The Iron Bull stirred from his sleep as the morning light flickered over his eyes, different colored squares shining in from the stained glass windows. One of these days, he really should tell the Boss to install some curtains. The woman herself was splayed across his front, face nuzzled into his chest and one hand over his heartbeat, as she continued to dream. Laeta smiled in her sleep as he lifted a large hand to stroke down the expanse of her back, freckles mixed with gooseflesh in the cool morning air. Unable to resist, Bull let his hand trail lower until it rested, comfortably cupping her ass. His other hand lifted to trail lightly over Laeta's ear, hitting that sensitive spot right bellow the tip.
The elf's smile became a grin as Bull's ministrations pulled her from the Fade. Enormous eyes opening to find her lover smirking at her, had Laeta leaning further into his grip as she let out a happy sigh.
"Good morning," she yawned, mouth open wide and muffled as she wiggled around to get some movement back into her limbs, sore from the exertions of the night before. Laeta always matched him toe for toe in the bedroom, surrendering herself over to him completely, yet always ready and raring for whatever sex-capade they could think of and last night had been no exception.
Fuck, he was getting hard just remembering how she'd looked; sweaty and glorious, riding him like she had been born for nothing else. Chasing her pleasure with abandon and responding wholeheartedly to every touch, smack and tease.
Which is why, when she inadvertently rubbed up against his half-hard cock, she really only had herself to blame for his body's reaction.
He let out a low groan, reaching down to grip her hips, "Boss, keep moving around like that and we're gonna have a problem."
"Oh? You mean I didn't tucker out the big bad Iron Bull?" she teased, raising herself up so she was straddling him. From where he lay, his head propped up against the pillows lining the headboard, Bull had the perfect view of her fantastic tits and the half-dragon tooth necklace that matched the slightly larger one hanging around his own neck. She never took it off and it did things to him, knowing how accustomed and comfortable she had become to its weight.
"Don't you worry about me, kadan," Bull chuckled as she moved above him, his hands working to keep her movements at a steady pace, never letting her rush on ahead. "I've got more than enough energy left. The boys need their morning work-out, after all."
Her ruffled auburn hair teasing her nipples as she rubbed herself back and forth against the Bull's growing hardness. It wasn't bad at all to give the Boss what she needed, especially if what she needed was to play.
"Well, then," Laeta murmured, looking unconvincingly innocent. "We can't have you going off to train all tense." She leaned forward to press a kiss against her lover's lips, letting him hold her there until his taste lingered when she pulled away. "What would Krem say?"
"That I didn't work hard enough last night and I'm one lucky bastard. Watchword?"
Laeta regarded him fondly. "Katoh."
After a few more minutes of steady grinding, Bull finally gave Laeta the freedom to move as she pleased. As Laeta raised herself up and lowered herself down onto him, still slick from the night before, she never let her gaze waver from Bull's even as a low keen escaped her throat. She always looked at him as though he was the best thing she'd ever seen. Big and strong and beautiful and delicious and safe and good.
Her breathing was already getting heavy as he felt his balls press up against where they joined, a strange mixture of arousal and pure joy filling her face that made his heart 'thud' painfully within his chest. After all this time, he was starting to get used to it.
"Kadan" Bull rumbled, all drowsiness forgotten as he helped her steady herself.
My heart.
"Ara vhen'an," she replied, reaching out to stroke her fingers over his lips, across his cheek and along the scars of his left eye before she began to move.
My home.
