~~~~In the Carriage~~~~
Folken pulled Mystic onto his lap. She was a little too big sit on his lap, but she knew that she wasn't going to be sitting there for very long.
Folken started kissing Mystic's neck, and nibbling on her ear. He started mumbling things in her ear.
'I'm sorry your brother could not join you.' Mystic blurted out, resting her head in the nook of his neck. Folken abruptly stopped kissing her and pulled back.
'Do not worry, he will join us soon.' Folken told Mystic.
'I don't worry about such things.' Mystic replied. Folken smiled inside.
Folken pulled her closer to him. He started kissing and sucking on her neck again, getting a moan out of her. Mystic started rubbing against Folken, creating friction between their bodies. Folken moaned as Mystic started to please him more. His erection started to hurt with the restriction of his pants.
Folken arched his back a little, reaching for Mystic's body. Mystic moaned as she felt his erection touch her through their clothes.
The next thing they knew they were in Folken's room. Folken had quickly removed all of Mystic's clothes and was lying on top of her on his bed.
'Folken.. Don't be so rough..' Mystic told him, he seemed to be rushing and wasn't being very gentle.
'I'm sorry, it's just that.... It's just that we haven't done this in such a long time, and you've grown so much since then, I want to---' Mystic put her finger over his mouth playfully.
'Take your time; all will come to those who wait.' Mystic said, smiling slyly at him.
She's grown so much since then, so much more mature, Folken thought as he made love to Mystic for the first time in four years.
Now, Folken lay next to Mystic, his lover. The night had seemed long, but now that it was over, it had seemed like such a short time.
Mystic was asleep, exhausted from the night. Folken moved back some hair on her forehead and kissed her. Mystic moaned slightly in her sleep at his touch. Folken smiled inwardly at this. He could draw so much out of Mystic, using so little persuasion. He wrapped his arms around her and fell into a deep contented sleep.
Mystic sat up straight in bed, the nightmare still rocking her. She was covered in her own sweat. Folken was still lying asleep beside her.
'Was. Was it a dream, or a memory?' It had seemed so real to Mystic. It had been her in the nightmare, except, years younger. She didn't know how old, except she knew she had been younger than ten.
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AN: Sorry for such a short chapter! The dream will be in the next chapter. ^_^
I hope everyone liked this one!! I know Harmony will! ~_^
Either that or she'll be mad....
That's never good.....
Folken pulled Mystic onto his lap. She was a little too big sit on his lap, but she knew that she wasn't going to be sitting there for very long.
Folken started kissing Mystic's neck, and nibbling on her ear. He started mumbling things in her ear.
'I'm sorry your brother could not join you.' Mystic blurted out, resting her head in the nook of his neck. Folken abruptly stopped kissing her and pulled back.
'Do not worry, he will join us soon.' Folken told Mystic.
'I don't worry about such things.' Mystic replied. Folken smiled inside.
Folken pulled her closer to him. He started kissing and sucking on her neck again, getting a moan out of her. Mystic started rubbing against Folken, creating friction between their bodies. Folken moaned as Mystic started to please him more. His erection started to hurt with the restriction of his pants.
Folken arched his back a little, reaching for Mystic's body. Mystic moaned as she felt his erection touch her through their clothes.
The next thing they knew they were in Folken's room. Folken had quickly removed all of Mystic's clothes and was lying on top of her on his bed.
'Folken.. Don't be so rough..' Mystic told him, he seemed to be rushing and wasn't being very gentle.
'I'm sorry, it's just that.... It's just that we haven't done this in such a long time, and you've grown so much since then, I want to---' Mystic put her finger over his mouth playfully.
'Take your time; all will come to those who wait.' Mystic said, smiling slyly at him.
She's grown so much since then, so much more mature, Folken thought as he made love to Mystic for the first time in four years.
Now, Folken lay next to Mystic, his lover. The night had seemed long, but now that it was over, it had seemed like such a short time.
Mystic was asleep, exhausted from the night. Folken moved back some hair on her forehead and kissed her. Mystic moaned slightly in her sleep at his touch. Folken smiled inwardly at this. He could draw so much out of Mystic, using so little persuasion. He wrapped his arms around her and fell into a deep contented sleep.
Mystic sat up straight in bed, the nightmare still rocking her. She was covered in her own sweat. Folken was still lying asleep beside her.
'Was. Was it a dream, or a memory?' It had seemed so real to Mystic. It had been her in the nightmare, except, years younger. She didn't know how old, except she knew she had been younger than ten.
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AN: Sorry for such a short chapter! The dream will be in the next chapter. ^_^
I hope everyone liked this one!! I know Harmony will! ~_^
Either that or she'll be mad....
That's never good.....