Little note before you can read!
I just wanted to say sorry for taking so long to update. I am in hospital and will stay there for a few more months. So until I am out of there I'll barely have time to write and because of that I can't update that often. Hope the fact that this is a longer chapter makes up for the long wait.
so enjoy!
By now you've been walking with Medusa and Blackbolt for more than an hour.
They have shown you different parts of Attilan, explained to you what you were seeing. They have told you about the first Inhumans, how they were created. Medusa explained that the Inhumans were created, having been humans first, but the Kree started to experiment on them.
The Inhumans were living on Attilan, hidden away, until they started working with some of Earth's heroes.
And now some of them are called heroes too.
It is quite impressing, and you are glad to finally know where your powers are coming from.
And Stephen is walking alongside you, giving you a feeling of comfort.
Not that you'd feel uncomfortable here. It's quite the opposite actually. It all feels so familiar to you, like you've been here all your life.
But it's nice to have a known face around you here in a 'world' you've never seen before.
The only thing that is throwing you slightly off-guard are the looks both, the king and queen, are giving each other. Also some of the people they introduced you to seem to pick up on that. Medusa let you meet a few others of the royal family, but everytime they told about your story they all had this spark in their eyes, those special looks they gave each other.
It was weird.
So now, walking back into the palace with Medusa, Blackbolt and the Sorcerer Supreme, you hope that they will explain this to you. They must know something about your heritage, that surely must be why they were looking at each other this way. You wouldn't be able to explain it any other way to yourself.
This time you don't walk into the throne room. As you enter the room, almost a hall actually, you can see a large table in the middle, surrounded with chairs.
Sitting at the head of the table, Blackbolt motions you to take place.
You do so, sitting at the corner of the table. Stephen sits beside you and Medusa opposite you, a small but warm smile on her lips.
"(Y/n). Now that you have seen Attilan and found out about the people and the past, I think it is time for you to find out about your family." the queen begins, glancing at her husband for a moment. Then her attention moves back to you. "We cannot be a 100% sure about this, but we do assume you are a part of the royal family."
At those words you blink a few times, taking a moment to understand what she just told you. You? Part of the royal family?
The thought of that is a bit strange to you. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion, and for a moment you are out of words.
"A..part of the royal family?" you ask, earning a nod from Blackbolt. You can also see the surprise in Stephen's face from the corner of your eyes. Well, you are just as surprised.
"21 years ago my husband Blackbolt and I had a child. When she turned one year old she came in contact with the terrigen mist. But just a few days after, Maximus, the brother of my husband, took her away. We never found her again."
Her gaze moves down for a moment. You can see the sadness in her eyes, as well in Blackbolt's.
But to think you might be the daughter of those two? The most known Inhumans, and KING and QUEEN... wich would make you princess. It is so bizarre.
"But how do we make sure that your asumption is right?" you ask, straightening slightly in your chair.
"The easiest way of course would be a DNA test, if you would agree to it of course."
You stay silent for a moment, nibbling on you lower lip. Turning your gaze to Stephen you look at him thoughtfully.
"You wanted to find out about your family. So maybe you should do it. The worst thing that would happen is that your DNA doesn't match with Medusa's or Blackbolt's. If that would happen we can continue to search." he suggests, giving you a warm, supporting smile, taking your hand into his.
A smile spreads on your lips in return, nodding. "You are right." you reply, keeping your gaze on him for a little longer before you turn to the two Inhumans. "I would like to make this test. After all you are just as interested in finding your daughter as I am in finding my family."
With a smile, Blackbolt rests his hand on your forearm for a moment, an expression of gratitude on his face. "Thank you, (Y/n). It means much to us." Medusa replies.
You smile back at them, then slowly get up.
"It was an honor meeting you two, and I am thankful for showing me my real home. But I think it is time for us to get back to earth again. And, if you give me a sample like a hair, I can ask Tony if he can take a look at it. He'd surely be able to do that." or at least Bruce.
Medusa nods, leaving the room for a moment, and then after a few minutes she comes back into the room with a small plastic bag and a few hair inside. She hands the bag to you and you put it into your pocket, thanking her with a smile.
You shake her hand, then Blackbolt's, before you turn to Stephen. He also wishes farewell, then creates a portal back to the Sanctum. You both step through, and after one more glance at the King and queen, the portal closes.
You stare a little longer at the spot where the portal just has been, before your attention turns to the sorcerer's hand that takes a hold of yours.
"Are you okay?" he asks, a bit concerned. In return you offer him a gentle smile, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I am fine. Thank you for doing this with me. I might already have found my family. And well, it isn't what I expected, but I definately wouldn't mind being their daughter."
The only thing you have to think about is, if you are their daughter, would you have to move to Attilan? As the 'princess' of the Inhumans...practically you would be the heir to the throne, so when they are no more, are you going to be the Queen of the Inhumans?
"I am glad I was able to help you, my dear."
He pulls away slightly, running a hand through your hair as he looks down at you. Just as he is about to lean in there is a loud knock on the entrance door.
He stops just inches away from your lips, letting out a soft huff. You purse your lips, then remove your arms from around his neck. "I assume you are going to be busy for the rest of the day." you comment, kissing his cheek.
He chuckles softly, nodding. Then he leaves the living room, meeting Wong and a young woman wich has been let inside already.
You follow him, smiling at the woman and then at Wong. "I'll go to see if Tony is going to make that test for me." you tell Stephen, then you say goodbye to all three of them, your body turning black until the darkness swallows you.
Arriving at the Avengers tower you head directly to the labs, looking for Tony.
You find the man working on something new, probably a new addition for his Iron Man suits. "Hey Tony, could you do me a favour?"
He looks up from his device, grinning as he sees you. "Hey girl, sure what do you need?"
You hand him the bag with Medusa's hair. "Could you make some DNA test to find out if there is similarity with mine?" He takes the bag, looking at the hair, his eyebrows raising.
"You think this hair is from your mom?" he asks, curious now.
"It might be. Stephen went to Attilan with me and well... Medusa and Blackbolt might be my parents." you explain. His eyes widen slightly. He did work with Blackbolt before, although you don't know what they did exactly, but you understand his surprise. "You mean...?" You nod, pursing your lips slightly. "Believe me, I've been just as surprised."
He humms softly, nodding to himself. "I'll see what I can do. I don't usually work on biological things. I'll need a hair of you." You nod in understanding, then pluck out a hair to give it to him. He puts it into the bag too, then puts it onto the table. "I'll let you know if I was able to help you." You grin widely, hugging him tightly. "Thanks Tony, you're the best."
He chuckles amusedly, nodding. "Indeed, I am." You slap his shoulder playfully. "Anyway, are the others here?"
"I don't know. Thor is in Asgard right now, Scott is out with his daughter and Wanda is out with Vision. I have no idea what the others are up to."
"Hm, okay. I'll see if I find someone." you grin at him and about to leave the lab you turn back to him. "Oh, and also, if you don't mind I'm gonna take one of your iPad thingies you've built yourself with me to the Sanctum. I still can't find a single computer there."
"Sure, help yourself. Although as far as I know Stephen should have one. Football scores..." Tony shrugs, and then with an amused smile you leave, stepping into the elevator to get up into the living room.
Soon enough the elevator-door slides open and you enter the living room, smiling as you spot Steve reading on the sofa.
"Hey Stevey." you grin as you drop down beside him. His gaze moves from the page he was reading to you, bright blue eyes fixing on yours.
"Hey (Y/n). Quite a surprise to see you. You're not with..uhm..Doctor Strange?" he asks, a little bit awkward in the end.
"No I thought I'd go and see if anyone of you guys has time." He nods in understanding, smiling a bit wider. "Well, I've got some time if you'd like to do something."
"Sounds good to me. Fancy a walk in the Central Park?" He grins and gets up, holding out a hand to you to help you up. You accept it, getting up, and the two of you leave together.
The walk to the park goes by in comfortable silence, and you get a sandwich as you pass by a little Café. When you finally arrive at the Central Park the two of you look for a free bench.
"So, have you been busy today?" Steve asks once you've found a nice spot to sit. You shrug, nodding at the same time. "Quite. We've been on Attilan so I could find out a bit about the city itself and the Inhumans. It's been very informative." You won't yet tell him about the suspections about being the daughter of the king and queen. For now you won't tell anyone else until you know for sure.
"Attilan, huh? I've worked with some Inhumans before but I've never been there. Did you like it?"
"Yeah I did. It was interesting. I've met a few of the royal family. And queen Medusa and king Blackbolt showed me around a bit." You grin widely. "I've always wanted to meet Blackbolt, he has always been one of my favourite heroes."
Steve chuckles softly and stays silent now, just taking a look around, taking in the sight of the trees, the nature around. A nice sight in midst the city. Resting your elbow on the back of the bench you lean your cheek against your hand, feeling comfortable right now.
People pass by, some with children. Many recognize you, or at least Steve, some children pointing eagerly at the two of you.
"I would like to talk to you about something..." Steve finally speaks up again after a while. You raise your eyebrows, turning your head towards him, watching him curiously.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Well..." he glances down at the floor, biting his lip. He seems a bit uncomfortable, shy. "First of all, I know you are with Stephen and I want to tell you this just because you deserve to know and I want to get it out."
You straighten slightly, because you have an idea what he is going to say. You give him the time to gather the courage to speak, knowing yourself how hard it is to be honest about affection for someone, especially if that person is in a relationship.
"I've liked you for a while now, (Y/n)... and I... I never knew how to tell you. And now..." he sighs softly. "..I am happy for you, but I just needed to finally talk about it. I understand if that makes you uncomfortable or something, but I hope it won't get between us." He still doesn't meet your eyes and you can see how nervous he is, though you admire him for his honesty.
"I'm glad you told me Steve. I wouldn't let this get in between us. You're a great guy, really, just your timing is bad..." you laugh softly. "If you would have told me earlier I surely would have gone out on a date with you, but now, I am happy with Stephen. But you'll surely find someone too, you just need to find the right girl." you reply, resting your hand on his shoulder. "I mean...what about Sharon? You seem to like her, and she definately likes you too." His head raises and he looks at you, unsure, curious and a bit intrigued. "You think so?"
A little grin spreads on your lips and you nod in agreement. "I am sure about that. She is kind of obvious..." He smiles at you in return, staying silent but seeming thoughtful for a moment.
"Maybe I will ask her out." You just nod, still grinning at him. He deserves to be happy too. Steve is a good guy, a gentleman and someone who would treat a lady with respect. And of all the people you think, he is the one who deserves happiness the most.
You remain in the park for another hour before you head back to the Avengers tower where you watch one of his favourite movies together. Some old comedy movie.
After that you head out again, taking a cab to get back to the Sanctum.
Back there you examine some of the objects before you enter Stephen's library. You are curious about what kinds of books he owns. Surely some really bizarre ones. But also spellbooks and you are definately interested in them.
So you choose your first book and take place on the floor, leaning back against the shelf, looking through the pages, examining them. You look through book after book, most of them old so their pages a yellowed by now. Some are written in a language that surely isn't from this world, so most likely from another dimension. They are written in different signs.
What you've learned is, never open a book with a lock on it, as wether there's something trying to come out of it or it will try sucking you inside. It's almost emberassing to say you've almost lost a fight with a book. Definately isn't a good entry in your superhero records.
Though you don't notice how much time passes by, and before you realize it Stephen enters the library, smiling to himself as he sees you sitting on the floor, a book resting between your crossed legs.
For a moment he just watches you, taking in the sight of your form hunched over one of his books; so beautiful concentrated on the patterns with slightly pursed lips and furrowed eyebrows, slim and gentle fingers tracing the shapes on the page.
Slowly he walks towards you, hands joined behind his back. "You've had a good time?"
Your head snaps up as you can suddenly hear a familiar deep voice, smiling widely. You put the book aside and get up. "Yes. I've been in the Central Park with Steve and since I am back I'm here in the library. You've many very interesting books.." you smile amusedly, rubbing a few scratches on your cheek wich the last 'fight' caused.
The sorcerer chuckles, nodding. "Yes, many of them are from travels. A few keep creatures locked inside. But it seems you've found out about that already." he answers, his fingers replacing yours on your cheek to trace the slightly pink marks before he drops his hand again.
"I did, yeah. But I'm fine. Nothing bad happened and the Sanctum is still standing." The two of you laugh softly at your words and with a tilt of his head towards the door he asks you to follow him out. Gladly you walk after him, catching up so you are at his side.
"Do you have anything else planned for today?" you ask curiously, and a bit hopefully. You'd enjoy to spend some time with him now. It is starting to get late anyway.
"Except having dinner there's nothing I am planning to do. If noone else is coming with an emergency I will just enjoy dinner, peace and silence now." Stephen replies, smiling down at you warmly. Hooking your arm around his you smile back at him. "Alright. You eat whatever all this in your fridge is, and I'll wait for you in the living room."
He grins down at you, nodding, and when you are back on the ground floor you place a kiss on his prominent cheekbone before you pull away from him and head into the living room, getting comfy on the sofa.
You pick up the tablet you brought from the tower, passing the time with watching videos on YouTube.
About half an hour later Stephen finally drops down beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you against his side. You watch the video until it ends, then place the device on the coffee table. Leaning back in you stay silent for a while, just enjoying to feel his warmth and his firm, musculous body against you. Slowly you turn your gaze to him, though at the height of his chest. You would give everything to see what's beneath the robe, how musculous he is.
And that thought sends a little shiver down your spine, placing your hand on his chest, feeling the curve of his muscle even through the fabric.
A smirk spreads on the sorcerer's lips, placing his hand on top of yours. "Enjoying yourself?" he asks, quite satisfied. Slowly your gaze moves from his chest up to his eyes, nibbling at your lower lip. There's a spark in his eyes, one you can't place what it means.
A grin spreads on your own lips, deciding to get a little blunt. "I would if I'd actually see what you're hiding beneath your robe."
You notice the change in his breathing, how it becomes slightly deeper, shorter.
Keeping your intense gaze on him you wait for his next move, and finally he reaches up, starting to open his robe. Your own breathing becomes heavier as you can see a bit of skin, though your sight is cut off when he leans in to press his lips against yours, slowly starting to move them.
You can feel how soft they are, warm and slightly wet not from kissing.
A soft gasp escapes you as you can feel his tongue tracing the shape of your lower lip, and he takes the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth. A bit shyly but eagerly you move your tongue with his, sparks of arousal igniting in your belly.
He tastes sweet, a bit familiar, and you love it. Moving your hand to the exposed bit of his skin on his chest, you can feel how soft and warm it is. Then you can feel his hands on your hips, one hand holding on, the other one caressing up and down on your side. And just then he slowly pulls you onto his lap; you don't resist, straddling him, both your legs beside his.
A soft, quiet moan escapes your throat as you can feel his long fingers sliding beneath the hem of your shirt, causing you to shiver slightly, pulling your stomach in automatically as he caresses your hipbone with his thumb.
"Maybe..." you start shyly, whispering against his lips. "...maybe we should go into your bedroom."
You can feel a smile growing on his lips and he nods. Slowly you slide off of his lap and he quickly follows the movement, never removing his hands from your body. Before you could retreat to his bedroom he presses another kiss to your lips, softly biting down on the lower one before he pulls away just enough so he can lead you to his bedroom, his arm wrapped around your waist.
You haven't seen his bedroom yet, and the thought of what you might do there now creates sparks of arousal in your belly.
He leads you down a hallway where your own room is located, though he follows it until the end, opening the last heavy, wooden door.
You follow him inside, glancing around as he closes the door behind you. Like the rest of the Sanctum the room is a little dark, the walls covered to the middle with wood. Usually there would get in some sunlight through the window, but since it is starting to get dark the chandelier is providing a yellowed light.
Around the room there isn't much personal stuff, just a few rather old-looking pictures, probably from his family, maybe friends from years ago.
Against one wall there is a wardrobe, in one large bed with four bedposts where it would be possible to put curtains on so the matress wouldn't be possible. The wood is dark and there are patterns carved in.
Your attention moves back to him as his hand lifts to your cheek to make you face him again, pressing his lips against yours a bit more hungrily than before. Moaning slightly into the kiss you can feel a shiver running down your spine and straight to your core.
Your hands rest on his sides, pulling him closer against you. A gasp escapes your lips as you feel the bulge forming in his pants pressing against you, and he meets that sound with a little groan. "Stephen..."
"(Y/n)... are you sure you want to go this far already?" he asks, whispering against your lips, his beard slightly tickling you. You are glad he is considerate, but yes, you are sure you want to go that far. "Yes, I am sure..."
Gently you move your mouth to his cheek, placing a few little kisses there as you slide your lips further down to his neck. Starting to suck at his skin you can feel his pulse against your mouth.
You can feel Stephen's arms moving slightly, and just as you start wondering what he is doing you can hear some klicking, realizing he is removing his cummerbund. He drops it to the floor, then continues with the top of his robe. You pull away, watching as he pulls the blue fabric over his head. And the sight he offers is breathtaking, your lips parting.
His body is strong, every muscle visible; from his abs to his pecs and biceps.
You can feel the heat streading in your body, arousal starting to soak your panties.
Gently, you run your hand over his now bare chest, feeling the smooth skin, but also a slight layer of hair. Then, slowly, you move your hand further down, over his stomach, tracing the outline of his abs. You can feel him reacting to your touch, shivering slightly whenever you touch a slightly ticklish spot, inhaling sharply or his stomach tensing slightly.
Stephen carefully cups your cheeks, pressing his lips agaist yours in a slow and passionate kiss. Though soon his hands lower, following the curves of your sides to stop at the hem of your t-shirt. Cool air hits your newly exposed skin as he starts to tug up your shirt, eager and impatient to have you nude in front of him, to see your body for the first time.
You remove your hands from his body to help him, breaking the kiss for just long enough to pull the fabric over your head, to just let it drop to the ground. Your lips meet again, hungrily, and with his hands moving back to your hips he pulls you flush against his chest.
You are still wearing a bra, but otherwise you can feel his bare torso against your own.
Stephen starts to walk you back to his bed, slowly to not make you trip, until the back of your calves meets the frame, and a strong wave of excitement and arousal goes through your body. Then he breaks the kiss, keeping his lips close to yours, his hot breath ghosting over your skin, before he lowers his head to your neck.
A shiver runs down your spine as he darts out his tongue teasingly, leaving just a small, wet trail on your skin, before he starts sucking. You gasp softly at the sensation, and at the same time your hands move to his waistline, teasing the skin just above his pants, sometimes your fingertips slightly dipping inside. You can hear him groan slightly into your neck, pressing his hips into your hand, demanding more. When you finally react, starting to work open his pants, you can feel your own need growing.
He seems to realize, or maybe he just wants to get rid of your sweatpants too, as his thumbs hook into the hem, dragging down the fabric until it drops down around your ankles on it's own. The same happens with his own pants, and finally you lower yourself onto the bed, using this moment in wich you are parted slightly, to let your gaze travel over his mostly exposed body.
Just Stephen's boxers are left, though they leave nothing to the imagination, the outline of his cock visible as it is straining against the fabric.
Stephen seems to have the same idea, his eyes trailing over your body. The mounds still partly covered by your bra, your curvy hips and long legs. But the most desireable part of your body still hidden by your panties and your closed legs.
He rests his hands just above your knees, keeping them there for a moment before he starts sliding them up slowly, to the inside of your thighs.
His gaze moves up to meet yours as he parts your legs for him to settle in between.
"You are so beautiful, (Y/n)..." Stephen speaks softly. He leans over you, his hard and throbbing length pressing against your core. With one arm he supports his weight on top of you, and his other hand moves to the outside of your thigh, wrapping your leg around his hip.
"I need you, Stephen..." you whisper, slowly starting to roll your hips, panting heavily as he grinds back against you. He presses a kiss to your cheek, then to your jaw.
Removing his hand from your thigh he reaches around you, taking a moment to open your bra with a slightly shaking hand. As he slides down the straps from your shoulders he pulls away slightly to look down at you, removing the bra to reveal your breasts to him.
His length twitches against you at the sight, a little groan escaping his lips. This time as he leans in he aims for your breast, kissing and sucking. Your hand moves into his hair, keeping him close to your body. You moan in pleasure as his teeth slightly graze your skin.
Finally his attention moves to your nipple, full lips wrapping around the hard bud to suck hungrily. Your back arches beneath him, another moan escaping your throat, grip in his hair tightening slightly.
While you move your hand in between your bodies you can feel his still gloved hand caressing your body, trying to find sensetive spots. A bit hesitantly your hand moves down, halting just beneath his belly button, though curiousity and arousal get the better of you and you move your hand further, sneaking it into his boxers.
Another wave of arousal hits your belly as you wrap your fingers around his thick erection, making him groan against your skin. Your whole body is heated, and you are sure your cheeks are flushed red, especially now that you can tell how large he is in your hand. Firmly you run your hand up and down on his shaft, pumping rather slowly still.
Now he stops sucking, just breathing heavily, groaning quitely in pleasure. Stephen then straightens, first letting his gaze travel down on you, then he looks back up. You remove your hand, watching intently as he takes off his boxers, revealing his leaking cock fully. You moan softly at the sight, wetting your lips with your tongue. His hands then move to your panties, your gazes meeting, and he wordlessly asks for permission to remove the last piece of clothing from your body. You just answer with a little nod, a little shy, but sure that this is what you want. The sorcerer drags down your panties, his gaze lowering again. Finally also this piece of clothing drops to the floor. Again he gently parts your legs, taking in the sight of your wet folds. "You're so wet for me..."
His voice is even deeper than usually, rough and husky from arousal.
You reach down between your legs, running your fingers up and down on your slit. "I need you so badly, Stephen..." He inhales sharply at your words and actions.
He smirks down at you, though that grin drops slightly and he clenches and unclenches his hands for a moment. Raising your eyebrows you sit up, running your other hand down his strong arm. "Everything okay?"
At your question he snaps out of it, nodding. "I'm fine." he replies with a smile, pecking your lips. With relief you squeeze his bicep, smiling back at him. A bit hesitantly he starts to take off his gloves, though you don't stop moving, still caressing his arm, trying to make him more comfortable about this. Once the first glove is off you glance down at his hand, also running your own hand down on his arm. You trace his scars gently with your fingertip; you want to show him that the scars don't matter to you. First he tenses a bit, but you can see that it works. He starts to relax again, the shaking of his hands becomig less at your gentle touch. He takes your hand into his own, his thumb caressing the back of it.
He soon stops though, removing the second glove too. Then he lowers you onto the bed again, kissing you passionately, his tongue tangling with yours. His hand moves between your legs, a shiver running down your spine as he starts stroking your clit firmly.
"Please, I need you inside me..." you whisper with need, rolling your hips slightly. But you know, because of his size you will need some preperation. He knows too, moving his fingers to your hole, teasing for a moment before he slides one finger into you. Your moan is met with a growl of his own, the sensation of your warm, tight and wet walls around his digit making him even more impatient to finally be burried inside you.
"God, you're so tight..." he whispers against your lips. His finger moves in and out of your core. It doesn't take long until he adds a second finger, careful to not hurt you.
He thrusts his fingers, quickly picking up the pace, making you moan and gasp in pleasure.
Your arms wrap around his back, keeping him close as he starts to scissor his fingers and rub your walls. With his care your walls relax more around his digits, until you feel that you are ready.
"I'm ready.. please, fuck me Stephen."
He doesn't hesitate, removing his fingers from inside you. His cock is begging for attention now, leaking with pre-cum. He reaches down to pump himself.
"Do we need a condom?"
You shake your head. "I am taking the pill.."
He grins slightly, nodding in understanding. And finally he lines up with your entrance, tip pressing against you before he finally pushes in.
You let out a long moan, feeling your walls stretching around his erection, back arching off the bed. "F-Fuck...you're so big..." you whisper, earning a chuckle in return.
"You feel so good wrapped around me..." Stephen replies, kissing you again.
Once fully settled inside you he stops moving for a moment, waiting for you to get used to his size.
After a moment of waiting he pulls back out again almost completely, just to thrust back in. He moves in and out slowly, burrying his face in the crook of your neck. With every move of his hips you can feel his body moving against you.
While Stephen picks up his pace on top of you you close your eyes, concentrating fully on the pleasure he is making you feel, moves getting harder and faster now. His hips are slapping into yours, the room getting filled with the sounds of both your moans and heavy breathing and your heated bodies moving in sync.
The nails of your fingers dig slightly into his back, holding onto him, feeling the muscles rippling beneath his skin. One of his hands is tangled in your hair while the other one is traveling over your body, caressing and squeezing on it's way, until finally he stops it on your ass.
More and more moans are floating from your lips, pleasure growing stronger, more intense in your body. You can feel your orgasm building, heart beating wildly in your chest.
Stephen pulls away again slightly, looking down at you, drinking in the sight of your breasts bouncing with his thrusts, the pleasure clearly visible on your face. You are so stunning to see with your cheeks flushed pink, lips parted in a silent moan, brows furrowed slightly.
His own pleasure is steadily growing with the sensation of your tight walls squeezing his cock, wet and hot around him, and the slight stinging of your nails scratching his skin.
It makes it all more intense for him.
"I'm so close.." you gasp.
Stephen's hand moves from your butt to your clit, rubbing in quick, tiny circles to add to the pleasure. "Come for me, (Y/n)." he responds, eager to feel your walls tightening even more around him. He thrusts a little harder, starting to lose his rythm but he keeps burrying himself deep inside you every time.
It doesn't take you long and you finally come around him, crying out in pleasure. Stephen groans, the sensation of you coming around him enough to get him over the edge too.
He releases deep inside you, pressing his hips against yours, tense for a moment beforehe thrusts into you a few more times, riding out both your orgasms.
Once it is over he stops moving on top of you, just resting his head on your chest to calm his racing heart and to catch his breath. His head is raising and falling with your chest because of your own breathing. You caress his hair again, now out of place after what you've done together.
Both of you remain like this for a few minutes, caressing each other. You can feel his length softening inside you and a bit of his come leaking from your hole. Then, after taking some time to regain strength, Stephen pulls out, rolling over to lay beside you, pulling you against his firm body. Gladly you cuddle up against him while his arm wraps around you.
"Maybe we should get beneath the sheets, or I'm going to freeze..." you comment quietly, smiling against his skin. Stephen chuckles softly, nodding. "We should indeed." Letting go of you he pulls the covers over both your bodies, then he pulls you close again, now laying on his back. You rest your head on his chest, able to hear his heartbeat. It is a calming and peaceful moment, and right now you feel comfortable and happy.
"It was an amazing experience to share this with you." you can hear the deep rumble of his voice. "It was, yes. And I will love to do this more often." you grin a little, causing him to laugh a little.
"I won't be the one to say no to that." At that you giggle with him, caressing his chest.
You stay silent now, closing your eyes. It is late by now, the only light that comes in from outside is the moonlight and the lights from the streets.
With his hand on your back, Stephen is still caressing your back slightly, the sensation lulling you to sleep slowly.
Exhaustion and sleepiness are taking over and soon you are sleeping in Stephen's arms, his body keeping you warm.