Chapter 3: 7. Public sex

You'll get the title *smirk*

Growing up – and whole her life, really – Surr was more than annoyed at how small she was. At how sometimes she had to ask her much taller friends to reach for something for her when she couldn't reach it herself or how many teased her about her tiny stature. But it definitely also had its perks. Her enemies tended to underestimate her at first look – and swiftly paid the price for that. Hydealyn's Blessing granted her strength, speed, and stamina to more than makeup for how she looked… sharpened her senses to the point that wasn't anywhere near the place you could call average. That she happened to occasionally resent – as her sharp nose tended to nearly give her nausea when met with unpleasant scents.

But in this particular – special – situation she was more than grateful for all of that. As her tiny frame allowed her to drown in the circle of Raha's embrace while his quiet, content purr made her sensitive ears twitch slightly, swallowing the sound greedily – and making her own even louder and more intense. And how despite the way he simply blew her mind with his beautiful, skilled mouth just a moment ago – that was… gods, that was something! – the way their scents mixed, filling her head with every shaky breath… had her blood nearly bubble on a low boil.

Had her wonder… how much time would he need to recover. Planning and hoping earlier for this… trap, she didn't predict this exact outcome… Didn't dare think that he would play into her hands so easily. But maybe she should – after all… all through the years they knew each other and everything they went through together – G'raha Tia loved to surprise her. Intentionally or not. From the moment his amused – so cocky then – voice sent her on a chase around Twelveswood up to this very day… She never met anyone else who would affect her life like he always did.

She was really beyond dumb to not figure out earlier how much exactly did he mean to her. Almost made her wonder… about when did she actually fell in love with him. And how did she miss that…?

And… after that look earlier – the way his beautiful ruby eyes bared his soul for her as he in a whisper gave her his soul – made her wonder how long exactly did he love her. Because that look… she would have to be blind and even more stupid to misunderstand. And it made so much sense now… the way he always acted around her before. The way he always avoided physical contact with her – what she attributed earlier to his hero worship of her title – in that context made so much more sense.

She thought he could never see her that way – as a woman, not the Warrior – but it seemed it was her who was blind this whole time and that was exactly what he saw… And knowing him – his lonely, timid heart that tended to play down his strengths and his importance – her own heart ached in understanding now… that he saw himself as unworthy of her love. And her blindness – her constant distraction – to his feelings… probably only solidified that idea.

Now… she hoped she can make up for this, somehow… She just… wasn't sure how to go about that. Normally, she wasn't timid by any means… but the thought of coming outright and… saying it, had her mouth run dry and her heart stutter nervously. So she let herself just… enjoy him, for a moment… the way the insane heat of his body sank into her skin despite their disheveled clothes still separating their skin, hoping she could express her… feelings with actions instead of words. She was better... at that.

Surr took a deep breath – almost moaned at the way it filled her lungs with his intoxicating scent, instantly setting her blood aflame – then shifted slightly and freed herself from his tight embrace. Raha hummed with a mix of surprise and uncertainty when she lifted and sat astride him, bracing her hands around his head and looking down at him with a maybe a little bit shy smile… not missing the way a blush spilled on his handsome face when she felt his cock grown hard in seconds and press against her bottom.

Wonderful… for what she had in mind.

"Can I… try something?" she whispered almost timidly, leaning in to brush her lips over his delicately and fluttering her long lashes innocently.

"Anything…" he said, as his hands almost shyly wrapped around her bare thighs above the edge of her thigh-high boots. She was almost amused at the fact that both of them were still almost completely clothed. Amused… and painfully turned on.

And the way he choked out a nearly surprised groan when she lifted slightly and let one of her hands drift down to curl her fingers around his cock, slowly stroking a choked whine out of his throat… and how his fingers clenched and dug into her skin when he arched slightly and his eyes closed as an expression of pleasure and lust bloomed on his features… Gods, but he was so beautiful like this that it took her breath away. How his spicy scent swelled with arousal had her feel drunk and her insides quivered in anticipation when using his distraction she let her smile tilt into a smirk and her eyes narrow with mischief.

She warned him she wasn't a patient person, after all.

Before he could realize her intentions or protest, she shifted slightly and near-brutally impaled her on his cock… and barely choked down a breathy shout, clamping one hand over her mouth when he groaned loudly and his eyes shoot wide open in shock… he gasped and his hands shook on her skin when he sent her a glare.

"Not how I wanted to… go about it, love," he said and she lowered her hand with a playful giggle, marveling at the feeling of his hard flesh filling her in a most delicious, perfect way. She expected it'll hurt… but as painfully aroused as she was, she couldn't feel anything more than a slight burn as her muscles clenched and quivered around his dick, adjusting to the unexpected invasion. "…oh, fuck… so incredibly tight…" he choked out, panting harshly as his fingers tightened on her again and he licked his lips nervously, shutting his eyes.

"That's… good?" she whispered with amusement, grabbing the hem of his tunic and pulling it up his chest, admiring the tanned skin covering his muscles. Then she leaned back slightly, delighting in how his flesh throbbed inside her at that and he arched again with a choked whimper, gasping for air.

"M-marvelous," he growled, and she grinned – elated that she could give him so much pleasure. Then out of curiosity she pulled her dress up over her waist, braced one hand on his hard stomach, and slowly lifted, observing carefully how his flesh slid out slowly, fascinated by the contrast in the shades of their skin. She couldn't help mewl of pleasure as she felt the way his flesh moved inside her, and her ears twitched at the delicious sound of his breathless whine at the friction of it.

Gods, but the practice was sooo much more fun than the theory! If not only for the mind-blowing pleasure of having him this way… claiming his hard body like that and watching his reactions… The sounds he uttered had to be the best thing in existence. She couldn't get enough of them.

She lifted until she could feel only the thick head of his cock spread her, stopped, gasping for air at the sight and the feeling of it… then dropped with a whimper, delighting in the sensation of his flesh spearing her insides until it felt like she'll burst with it. At the sound and sight of his spine arching against the mattress when a choked snarl tore from his throat and his hands shot to tangle and tear at the sheets next to them. His tail whipped against the mattress and curled in pleasure… and Twelve, but the vision he made like this…

"You're so… beautiful, Raha," she gasped, lifting again and in mindless lust to see and feel more had her shake with need. She braced both of her hands on his stomach now, digging her nails in his skin and feeling his muscles clench and quiver under her palms. "So… fucking g-gorgeous…" she choked, falling on his cock again. She arched with a gasp, the feeling growing so much more intense when he jerked and whined desperately, shuddering under her.

She did it again, and again, and again… Soon growing more confident and gradually sped up as the pressure in her abdomen grew painfully each time his hard flesh pressed inside her. And he let her… experiment, growling wildly and groaning in turns as she took her time finding the way to tear more sounds out of his throat, already more than addicted to them.

Then she almost accidentally rocked against him, moaning when it made him press against her clit and dying when he mewled breathlessly, shaking sooo hard now… She could almost see his self-control frying and it made her feel more powerful than slaying a Primal ever could. Made he want it to snap, show her how rough he could be.

"R-Raha…?" she gasped, leaning closer until she was nearly flat against him and despite his tunic could almost feel his pounding heart, could smell and see the shine of sweat on his glorious skin as he fought to let her… play.

"Y-yea-h?" he choked out between ragged breaths, and she heard the sheet tear under his fingers when dark-ruby eyes with impossibly dilated pupils peered at her from under long dark-red lashes.

"T-think you can… c-cast sound s-shield…?" she whimpered, using the change in position to grind down against him, shaking violently with the need to come. "D-don't think… I c-can be… q-quiet… soon," she gasped and mewled, rocking against him harder, biting on her lips and trying to muffle her noises wasn't enough anymore.

"…gods… c-can…" he groaned, closing his eyes and focusing, as his hands shakily shot up to curl around her ass. "D-done… please… ngh," he moaned, and his fingers dug into her skin as his hips jerked and he slammed inside her roughly, his self-control breaking. "…can't, Surr… please…"

"F-fuck me," she gasped, rolling her hips, getting sooo close… "Raha, h-hard… pleeease…."

"… yesss…" In a blink he snarled and rolled them over, pinning her down but before she could marvel at the change in position and how it felt now, he buried his face against her shoulder with a groan, pulling her legs up to near brace around his chest and pulled back, to slam inside her so hard she saw stars under her squeezed shut eyelids and it tore a scream from her throat. "S-Surr…" he whined, struggling to catch his breath when she coiled her legs around him, fisting her hands in his hair brutally and holding for dear life when he pulled back again, while she mewled and gasped his name against his ears when he groaned and set a near-violent rhythm, soon rutting into her furiously.

She couldn't take it, screaming as she came, shuddering and clawing at his back desperately as her senses drowned in the storm of pure, undiluted bliss. Wave after wave of heat rolled through her body, leaving her trembling and gasping when her lover roared and pinned her down hard, grinding against her and extending her orgasm until she thought she'll pass out with it, feeling the throbbing of his flesh as he shook and filled her insides in thick, hot spurts. Mewling in bliss against her skin as he rolled his hips, slowly now – then growled instinctively when she arched her hips, clamping her muscles around his cock.

She might be inexperienced but she wasn't naïve, she thought, combing her fingers through his hair delicately and purring against his ear when he put one hand under her bottom and pulled her tight against him. She read enough, especially about their race, to know what he was doing instinctively. He nuzzled against her shoulder with a loud, rumbling purr and his spine arched slightly under her hand as he still rutted into her, ever so slightly now…

"You want to… b-breed me?" she chuckled but blushed furiously as she nipped on his ear delicately. He gasped and stilled completely while his face flamed against her skin.

"I'm s-so… sorry," he tried to pull back, but she immediately coiled around him tight like a vice, purring soothingly as she nuzzled against his flattened ears and wrapped her arms around his neck. "S-Surr…?"

"I d-don't… mind," she whispered timidly, burying her face in his hair. "I t-take… suppressants, anyway, b-but… I know it's… in-instinctive."

But for him… if he would ask… would she…? She swallowed thickly, trying to imagine his… theirs kit. And instead of fear or hesitation… her heart stuttered, and her face flushed harder.

"N-not really…" he murmured, so softly and timidly… her stupid heart stopped for a long moment, then jumped to pound in her throat. "N-not… for me. I never… never thought of it… before," he admitted, then swallowed audibly and took a deep, steadying breath. "B-but… you… I mean, we… if you… would want… consider… gods, so…"

"Raha?" she whispered, curling her long tail around him possessively as her heart sang. Her mom was right, as always…

"Y-yeah?" he stammered nervously, burying deeper into her embrace as his face flamed harder. And knowing her sweet, wonderful man… probably cursing his awkwardness in thought. That made her smile with tenderness and nuzzle her cheek against his ears, and her purr grow so much louder, nearly choking her now.

"Raha… I love you," she admitted shyly, then took a deep breath when he stilled utterly and even his breath stuttered to a stop. "I think… I always loved you, ever since the day we met… but I was so… so fucking stupid and distracted… I o-only realized it y-yesterday. I sat down, here, and tried to… think about what I can do with myself now… and every idea came back to… you. Always and only… you."

"Then… then why did you say that?" he whispered into her skin. "That you want… just anyone."

"I thought… you can never see me that way," she closed her eyes and tightened her arms around him. "More than the… Warrior or a friend. You were always so… polite and kind… and you called me your inspiration, and…"

"You are," he sighed, then moved to brace his elbows around her and she let him lift, blushing darkly when their eyes met. Drowning in the depth of love and devotion in his eyes he finally let her see as he brushed his fingers against her cheek tenderly. "You always were, love. Ever since we met, you made me want to be the best version of myself. You gave me the… courage to seal the Tower. To come back and save you… You gave my life meaning. Always and only… you. My beautiful, guiding star."

She couldn't help how her sight grew blurry or how soon hot tears spilled as she framed his beautiful face with her palms.

"Gods, I was… blind and deaf," she chuckled wetly, when he lifted to let his forehead rest against hers. "I love you, G'raha Tia," she whispered softly, smoothing her thumbs over his cheeks as her gaze drowned in ruby irises.

"And I love you, my Warrior," he said quietly, then tilted his head and claimed her mouth in a sweet, painfully loving kiss.

Her lashes fluttered and drifted close as she let herself get lost in his taste, in the perfect way their tongues danced while their blissed-out purrs mixed and vibrated on her lips. She let her greedy hands smooth down to his back, pulling him closer as her thighs clenched around his waist possessively. She hated now how the layers of materials separated their skins so she pulled near brutally on his vest, trying to get it off his shoulders. And he chuckled against her mouth with so much happiness as he lifted to help her. Soon they were kissing and pawing at each other like a pair of hormonal kits as they fought with their disheveled, sweat-dampened clothes.

Surr giggled madly as she sat up on the edge of the bed and tried to get her thigh-high boots off, but her lover was making it difficult as he sat around her, pressing against her back and kneading her already bare breasts in his big palms as he mouthed at her neck and shoulder, spreading delicate bites that sent shudders down her back.

"Let… me…" she gasped, choking on a moan as she leaned back against his chest, his skin so incredibly hot against her back she got lost in the sensation. "…my… boots…" she tried, mewling softly when he chuckled and one of his hands shot down between her thighs. Her cunt was so soaked with his seed that he pushed two fingers inside her without resistance and she arched with a whimper, forgetting her stupid boots completely.

Her hand shot up and fisted in his hair, as the other curled around his wrist and she rolled her hips eagerly, purring and gasping as he pumped his fingers inside her, thumbing her clit at the same time.

"Always liked your taste in… boots," he said with a rumbling growl against her throat, then to her dismal hiss pulled his hands back. But before she could protest, he curled then around her hips, pulled her up, and shifted – soon impaling her roughly on his cock. And she whimpered because like this… it felt sooo much deeper, so much hotter. "I always wanted… to fuck you while you wear only them…" he gasped, then groaned as he pulled her up and down on his flesh. "Gods… still so tight… you feel so… incredible on my cock, Surr… I c-could fuck you f-forever…"

"Good," she mewled breathlessly, shaking in his embrace and clamping her hands around his wrists as the pressure grew. "Because… my stamina is… pretty c-crazy, Raha…"

"I hope so," he growled softly and bit her. Surr arched with a shout, coming instantly as the shock of it thrummed through her flesh. Gasping for air when he groaned and shifted both of them, bringing them to the floor as he pressed her down against the edge of the mattress. She mewled and fisted her hands in the sheet when he pushed her knees apart and bracing his arms around her hips, snapped his, taking her near brutally now. "With all the things… I want to do to you, my Surr…" he rasped when her tail instinctively coiled around his waist. "…you'll need it, my Warrior."

G'raha hummed curiously and his ears twitched sleepily at the sudden sound that tore through his dream, but he was so warm and comfortable he just nuzzled against the soft, ticklish… something under his nose and sighed as citrus scent filled his head, sending him back into a blissful doze.

The sound repeated and his ears twitched again, even as something so incredibly warm and soothing shifted in his arms and uttered a quiet, sleepy purr while furry length flicked around his waist slowly.

The door of her bedroom opened, and someone walked in, but he was too out of it to bring himself to care.

"Surr, sorry but… oh, gods… S-Sorry!" that someone backpedaled quickly, and the door closed with a loud snap that finally tore him out of the haze.

G'raha blinked, yawning widely as he peered toward the door with a frown, trying to collect his thoughts. Then he blinked again… and again… as a furious blush burned his face when it finally registered.

"Who was… that?" Surr purred sleepily, pulling his arm tighter around herself.

"Alisaie, I think," he murmured, burying his face in her hair again and letting her scent sooth his embarrassment. There would be no mistaking what happened for the young Elzen – not with how they curled on top of Surr's bed, completely naked on rumpled sheets, and with him coiled tight around Warrior's back. "Is that… okay?" he whispered against her ear.

"Mmm?" she hummed sleepily, and he couldn't help but grin with purely male satisfaction. Her stamina was truly impressive… but he dreamed and fantasized about her for over a hundred years. That was a lot to make up for and he wasn't even close yet to his fill of her. "Oh, yeah… Let me sleep, you beast," she grumbled petulantly, burying deeper into his embrace.

"As you wish, love," he chuckled, tightening his arms around her and sighing with bliss.

She was his now, and she loved him. And as mind-blowing the thought alone was, that she wasn't… embarrassed… was a boon.

"You're mine now, Raha," she murmured sleepily as if reading his thoughts, then yawned widely and turned around in his arms, burying against him as her leg spanned his hip in place of her tail. Her hand trailed over his side and around his arm to brush against the bite mark on his shoulder, one of many across his body, but this one was the most significant. He was too right thinking she would like it rough… Wild and uninhibited, would be more accurate… and she sported as many bites and bruises, but refused when he offered to heal those. "My beautiful, insatiable mate," she purred, nuzzling against his chest and even as he blushed again, his heart swelled with pleasure even as his cock – as if dared by her words – twitched with renewed interest. "See… insatiable," she giggled softly, obviously feeling his growing arousal.

"Sleep, love," he murmured into her hair, willing his unruly body to rest.

"And leave you wanting, darling?" she chuckled, and his heart stuttered when she shifted, pushing against his shoulder and forcing him to his back. Rolling with him and splaying on top of his chest with a content hum before she lifted on her arms and sent him a coy smirk before mounting him with a tiny mewl of bliss. He moaned with appreciation, lazily rising his hands to curl them around her breasts as she leaned over him and rode his cock, holding his dazed stare as she uttered shameless moans and whimpers, speeding up gradually. Rocking and rolling her hips eagerly as she took him up to the hilt and her tight cunt spasmed with quickly approaching orgasm. Tearing gasps and groans from his throat as he thumbed her nipples roughly, delighting in her needy sounds.

The door of her room crashed open.

"What do you mean she's not her…" Thancred cut off and his jaw dropped, when as shocked, their heads snapped toward him.

"Oh, for the love of…" Alisaie behind him backpedaled, swiftly covering her eyes. "I told you not to go there!"

G'raha snarled on instinct, rolling her out of the view when Surr squealed with laughter, shaking as she gawked at her friend over his shoulder.

"Your face…! Oh, gods!" she cackled, flushed beautifully as she pointed a shaky finger at the Hyur. "If you could… see your face!"

"Get the fuck out!" he snarled over his shoulder, near-violently pulling crumpled sheets over them.

'S-sorry…?" the man backpedaled, white as a sheet as he shut the door behind them.

Surr continued to laugh maniacally, shaking with her giggles and soon even crying while he seethed, grinding his teeth as he glared at the door.

"Ra-Raha?" she gasped, struggling to catch her breath as she tapped his shoulder to gain his attention. "Do you… do you think this… c-counts as semi-public or p-public sex?"

"Huh?" he tossed her stunned gaze, then frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You… know…" she snorted, rolling to her back and gasping. "…for my list."

He blinked… twice. Then snorted as well, soon laughing as hard as the absurd of that question sank in. And she was right… Thancred's face was… hilarious!

"P-public, I think," he gasped, pulling her on top of him and coiling his arms around her.

"Another one down, then," she giggled, nuzzling against his chest. Then she lifted and wiggled her eyebrows at him playfully. "Still more to go."

"You have to show me that list of yours," he chuckled, brushing her hair back. "Maybe I'll add some to it."

"Fun, fun, fun," she sing-a-songed with a grin, then lifted to press a fond kiss on his lips. "Love you, Raha."

"I love you too, my Surr," he sighed, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers tenderly. "But I'm serious… you'll show it to me?"

"Maybe…" she drawled, sitting up on top of him. "…later. Now, where were we?" she chuckled, brushing her hands across his chest.

"I think you were about to come, love," he raised his eyebrows meaningfully, then groaned when she shifted to climb his cock again.

"Oh, yeah…" she gasped, then leaned over him, brushing back his matted hair before bracing her arms around his head, when his clenched around her thighs. "…that."

And they grinned at each other like a pair of naughty kits when she set his world ablaze.