... or perhaps, God forbid!
It was the sheer voyeurism of it all?
Whatever the reason, as the Countess threw her head back and clung to him, moaning out his name in the final second, his head buried in her neck, dark hair quivering with waves of physical bliss, it was certainly satisfying.
End.
Author Notes: Somebody had to write the first MerryxCain lemon. –shrug– A prequel to "Bedridden," if you wish.
Kaos does not own Earl/Count Cain or Godchild.
