This is a direct continuation of the last chapter, so lemons will be had. If that is not your thing, feel free to skip, you won't miss out on plot... even though I consider this part of it.
To all others, I hope you enjoy in whichever way you see fit! :D
Together again
They wasted little time with tentative beginnings this time. Too big was the hunger, too urgent the need for release, twice postponed on this day alone.
Link smashed into her with as much restraint as he could muster, which wasn't much. They bumped against the just closed door. Zelda, thankfully pretty stably built, simply gave a tiny squeak of surprise and joy as his lips assaulted hers. Her own appetites flared up immediately as she felt his skin on hers, his breath against her face, his arousing scent in her nose…
It had taken significant courage to present herself so completely freely, everything shed, every barrier removed… Had you asked her, whether she would ever consider doing something like this, she probably would have answered 'no, for no one!'
Now that answer was revised: 'yes… only for one…'
She had trembled on her whole body, simply for not being absolutely sure how he would react… That tiny niggling doubt, whispering filthily that he might gaze at her disturbed… or indifferent… she couldn't say what would have been worse…
Though now, as he had her pinned against the heavy door by her hands and, most importantly, by her lips, she couldn't overstate how worth it had been. That look in his magnificent eyes, first surprise… then, dare she admit it, delight… and finally, she shuddered with ravishment, lust…
His hands held her wrist firmly against the hard surface behind, making her feel even more exposed… she didn't mind.
His whole body was so tightly pressed against hers she had trouble breathing… she didn't care.
The slightly rough wood was prickly on her bare buttocks… even that passed into the background.
Her leg lifted as if it had a mind of its own, wrapping around him as high as it would go, her hunger for more contact with him insatiable… and she knew it could never be slaked as long as all that thrice damned fabric was between them.
She reared up just a tiny bit more, pushed even deeper into his fiery kiss, her shoulders complaining from the unusual angle they were forced to assume by his unrelenting grip, but they could yell all they wanted. Being so restrained had its own allure, powerless before his strength and his desire, but it only served to excite her so much that it all wasn't enough!
Slowly he released her, but reaffirmed when she tried to escape her position. She understood… she obeyed, despite all her synapses screaming for her to rip his clothes from his body.
His fingers crawled tantalizingly slowly across the skin of her arms, just the lightest brush, as she had to use all her mental restrained to keep her hands where they were, against the door. His tips reached her shoulders, sending a shiver through her that made her skin feel cold, even as her core heated to unknown levels.
His hands snuck further up, over her neck, his lips never leaving hers, their tongues wrestling for control. As she was commanded to keep her arms still, she moved her hips against him, feeling the bulge of his manhood strain the fabric of his trousers.
She was in agony… sweet, blissful agony as he kept her waiting, longing for more. His hands reached her cheeks, cupped them, the fingers of his left playing with her favourite, and currently only, piece of clothing.
His mouth left hers and she was ready to scream for it to return, to continue its assault, to eat her whole… when she felt his lips return to her other earlobe, suckling on it so strongly as if he wished to tear it off, sending spasms of delight through her. His hands went back down the way they came, past her shoulders this time, lightly brushing over her armpits, making her squirm as every sensation from him was just lumped together with pleasure. He left her ear, she felt his heavy breath brush over her face as he passed to the other side. His lips closed around her other earlobe, the one with his precious gift in it… She could feel his tongue play with it so very gently, pushing, fondling, pulling, tugging… His hands trailed lower along her sides, stopping just a thumb's width away from her breasts. Her body twitched, wishing to twist into his palm, but not knowing which way. She wanted to scream at him to stop torturing her with all those half measures, while at the same time begging him to go on forever.
His mouth pulled back, as did his body, just a bit. For the first time in minutes she opened her eyes and saw him just centimetres away, his face flushed and alive, a raised eyebrow trying to show nonchalance, but was betrayed by the glaze, the celestial fire in his eyes that showed her how dearly he fought to hold himself back. The dim light hit his face just right, accentuating his jaw and the tilt of his smile… good goddess, he was handsome! Her heart gave a little flutter…
With a startling suddenness his hands moved to her bottom and without the slightest hint of exertion lifted her up. Her legs reacted at once, wrapping around his hips as a surprised giggle escaped her. Now, finally, she disobeyed, moving her hands so they wrapped around his neck, just as she rammed her lips back against hers with even greater urgency.
His head was so light he feared he might float away, her soft, warm mouth battling his, nibbling, sucking, shifting positions in a way that betrayed her hunger. His hands on those heavenly, smooth globes of her rump, squeezing of their own accord, pulling her even tighter against him… her crotch grinding against his… If the entrapment in his trousers had been painful before, now it was agony! The long, straining teasing he had just delivered, just for her, had only served to remind him just how much, and how imperatively he wanted her. Then, looking into those two divine, pure, sparkling crystals the goddesses had given her as eyes, he had felt his restraint melt.
Unable to see, as his face was preoccupied with serving as a target for a thousand different assaults from Zelda's lips tongue and teeth, he slowly waddled through the small antechamber and towards the bed, bumping into the wall only once… Zelda didn't even seem to notice. She stopped her attack just long enough for him to check that he was indeed standing in front of the mattress before he unceremoniously dropped her onto it. Her squeal, as well as the cute bout of giggling just him to smile down at her like a fool… as well as another twitch in his loins. If he did not remove all that pesky, worthless fabric that kept their bodies from touching right now, he would go absolutely mad.
He ripped everything off so quickly it was in serious danger of tearing. Then he gazed down at her, squirming on the bed stark naked… except for that tiny blue glimmer on her ear… He awarded himself a few, precious seconds to marvel at her, frankly, sinfully beautiful body.
Her flush, angelic face that entranced him with such an enticing look of both want and shyness, framed with her straight, long hair of pure gold that already was just that tiny bit dishevelled from their play.
Her slim, yet supple shoulders and collar area that formed such a supremely elegant curve with her beautiful neck.
Her ivory coloured, pert breasts, just the perfect size for his hands to cup, his palms and fingers already itching to once again explore their sweet, girlish shape and softness.
Her slender belly, now dancing agitatedly with her excited breaths, ending in those slightly angular protrusions of her shapely hips.
The place between her legs, currently a bit hidden due to her juvenile squirming as she followed his gaze, crowned with just a light, crisp fuzz, only slightly darker than her other hair.
Her shapely legs, from her feminine rear, over their athletic build, to her elegant, adorably soft and flexible feet.
If this was not how a goddess looked, he knew not whether he could ever be a religious man.
He glance back at her face, a delightful shimmer of bright red on her cheeks and her cute nose, slightly turned away in shame at his blatant inspection, but still grinning bashfully, yet proudly at the boundlessly infatuated smile he sported… and, if he judged her quick glances correctly, another very honest show of appreciation his body did for her.
Speaking of which, it was that very body part that had had quite enough of waiting and demanded instant attention. Link felt his grin turn predatory… There was something he had meant to do for a while… and had always met with a bit of resistance from her…
A little more patience down there… first it's her turn…
The invigorating flutter her heart gave was both relieved and just that tiny bit scared when he had finished his scrutinizing of her body. More than ever, that naughty part in her wanted to show him all, but there still was enough of her left to feel his stare like the heat of a bonfire. Exciting, stimulating, gratifying… especially when she had finally thought to adore his body as well… and had noticed his very lively somatic reaction…
Now, he prowled closer, crawled forward on all fours, his eyes never leaving hers, and her heart thumped so hard in her chest she thought she might explode. She adored that look on his face, one of boundless hunger and lust, one that, she was proud to say, only ever happened when they were together, alone… but it also conjured a reaction very similar to fear… though not quite… a million times more delicious…
He pranced over her, taking great care that his fingers lightly touched her at all times. She felt his hot breath brush over her, first her knees, then her hips, her bosom… each time it caressed her already slightly sweaty skin, she felt a shiver dance up and down her spine, completely turning her perception of hot and cold upside down.
Finally, they were face to face, he above her, gazing down with that fiery intensity that made her tremble with desire.
She liked his dark blonde, constantly dishevelled looking hair that hung down slightly, framing his extremely cute face, which also had that barely noticeable sheen of excited sweat on it.
She adored the way his gaze pierced into her soul and opened up his own in return, showing her that he wanted this as desperately as she, and was just as nervous.
She loved how, with all that he did, there was always that slight question in his eyes, ever asking whether he may go on. It made her feel safer now, nude and two hundred metres above ground, than she had ever been.
She could resist no longer!
Her hands flew upwards, one against his strong abdomen, feeling his muscles bulge and relax for her, the other snaking around his neck to pull him down against her.
He followed her beckoning and lowered himself onto her until their nude flesh touched along its entire length, their loins against each other, but nothing more… yet!
He paused, centimetres from her face, his eyes darting from her mouth to her eyes and back. She bit her lip and made a strangled little sound in her throat, commanding, asking begging him to continue.
He did… their lips met once more, but gentler now, even though she could feel the liquid fire of lust pulse within him… against her… He found an enticing, but soft rhythm and she couldn't help but copy it, though always vibrating to go faster, stronger… It seemed he wasn't done playing with her just now… if only it wasn't so sweet…
Without her control, her hips moved, and she felt his hardness against her, her legs moving to trap him in that position. He groaned, deliciously, but twitched away much to her momentary disappointment.
Her gaze must have shown, as he grinned in a way that seemed to say 'patience, my dumpling…'
She had to admit, that precious resource had already been spent thrice over… If he continued with this torment, she might need to tie him to the bed and take care of it all herself!
His mouth lowered again, but once again snuck past her own to kiss along her cheek to right in front of her ear where he knew it tickled her just right.
His lips trailed lower, past her jaw, dreadfully slowly along her neck. He stopped, then suddenly bit into it, tenderly, just enough to elicit a little gasp from her.
Both of her hands remained on his head, coursing again and again through his hair, which they loved to do, ruffling, smoothing… directing, if need be…
On his quest downwards went… it had taken him there before a couple of times… before she had gotten cold feet…
His mouth kissed down the middle of her chest, every touch of his lips sending a pulse of heat through her whole body.
'Please, please do it already!' she begged in her thoughts.
His right hand trailed along her waist upwards, her brain overtaxed with following both its motions and his mouth's tiny little assaults. His fingers cupped her breast, forcing a miniscule sigh from her lips as they squeezed ever so gently.
With an almost brutal attack his mouth ravished her right nipple as his thumb played with her left, making her squirm embarrassingly strongly. Her chest rose off the bed off its own accord, as if to bring herself closer to the magnificent ministrations he was gracing her with. His tongue flicked over her sensitive flesh and his fingers did the same on the other side. He suckled on it sweetly, just as he pulled on its twin only barely strong enough.
She squirmed and her hips tossed around, her fingers opening and closing of their own accord, but…
But it wasn't enough! Still he was being so damned overly gentle! Just enough to get her hotter, more aroused, more desperate.
His mouth left her breast and she was ready to wail for him to go back… or finally fill her… or do anything!
For a tantalizing second she felt nothing… Then his hot breath ghosted over her belly, just below her navel… and she knew what he wanted.
She had… pleased him this way a few times and always had he offered to do the same… Once prior he had meant to surprise her like this… Goddess knew she wanted to experience it, know what new delights they could find together…
But something had always stopped her… for him to see her… there… so closely… for reasons she couldn't quite explain, it felt so embarrassing… which was utterly, utterly stupid!
Again, her hand stopped him by touching his cheek.
"Link, I…"
"Shhh…" he whispered, his breath already tousling her hair down low. Quick as a cat he crawled back up to steal a lightning kiss from her lips…
Every synapse, every fibre in her body demanded, begged screamed for him to continue… During all their play right now, he had assumed dominance and she had delighted in being his to command… why not now, too?
As their lips parted once again, there was such a naughty, promising grin on his maddeningly handsome face that it made her head spin.
"To quote you from earlier, sweetling… Resistance is futile…" he growled… but waited…
Her eyes darted all over his face, the eyes she loved more than anything in the world… his sweet, sweet face that, just with a slight shift in expression, had told her a thousand times that he found her beautiful… a face she trusted… eyes she loved…
She didn't even need to nod… he felt it before she ever could.
He went back down… She thought she might have simply burst into flames if he hadn't…
His heart thundered in his chest, his ears rang with the excitement of exploring new territory. Her girlish shame, charming as it was, had been conquered… now, lets hope I know at all what I'm doing!
Tiny echoes of thought in his mind, banished behind pure arousal and the constant reminder of her beauty.
He went to kneel below her… as if on a reflex, her legs clamped together, once again denying him the privilege… Though not this time…
He let his fingers brush lovingly from her bottom all the way to her knees, planted a soft kiss on both of them, each lasting more than a second. With a last glance at her terrified, excited, lusty eyes he, gently, grasped both her knees and ever so slowly pulled them apart. A nervous squirm, a cute little sigh… but she let him go on where his own cravings led him.
As expected, nothing short of a marvel greeted him. Zelda, his adorable princess, suddenly so bashful, seemed to try to both look somewhere else and gauge his reaction.
Thighs of pure, white marble, seeming to lead the way to her innermost, the place that seemed to cause her such inhibitions… but, a place that he claimed too, like all the beautiful rest.
Pink and puffy, dripping with the evidence of her arousal… and…
"Just as lovely, as perfect as all the rest of you, Zelda…" he muttered. His own pulse hammered so urgently in his throat that he could barely coax any words out of it. His hands had a new tremble as they left her knees and moved inward.
Zelda, seeing the wide eyed wonder in his gaze felt herself turn so red she was surprised the whole room wasn't glowing. But… when he had looked back at her, so much utter delight and amazement in those beloved doors to his soul… she had known it was alright…
Quaking like a dry autumn leaf in a sudden gale, she watched his head lower.
His hands brushed ever so lightly over the inside of her thighs, sending continuous shocks of lightning through her belly all the way to her head, which felt as if it were rocking and twisting like a raft on stormy seas.
Was she really about to do this?
His hot mouth left a searing kiss just a hand-span away from her centre… and with a sudden certainty that surprised her the decision was made.
Yes. She would.
He let his lips trail lower, ever closer towards her middle as his hand on the other leg mirrored his movement. He felt her shiver below him, delighted in the coolness and smoothness of her skin… and the incredibly arousing scent that reduced the last vestiges of sense to dust and launched him beautifully into the land of sweet, delectable madness.
She saw him hover over her midst, his face once again forming a slight, eager smile at the things he saw. The sensations of his touch on his thighs had reignited the fires of her lust and had made them spiral out of control. One last time he glanced up at her… with one last question.
There was no hesitation this time. She nodded, ere all that bothersome, useless sense could interfere once more. Her cheeks blushed even more fiercely, but she no longer could bring herself to care… all that mattered now was what followed next… and her complete ignorance of it all excited her so much she was briefly convinced she had just gone crazy.
He lowered his lips and placed a lingering kiss just above where her tuft of hair began. Then he moved on, lower by a millimetre as his thumbs softly caressed up and down on the insides of her thighs.
Her body shuddered and she sighed involuntarily, watching her own belly dance in uncontrollable spasms… but it wasn't enough! Again, he was teasing her mercilessly, stoking that fire that burned in her veins, that pulled her nerves so taught, spiked her pulse and breath she thought she would faint!
Her hairs tickled his nose as he delighted in the barely audible whimpers she awarded him with. His head spun with the indescribable excitement of it all, the knowledge of what he was about to do… and, most of all, her intoxicating scent, pure and enthralling.
Her hips bucked as her maximally tensed muscles screamed for release and, before she could stop it, a tiny, short whine passed her lips that sounded dangerously like "Please!"
Link stopped, for only a second. He, too, had reached the limit of his restraint and sheer lust took over. His beloved's face was contorted, in need, helpless… her crystal clear eyes bespoke her want. His heart giving a little flutter, he obliged.
She felt one of his breaths ghost over her most sensitive part, a place nearly no-one but her had ever even seen. Her mind went blank when she felt his kiss on her folds and another, weak whimper found its way to Link's ears.
He felt her hands once again comb through his hair. He halted for only a moment, unsure whether she wanted to pull him away… but no… the little squeak she gave when he, ever so gently, ran his lower lip from the lowest point all the way up was more than enough confirmation. For a few seconds, he simply planted kiss after kiss at the glistening streak between her puffy lips, enjoying the little spasms he would get in return. Then, seeing as he was doing something right, he decided to do something a bit bolder…
Every time his lips met her, she felt her legs go weaker, felt a gasp escape her, felt the urge to lift her hips to meet him. Through eyes that seemed to go in and out of a fog of arousal, she watched him, unable to think even the simplest coherent thought, just realizing that his face between her legs sent her pulse to new, untold heights, so incredibly erotic it was. Suddenly, forcing yet another squeak from her, she felt his tongue go all the way up inside her, first on the left, then on the right. Her belly spasmed almost painfully when he did it again… and again… and… again…
He drew back a few centimetres, licking his lips absentmindedly. The pressure of Zelda's hands on his head increased, if only slightly… the message was clear.
He had resumed his kissing, though now, to her amazement, he lingered a little more every time, taking her inner lips between his lips and, with just a hint of suction, pulled back again. He did this wonderful thing again, a little higher, a little higher still… She shuddered as he came so close to the point that wanted his soft ministrations most, the little nub she had discovered drove her wild… her hips bucked as she but thought of his lips there, bringing it closer to him before she could stop it. With an inferno of lightning shooting through her body, his lips closed around it and with incredible softness, he pulled away again, tugging it with him just a little.
She gasped, she quaked and moaned… then swallowed as her heart seemed ready to jump out of her throat. He gazed at her, looking a tad startled… but he seemed to understand without any words… she would have been thoroughly unable to provide them anyway.
His mouth enveloped the little swollen bud once more, applying just a fraction more vacuum before pulling away once again. It plopped from his lips with a wet sound, accompanied by his beloved's moans.
Her mind was empty but for the ecstasy of pleasure his mouth brought her. Her fists were balling and relaxing in his hair and she only barely resisted the overpowering urge to simply pull him against her down there. His did it once more, pulling ever so slowly, but now he changed it up again. Instead of moving so far that her over-sensitive flesh was released he now pressed the flat of his tongue against it with increasing force. The white hot tempest within her tightened even more and she could no longer resist. Her hips bucked into him, her belly tightened until her upper body came closer and her hands had enough leverage to hold him tightly in place against her soft midst. He growled against her in surprise, but didn't stop for an instant… the vibrations of his voice only sent yet another sparkling shiver through every single nerve. She forced her eyes open, the heavenly sight of him pleasuring her with his mouth yet another incredible source of lust. With his lips buried within her at her whim, he changed constantly between suction and release at a steady rhythm, as his tongue either pressed against that bundle of nerves or circled around it.
Her hips moved constantly, uncontrollably now, ever seeking to intensify his contact with her as her back arched, unintentionally pulling him even stronger against her. Her gasps and pants became ever quicker, the knot of extreme pleasure tightening to impossible levels.
At one point, Link opened his eyes… the simple sight of his deep blue orbs watching her squirm very nearly sent her over the edge.
His lips and tongue increased their speed, possibly seeing her ever escalating reaction to his efforts. Her heart raced, her breath caught, every single sensation from his hands and mouth intensified by a hundred and with one last flick of his tongue the white hot fireball inside her exploded as her whole body seized in pleasure. She gasped loudly, her voice husky and shuddering as wave after wave of tempestuous orgasm crashed over her, causing multiple spasms to wrack her body every-which way.
Link slowed his ministrations but didn't stop, drawing out more and more of her magnificent climax out of her, absolutely delighted by just the sight of her feeling such pleasure, holding her hips firmly against him when she no longer could.
As the ecstasy that had launched her to orbit faded, she put a trembling hand on his forehead and only then, did he stop… after one last incredibly soft kiss on the spot that had helped him enable this beautiful moment for her. He liked that spot… he was glad he found it!
Her breath was deep and shuddering as her eyes still fluttered, every muscle in her body maximally relaxed, her mind still filled with nothing but white.
Gently, he moved back up and lay down next to her so that he could tenderly kiss her cheek and jawbone, over and over again as she returned to reality… after he had wiped his mouth.
Slowly but surely, his soft nibbles, meant to pull her back into life, showed a reaction. She giggled and squirmed adorably as his deliberately minimal contact tickled her still sensitive skin. Her head rolled over so their foreheads bumped gently together and he revelled in the sound and feeling of her still deepened and quickened breaths caressing his chin and chest… he could hardly imagine a more beautiful sensation.
Eyes still closed, she laughed for no apparent reason, slowly shaking her head as if in disbelief.
"Forgot how to talk?" he teased, not quite able to hide his radiating pride at his accomplishment and seeing no reason to.
His beloved nodded, grinning brightly and finally opening her gorgeous eyes. At seeing him, there was once again a delightful blush summoned on her stunning nose, so gloriously pulsating with life in its hot, glistening, perfect state. Though this was no longer caused only by bashfulness… this was now something else too… something far greater, far deeper… He felt his own face mirror hers, felt the heat rush onto his cheeks and his gloating grin evolve into a longing, almost wistful smile.
Zelda, still feeling like she might be glowing in all the colours of the rainbow, could no longer resist the temptation. Craning her neck only slightly her lips finally touched his, just the barest whisper of contact at first, moving away again to peck the side of his nose, then returning after caressing down his cheek. His lips seemed to burn on hers, every synapse still poised to the max after the incredible heights she had just flown through… she couldn't get enough! What started so very gentle quickly regained its earlier ferocity, its fire, its hunger… This, she had to admit, was the one weakness of the delicious madness he had just performed on her… There was no way to kiss him during it… there weren't many other faults, though…
As if it had a mind of its own, her hand once again reached up to ruffle through his hair, brushing it with her fingers, pulling at it, grabbing it by the fistful… an outlet for the boundless energy coursing non-stop between them.
Her skin once again did its electrifying dance of hot and cold when she felt his hand on her chest, ever so slowly caressing downwards. Lost in the dream of his lips and his touch, she realized she made those stupid little squeaking noises again… she couldn't help making them and always felt a little embarrassed… but Link seemed to enjoy them, weirdly…
His slightly rough, searching fingers had already made it past her bellybutton… she felt herself tremble at the anticipation, the hope that it might quest even further….
His fingernails lightly brushed through her curls and she forgot how to breathe.
A mighty heave went through her whole body when finally his hand cupped middle and she had to hold on for dear life not to lose her connection to his lips. She felt his finger tenderly slide up and down her still hyper-sensitive folds, sending burning shivers all the way up her skin. Her mouth briefly left his, forced to give air to uncontrollable gasps as his digit entered her and did slow, terribly insufficient turns inside.
"Ow! Err, could you… retract your claws, kitten?" she heard him ask from somewhere far off, through the haze of free-floating pleasure. It took a second for his words to reach her through it…
"Oh! Sorry… sorry…" she muttered, only now noticing that both her hands had acted on their own, one clawing at his shoulder, the other at his head through his cute mop. This wasn't the first time she had accidentally done that…
Thankfully, he only grinned, apparently amused by her subconscious show of ecstasy. Then his face got a tiny bit shy again, his eyes adorably innocent and caring... and enticingly playful "So… would you like… another round?" he asked, mumbling silently.
Simply hearing this question from him while he gazed at her like that sent a brief, sweet high all the way to her curling toes. A tiny bit of sheepishness made itself shown on her glowing cheeks…
'Goddess above, yes!' was what her unchecked emotions wanted to roar into the night… But, and her gaze ever so quickly twitched down his fascinating body to something that, as of yet, had been forced to patiently, painfully wait… But, as exciting as it had been, and as eagerly she wanted him to do it again, there was still something she loved more…
"I'd… rather… you know…" she whispered, foolishly hoping she wouldn't have to say it out loud… colossally foolish, she thought, after all that we've already done, being unable to simply name it…
Nevertheless, his gorgeous eyes, widening, firing up in barely contained desire, told her that he understood perfectly… and that he had quietly hoped that she might say that.
Almost scrambling like a little boy to get into position, she had to stifle a laugh… it probably would have come out as a husky groan anyway, with her throat so tight from mind-numbing lust and anticipation at seeing him kneeling between her legs, his entire beautiful, strong body trembling in sweet thrill.
He guided himself towards her innermost and her breath caught, her heart fibrillating with a vigour that only he had ever conjured.
A delicious convulsion raced through every muscle when she felt him part her, felt his flesh caress hers in a way that only lovers could experience.
He gasped, leaning forward and nearly collapsing on top of her, his strong arms to either side of her ears and his forehead pressing gently against hers. Tremble after delightful tremble coursed through his body, which she now felt as if they were her own, his eyes shut tightly in intense concentration. Never was her beloved Link more cute… and more erotic than in these moments when, she understood, he purposefully held himself back so their magnificent union would last longer. She could feel how hard he had to fight his own rapidly approaching climax… a tiny pang of guilt actually made itself felt for having neglected his needs for so long that he had to desperately cling on to the sheets to last a little more.
She beamed at him, despite the fact that he couldn't see… then gasped in unison with him as, finally, he reached her deepest parts within and their hips touched, as they were always meant to.
He exhaled hotly against her and his shudder, barely clinging to his own sanity, seemed to heighten her own, considerable arousal even more.
She took his face between her hands and pulled him into a brief but blazingly hot kiss, unable to keep her own pelvis from making little grinding motions against him, causing a whole new wave of trembles to wrack their bodies in unison.
She didn't want him to hold back… his selflessness before had already been quite enough, it was certainly not too much to ask of her to return the favour… and, currently, feeling as soul-shakingly excited as she was, it was not at all certain she wouldn't join him in his ecstasy…
When she broke their kiss, which took a lot of internal negotiation, she took a few breaths to re-discover her own voice. "Don't… don't hold back!" she whispered, barely able to utter the words, so hoarse was her speech. Uncertain whether he could even understand, so lost in his own private combat, she emphasized her meaning by moving on her own as best as she could, pinned under his quivering body.
His moan, delightful to her ears, her own arousal heating to a white-hot radiance at hearing it.
At last, he began to move, not with his usual gentleness, but hungrier, more desperate, almost animalistic… a sight that always brought her closer to the edge, when she could coax it out of him.
For a few heavy strokes they were both lost in bliss, caressing, tugging, pressing against each other, all thought swept away by an ever increasing tide of pleasure, not even conscious enough any more to unite their lips, but utterly afloat in the feeling of the other's body.
His moans came quickly, she felt them ghost intensely over the skin of her neck. She clung to him as if for dear life, both with hands and legs, every sinew taut in unspeakable arousal, every tiny movement of his skin against hers causing a thunderstorm inside, until her waking mind seemed simply burned away in its intensity.
She felt a mighty spasm run through him, then felt his hotness inside her pulsate as he did a few last strokes, then held as deep as possible, quivering and groaning delightfully. She sensed the waves of his orgasm punch through him, enraptured by the force of his bliss as if it were her own, revelling in the feeling of having brought her beloved to his absolute peak… and enjoying the incredible fullness and unity he gave her back.
After what seemed like minutes of white, thoughtless perfection, he started breathing again, gasping and urgent. He was shivering like leaf in a gale, now lying fully on her, all strength spent for the moment. His head hung past her shoulder, so all she could do was kiss gently along his ear while waiting patiently for him to return. She liked this maximal closeness, even when their act was already over… the feeling of his nude skin on hers, all the way from top to bottom, was heavenly… Thankfully, he wasn't heavy…
At last, he stirred, so limply at first, so bereft of all his power, that she had to giggle. Apparently, she had sucked him dry!... even though she hadn't, a particularly naughty part of her thoughts supplied.
A tiny bit of disappointment she couldn't help but feel… it had been incredibly sweet and delicious… she had hoped it might just go on forever… But, then again, she didn't really care… The time would come for more summits to climb… together. She just had to be patient… which was something that, in this case, was getting increasingly hard, she had to admit.
Very slowly removed her hands from his hair and caressed down his shoulders to his waist, still showering him with kiss after kiss wherever she could reach. She could feel him slip out of her, the magnificent feeling of being filled gone, leaving just a strangely longing echo. If only…
He moved, tension returning to his body, strength to his muscles. He lifted his head, his hair hanging sweatily down over his face, yet another sight that was strangely erotic. She couldn't wait to look at him again, gaze at his handsome smile, those beautiful eyes… They would be tired but happy, she supposed, ready to fall over and…
His eyes opened, the intense deep blue fixating on her immediately. A tiny shiver ran all the way over her skin, both hot and cold…
Never before had they been so alive, so positively glowing with energy… so eager for more. An impish smile graced his features, so utterly attractive that her heart nearly went into arrest. Without a single word uttered, it clearly said only one thing: "Give me five minutes…"
Her body squirmed, experiencing a fiery reawakening from the languor it had almost succumbed to, having thought that tonight was over. A wide smile of excitement shined on her face, fuelled by immediately rekindled lust and the delicious uncertainty of what would follow… what other lunacy they could come up with.
The night, it seemed, had only just begun!
