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Chapter Fourteen
"Boy, Laguna, that was certainly the last thing I ever expected to see! What about you?" Jea Kinnaran asked her paladin companion.
"Definitely," Laguna replied, shutting the door to the room.
Jea chuckled and flopped on her bed. Laguna looked apologetic. "Are you sure it's okay that I stay in the room with you and Ambermist?"
The ranger sat up and looked at the paladin. He stood uncomfortably, in his armor, clanking from one foot to the other like a sheepish school boy. She smiled warmly at him, earning an answering one. "It's okay, Laguna, really. It's no different than if we were on the road." She waved him over. "C'mon over, sit down, and shed that armor, my friend—you'll feel better."
The paladin sat on the side of the bed and began to take off his armor. He stacked it, albeit a little unceremoniously, and shoved it under her bed. Stretching his tired muscles, he thanked Jea again for letting him sleep in the room.
Jea laughed again as he commented on the old priest from earlier, when they'd been returning a holy symbol to his church. She studied her companion as he laughed. He was remarkably handsome, and his somewhat shaggy hair fell into his eyes, giving him an even more youthful, carefree appearance. His blue eyes twinkled with mirth. Jea smiled to herself. Laguna Kimsteed was entirely different from the other paladins she had known. He wasn't an all-brawn-no-brain-holier-than-thou-egotist. Laguna had proven himself, in their first week of travel, to be caring, kind, generous, brave, honorable, and understanding.
—Stop it, girl. If your not careful, you'll end up falling for him!— Jea shook her head. —Snap out of it!—
Laguna had stopped talking and was looking at her in concern. "Are you okay, Jea?"
She blushed. "I'm okay."
"But you're flushed. Are you getting sick?" He reached out and put a hand on her cheek.
"I'm fine," Jea murmured, reaching up to pull his hand away. She stopped though when he entertwined his fingers in hers. "Laguna?" she whispered, her breath catching in her throat.
Laguna leaned forward, watching her face to detect a response. Finally, unable to stand the waiting any longer, Jea pulled him forward and pressed her lips to his.
The warmth from his mouth banished in an instant all the years of loneliness she'd endured. She moaned in pleasure and pulled him even closer to her. He didn't resist—if anything, he wanted it as much as she did.
After a moment, they broke apart to breathe. Laguna looked at the ranger guiltily. Jea looked at him in hurt confusion when he blurted, "I'm—I'm...sorry...."
Biting her lip at the sudden stab of hurt she felt, she whispered, "Why? What did I do?"
The younger man shook his head. "I should really have more honor than that. I took advantage of the moment, letting my instincts get the better of my code."
Jea smiled. Even on the verge of what many a man had tried to accomplish over the years, he still thought about honor. Taking a major risk, she buried her face into his chest. "You're not taking advantage of anything, Laguna. Please—you're the closest I've ever been to anyone, and....I...I...." Tears began to roll down her cheeks. "....I've been....so lonely....please....I need...." She broke off, hiccuping back sobs.
Laguna pulled her against him back on to the pillows, hugging her close and praying to his god that he was doing the right thing. He smoothed her hair back from her face, rocking her slowly as she cried. He ran his hand softly over her cheek, pushing her hair behind her pointed ears. He was gentle as he touched her...but Jea felt a growing hunger within that she had never before felt. Though his actions were innocent, they were more then enough to cause a great swelling heat within her. His touch was like a thousand electrical sparks which ignited a great heaving pyre of passion and lust.
Jea suddenly became aware of the feverish longing within herself. Laguna was arousing her to new peaks of the word's possible meaning. Her hand moved to his face and began to stroke his cheek. He looked at her with question, yet as he looked into her eyes he paled at the expression. She looked to be a hungry animal as she gazed at him with lust in her gleaming, multicolored eyes. She took his head in her hands and moved him to meet her lips. He was stunned at first, yet soon he began kissing deeply into her mouth. Her tongue caressed his as the two danced within their locked mouths as they passionately kissed. His hands began to travel her body as he ran his strong hands against her sides. She moaned softly against his mouth as he used a strange magic on her. His hands were the instruments of this magic. They could read her mind, knowing exactly where she wanted to be touched and how.
Jea felt his hands wander, slowly making their way to her hips, and, just as slow, work her green tunic off of her torso. Laguna reluctantly pulled from her lips to remove the shirt, then he began to kiss her neck hungrily. He was amazingly in tune with her.. He knew what she wanted, though he didn't know how he knew exactly. He gently traveled down her neck, placing soft kisses and nips along the path. As his lips came to the fabric of her breastband, he grinned devilishly as he glanced upward to her lust filled eyes. He began to nibble at her strap as she giggled lightly. He traveled down her slowly as his lips began to kiss her tight stomach muscles. The muscles danced against his soft lips as he listened to Jea's soft moaning.
Laguna broke from kissing her long enough to throw his shirt to the floor. She watched him, curiously running her fingers over his torso. His flat stomach was lined with muscles of bronze skin. Jea grinned playfully as she let her hand travel his tanned chest, dancing her fingertips over the two darker nipples. Jea giggled lightly as she felt Laguna draw in and hold a sharp breath as the skin hardened under her fingertips.
Laguna shifted positions so that the both of them lay on their sides, kicking away his breeches, now wearing only his briefs. Once he was comfortable, Jea murmured softly into his ear before claiming his lips. He moaned softly into her mouth as he reveled in the dream made real of Jea's kiss. She was a playful girl...Laguna had enjoyed this sense of mischief considerably during their friendship, but he enjoyed it on a whole new level, now that the friendship he so enjoyed had taken on a whole new meaning. She began trailing down his abdomen with a series of kisses and nips to his tender flesh. Laguna found he could barely breath like this...
Jea smiled softly as she ran her index finger along the fabric of his briefs. They glided at the point where flesh meets fabric as delicately as a shadow glides across the skin during the coarse of a warm autumn day. She giggled lightly as she made her way back up Laguna's body, to the lips she had developed a taste for. She slipped a leg over his stomach as she smiled down on him. Laguna grinned as he leaned up to kiss her. The union of their lips was so magical to the two that it was able to stifle any attempt to speak. Words could not be uttered as they took turns kissing their partner—and that is truly what they were. He was not the solitary leader anymore, and she was not the lonely guide. They were equals: friends, allies, partners, lovers....
Laguna smirked devilishly as he put his hands to her back and managed to stealthily switch positions. He grinned deviously as he began ravaging her neck with loving kisses. He paused as his lips came to the fabric of her breastband. His lips lingered there in suspended animation as he glanced up to her deeply blushing expression. Words were not needed—somehow he knew exactly what to do, but didn't, and as Laguna continued nibbling at the fabric and placing kisses so close to the sensitive flesh Jea threw her head back and moaned deeply in pleasure...
Her head was spinning as she felt each sensation—the feel of the cool blankets beneath her meshed with the heat of the moment as Laguna's hot kisses sizzled against her shivering flesh. She became aware of something poking her sharply in the thigh as she moved under Laguna's expert lips. It took her a moment to fully realize what the object was, and as the realization hit her she began to blush crimson. It was so alien to her to imagine that she was the cause for his arousal.. She reached lower more from curiosity then of lust..
He froze as he felt her take him into her grip.. He stared at her in stunned disbelief as he felt her hand slowly explore Laguna in a way she had never imagined. The thin fabric of the cotton briefs did little to shield the heat which transferred from the organ to Jea's hand. She smiled at his features as they relaxed slowly. His eyes slipped shut as he moaned softly from within the back of his throat...
Her eyes fell upon the soft smile upon his lips as he remained in the blissful stillness her touch was somehow able to bring him. As she continued to gently touch him through the thin fabric her eyes never once left his face. Her mind was overwhelmed by her own actions. She drew her lips to his in a light kiss as she continued the slow exploration of this new side to Laguna Kimsteed. He was still in his pleasure induced trance as Jea slowly gripped the edge of his underwear. She hesitantly pulled the fabric away from him, leaving him free to her...
Her eyes were wide as she got her first glimpse at Laguna's shaft. Her eyes moved up from the object of her curiosity back to the face of the young man. He was looking at her now with a soft expression upon his face. A question etched onto his features. Laguna was a virgin, just as Jea was... by allowing her access to all he had he made himself vulnerable to her—should she laugh now Laguna was fully aware he would turn to liquid and sink through the wooden floor underneath. A thousand insecurities raced through his mind as the second lagged onward to an eternity. He searched her eyes for disappointment, yet was astonished to find none whatsoever. She merely smiled and kissed his lips affectionately....
Jea cooed softly as she felt Laguna's lips against her rapidly rising and falling stomach. She moaned softly as Laguna continued to trace little patterns in her skin with his lips. His eyes glanced up to hers in question as she smiled back at him. With trembling fingers he slipped his hands behind her back. Jea was blushing brightly as she felt him pull away the fabric. As the implications of their actions hit them both discovered they were completely unable to ward off the deep red volcanic blush upon their cheeks—yet as Laguna glanced down over her his breath left him...
"You're beautiful..." he gaped as his eyes studied her. Her curves were perfect as he stared in awe at her breasts. Her skin was a soft tan in the light as he tried in desperation to move. She was perfect.
He summoned the will to move and knelt before her on the soft fabric of the bed. He was unsure exactly how he knew what to do, but he did... his face was merely inches from her soft skin as he glanced up to her eyes. She smiled softly as signal that it was alright for him to continue. He slowly lowered his lips to the soft pink flesh of her mounded breast. Jea's eyes went wide as she felt the warmth of his mouth take in the tender flesh. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he continued to suckle and nibble on the sensitive tip of her breast while massaging the second with his free hand..
Jea writhed beneath him in the heats of a new found passion Laguna was somehow able to induce within her. She gasped in air with a frenzied pace as she was aware of his loving ministrations. She was amazed—none had never gotten anywhere near this close to her, yet by comparison to their kisses and loving acts, she could easily isolate her favorite of them.
Laguna drew out the act of lovemaking to its utmost. It was so slow and delicate that it pushed Jea's body to the edge of madness. They were not even to the main event yet, and she was already lost in more pleasure and passion then she ever dreamed. The lust swelled within her as she marveled at the skilled lips of Laguna. He was able to evoke feelings of love, lust, and pleasure that Jea had never come close to realizing. He ran his skilled hands against skin he had never dared imagine before and Jea responded to these new sensations with a pleading moan, begging for him to continue, pleading for him to never stop.
Laguna switched nipples, and his free hand wandered down to her breeches. Nimbly, and with growing confidence, he undid the ties and slid them down her lean, muscular legs with ease. He stroked her thighs and rear with both hands, kissing her again. Jea once again felt something pressing against her leg, and she moved her hand down to touch it. It was his manhood, long, straight, and still hard. Grinning into the kiss, she reached down to grasp his hard shaft.
The reaction was instantaneous. Laguna let out a groan of wanting, and Jea, realizing that she could bring him to whole new levels of desire with her touch, began to manipulate the engorged organ. He was panting now, his cries still not loud, but steadily going up in pitch, starting with a low gasp and ending in a high trailing off cry.
Finally Laguna Kimsteed could take no more of the sweet torture she was inflicting, and he removed her hand so he could get rid of their last remaining garments, throwing them to the floor in a heap. Then he settled her on the bed, on her back. Spreading her thighs apart, he reached his hand down, and tentatively inserted a finger into her opening. If asked later, he would reply that he was trying to give her pleasure, but in truth, it was his first time with a woman, and he was really mapping his course. Jea moaned at this new experience, crying out with the sheer pleasure she was receiving from Laguna.
It wasn't until he had his finger in her that Laguna realized that she was still a virgin. Pulling his finger out, he decided that now was the time. He rolled onto his own back on the bed, positioning her above him. Jea looked at him for a long moment, knowing that this was the last chance for either to back out. Laguna made no comment—he merely kissed her again. Jea returned it, hoping fervently that tomorrow, they'd still be friends. "Thank you," she whispered.
As the words left her lips she thrust downward onto him. She yelped as the searing pain hit her. It was as though she were being split apart from the inside.. It was a throbbing pain that caused every muscle in her body to tighten with pain.. Her eyes were screwed tightly shut as she squeezed Laguna to death. The young man acted on impulse with her. He drew her into his arms, careful not to move his lower torso, which would be painful for her at the moment. She was pressed tightly to him as he began whispering soft reassurances while stroking her hair lovingly. It horrified him that he was the cause of this pain within her. Yet it also pushed his restraint to the limit. He could feel the tightness engulf him within Jea.. She was wet and warm and every shuddering movement she innocently made sent a great wave of pleasure through him. His body wanted to begin thrusting into her yet his mind and heart held him in place..
He tried to form words; words capable of giving light to the reality of being tied to Jea in this way. She was warm and tight against his thick shaft. Laguna was buried to the base within Jea. He was the exact length of her expansive tunnel. The odds of this were almost impossible. He fit her perfectly. She was tight around him, yet her muscular passage way was not so tight as to cause pain beyond that of the loss of virginity. They were a match.. His length was sheathed perfectly within her.. And as he felt her warmth transfer into his own body he realized he would never be the same. He moaned out a low growl as he felt her muscles contract over him.
He was broken from his thoughts of trying to describe the feelings of her as she slowly raised herself on him. The feeling was incredible as he felt her tight muscles pull him up with her. He groaned in delicious agony as he felt every fiber of his body tremble in a pleasure he had never before experienced. Jea too seemed to be thoroughly enjoying this newfound pleasure. Her eyes found his with a look of amazed excitement at what she was able to do for both of them. Just one movement was capable of sending them both into a temporary state of pure bliss. Her eyes were like the eyes of a child upon making a new and fantastic discovery. She was excited to explore the new feelings they could induce.
Laguna allowed his eyes to slip shut lightly as he pulled down with his hips. Jea moaned softly as she slowly slid back down onto him. A shiver of ecstasy made its way through Laguna as he cast a quick grin to Jea, who mirrored it. They hadn't even started yet. They were merely testing the waters before they fully delved into the sea of pleasure and intimacy.
She was the one in control here. Laguna knew the first time would be painful for her. Thus he tried to position it so that the majority of the actions where hers to begin. Jea was sitting on her knees, straddling Laguna at the hips. This made her responsible for the majority of the act of lovemaking, besides the fact that Jea might be hurt further if he humored his desire to truly show her what he was capable of doing with the endurance and strength of a paladin. He chucked lightly--he would save that one for a later occasion.
But regardless, they slowly began the act of making love to one another. Their movements were slow and hesitant at first, each unsure of what the other was truly feeling, yet soon they discovered a slow rhythm they would make. It was nothing like Laguna had dreamed. He had known it would feel good and be kinda tight and wet--but dear gods he had no idea exactly how those mechanical descriptions were lacking. That would be as pathetic as describing the ocean as wet and big.
He continued pumping in and out of her, relishing each movement. Jea was his first—maybe his last. But she was, as he decided, the best, most beautiful, and gifted lover in the entire world. There was a strange Zen to the act, and as the two continued to move in and out of one another they found themselves lost in the act in some form of pleasure induced trance...
Jea was rising up and down on him now with limitless enthusiasm as he continued to shake and writhe with pleasure. She took all his control to make the act last—she just felt so good to him. He gasped in blessed agony as he felt her hotness close over him with each movement. He studied her as she was making love. She had a deep glistening layer of sweat which made her glow in the dim light, her hair was now wet and cascaded over her brow and shoulders in dark brown tendrils. Her cheeks were flushed crimson now, the hue of a pinkish rose fresh to bloom. Her soft lips were hung open in a panting whimper of pleasure. The wolflike blue and gold eyes were glossed over by the pleasure she was feeling from within. The pleasure he was giving her...
He smirked at the idea that he probably mirrored her now. The blush and the sweat he could feel on himself. That plus a very large grin that had been forming during one of their brief intermissions to revisit some of the finer acts of foreplay they had previously done. Yet though they took small gaps in the act of rocking against one another, they always remained tied together. Laguna both looked forward to release, and feared it, for as they orgasmed he would have to pull out from her and end the act--something he knew was at hand. This would be the last break before Laguna would send them both over the edge. He knew he was barely able to keep going himself, and Jea was to the point she had stopped making words. She had been experiencing miniature orgasmic tremors for a while now. Laguna could feel it as she would temporarily clamp down on him, then whimper as she continued.
'It was time' he decided as he lifted Jea into his arms, then lowered her onto the pillows. She smiled softly to him through her fatigued and heavily pleasured features. Her hand found his cheek as she carefully pulled a leg from where it had previously been, careful not to break the link.
Her legs clamped down across his waist tightly. He smiled with her as they shared one soft kiss before beginning the final act of this dance. He was buried deeply within her... and as he moved to his knees Jea knew that he was ready to make her his completely.. And she had never wanted anything more....
He began pushing into her hard and fast with long and deep thrusts. Jea's eyes shot open as it dawned on her that he had been going slow on purpose, and now he was about to push to release, and bring her with him. He thrust deeply into her as she began murmuring out his name over and over again. Laguna was lost in the act—he was no longer holding back. He was simply lost in a sea of pleasure and happily allowing each wave to crash over them. His hands were pressed against her breasts, massaging and kneading them with both lustfulness and still a sense of tenderness. She felt a fire as it burned within her—within them. Laguna was grunting out with pleasurable moans as his hips bucked wildly during the final acts. Jea was calling out his name in a loud and thunderous redirect. "....Oh....La...gu...na....oh....plea...se....I...love...you! Please....I...oh...gods...oh...Laguna!"
"Laaaguuuuunaaa!! LAGUNAAAAA!!!!!" Her mind suddenly screamed out in pleasure as she lunged for him and held tightly while she experienced her orgasm.. It was the most intense and incredible feeling she had ever known. It aroused her in ways she never knew possible. It excited her, and amazed her. As Jea's body tightened as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her, Laguna was pushed over the edge by his lover's contractions. He felt white heat course through him in a way he had never deemed possible.. His body lurched forward and gripped her tightly as his shaft began violently pumping out his seed in spurt after spurt. His climax was so fierce that it seemed to drain all of his strength from him, and he all but collapsed against Jea in pure contentment as each felt their bodies doing something completely new. They each had climaxed before, but never had it been like this...
Chapter Fourteen
"Boy, Laguna, that was certainly the last thing I ever expected to see! What about you?" Jea Kinnaran asked her paladin companion.
"Definitely," Laguna replied, shutting the door to the room.
Jea chuckled and flopped on her bed. Laguna looked apologetic. "Are you sure it's okay that I stay in the room with you and Ambermist?"
The ranger sat up and looked at the paladin. He stood uncomfortably, in his armor, clanking from one foot to the other like a sheepish school boy. She smiled warmly at him, earning an answering one. "It's okay, Laguna, really. It's no different than if we were on the road." She waved him over. "C'mon over, sit down, and shed that armor, my friend—you'll feel better."
The paladin sat on the side of the bed and began to take off his armor. He stacked it, albeit a little unceremoniously, and shoved it under her bed. Stretching his tired muscles, he thanked Jea again for letting him sleep in the room.
Jea laughed again as he commented on the old priest from earlier, when they'd been returning a holy symbol to his church. She studied her companion as he laughed. He was remarkably handsome, and his somewhat shaggy hair fell into his eyes, giving him an even more youthful, carefree appearance. His blue eyes twinkled with mirth. Jea smiled to herself. Laguna Kimsteed was entirely different from the other paladins she had known. He wasn't an all-brawn-no-brain-holier-than-thou-egotist. Laguna had proven himself, in their first week of travel, to be caring, kind, generous, brave, honorable, and understanding.
—Stop it, girl. If your not careful, you'll end up falling for him!— Jea shook her head. —Snap out of it!—
Laguna had stopped talking and was looking at her in concern. "Are you okay, Jea?"
She blushed. "I'm okay."
"But you're flushed. Are you getting sick?" He reached out and put a hand on her cheek.
"I'm fine," Jea murmured, reaching up to pull his hand away. She stopped though when he entertwined his fingers in hers. "Laguna?" she whispered, her breath catching in her throat.
Laguna leaned forward, watching her face to detect a response. Finally, unable to stand the waiting any longer, Jea pulled him forward and pressed her lips to his.
The warmth from his mouth banished in an instant all the years of loneliness she'd endured. She moaned in pleasure and pulled him even closer to her. He didn't resist—if anything, he wanted it as much as she did.
After a moment, they broke apart to breathe. Laguna looked at the ranger guiltily. Jea looked at him in hurt confusion when he blurted, "I'm—I'm...sorry...."
Biting her lip at the sudden stab of hurt she felt, she whispered, "Why? What did I do?"
The younger man shook his head. "I should really have more honor than that. I took advantage of the moment, letting my instincts get the better of my code."
Jea smiled. Even on the verge of what many a man had tried to accomplish over the years, he still thought about honor. Taking a major risk, she buried her face into his chest. "You're not taking advantage of anything, Laguna. Please—you're the closest I've ever been to anyone, and....I...I...." Tears began to roll down her cheeks. "....I've been....so lonely....please....I need...." She broke off, hiccuping back sobs.
Laguna pulled her against him back on to the pillows, hugging her close and praying to his god that he was doing the right thing. He smoothed her hair back from her face, rocking her slowly as she cried. He ran his hand softly over her cheek, pushing her hair behind her pointed ears. He was gentle as he touched her...but Jea felt a growing hunger within that she had never before felt. Though his actions were innocent, they were more then enough to cause a great swelling heat within her. His touch was like a thousand electrical sparks which ignited a great heaving pyre of passion and lust.
Jea suddenly became aware of the feverish longing within herself. Laguna was arousing her to new peaks of the word's possible meaning. Her hand moved to his face and began to stroke his cheek. He looked at her with question, yet as he looked into her eyes he paled at the expression. She looked to be a hungry animal as she gazed at him with lust in her gleaming, multicolored eyes. She took his head in her hands and moved him to meet her lips. He was stunned at first, yet soon he began kissing deeply into her mouth. Her tongue caressed his as the two danced within their locked mouths as they passionately kissed. His hands began to travel her body as he ran his strong hands against her sides. She moaned softly against his mouth as he used a strange magic on her. His hands were the instruments of this magic. They could read her mind, knowing exactly where she wanted to be touched and how.
Jea felt his hands wander, slowly making their way to her hips, and, just as slow, work her green tunic off of her torso. Laguna reluctantly pulled from her lips to remove the shirt, then he began to kiss her neck hungrily. He was amazingly in tune with her.. He knew what she wanted, though he didn't know how he knew exactly. He gently traveled down her neck, placing soft kisses and nips along the path. As his lips came to the fabric of her breastband, he grinned devilishly as he glanced upward to her lust filled eyes. He began to nibble at her strap as she giggled lightly. He traveled down her slowly as his lips began to kiss her tight stomach muscles. The muscles danced against his soft lips as he listened to Jea's soft moaning.
Laguna broke from kissing her long enough to throw his shirt to the floor. She watched him, curiously running her fingers over his torso. His flat stomach was lined with muscles of bronze skin. Jea grinned playfully as she let her hand travel his tanned chest, dancing her fingertips over the two darker nipples. Jea giggled lightly as she felt Laguna draw in and hold a sharp breath as the skin hardened under her fingertips.
Laguna shifted positions so that the both of them lay on their sides, kicking away his breeches, now wearing only his briefs. Once he was comfortable, Jea murmured softly into his ear before claiming his lips. He moaned softly into her mouth as he reveled in the dream made real of Jea's kiss. She was a playful girl...Laguna had enjoyed this sense of mischief considerably during their friendship, but he enjoyed it on a whole new level, now that the friendship he so enjoyed had taken on a whole new meaning. She began trailing down his abdomen with a series of kisses and nips to his tender flesh. Laguna found he could barely breath like this...
Jea smiled softly as she ran her index finger along the fabric of his briefs. They glided at the point where flesh meets fabric as delicately as a shadow glides across the skin during the coarse of a warm autumn day. She giggled lightly as she made her way back up Laguna's body, to the lips she had developed a taste for. She slipped a leg over his stomach as she smiled down on him. Laguna grinned as he leaned up to kiss her. The union of their lips was so magical to the two that it was able to stifle any attempt to speak. Words could not be uttered as they took turns kissing their partner—and that is truly what they were. He was not the solitary leader anymore, and she was not the lonely guide. They were equals: friends, allies, partners, lovers....
Laguna smirked devilishly as he put his hands to her back and managed to stealthily switch positions. He grinned deviously as he began ravaging her neck with loving kisses. He paused as his lips came to the fabric of her breastband. His lips lingered there in suspended animation as he glanced up to her deeply blushing expression. Words were not needed—somehow he knew exactly what to do, but didn't, and as Laguna continued nibbling at the fabric and placing kisses so close to the sensitive flesh Jea threw her head back and moaned deeply in pleasure...
Her head was spinning as she felt each sensation—the feel of the cool blankets beneath her meshed with the heat of the moment as Laguna's hot kisses sizzled against her shivering flesh. She became aware of something poking her sharply in the thigh as she moved under Laguna's expert lips. It took her a moment to fully realize what the object was, and as the realization hit her she began to blush crimson. It was so alien to her to imagine that she was the cause for his arousal.. She reached lower more from curiosity then of lust..
He froze as he felt her take him into her grip.. He stared at her in stunned disbelief as he felt her hand slowly explore Laguna in a way she had never imagined. The thin fabric of the cotton briefs did little to shield the heat which transferred from the organ to Jea's hand. She smiled at his features as they relaxed slowly. His eyes slipped shut as he moaned softly from within the back of his throat...
Her eyes fell upon the soft smile upon his lips as he remained in the blissful stillness her touch was somehow able to bring him. As she continued to gently touch him through the thin fabric her eyes never once left his face. Her mind was overwhelmed by her own actions. She drew her lips to his in a light kiss as she continued the slow exploration of this new side to Laguna Kimsteed. He was still in his pleasure induced trance as Jea slowly gripped the edge of his underwear. She hesitantly pulled the fabric away from him, leaving him free to her...
Her eyes were wide as she got her first glimpse at Laguna's shaft. Her eyes moved up from the object of her curiosity back to the face of the young man. He was looking at her now with a soft expression upon his face. A question etched onto his features. Laguna was a virgin, just as Jea was... by allowing her access to all he had he made himself vulnerable to her—should she laugh now Laguna was fully aware he would turn to liquid and sink through the wooden floor underneath. A thousand insecurities raced through his mind as the second lagged onward to an eternity. He searched her eyes for disappointment, yet was astonished to find none whatsoever. She merely smiled and kissed his lips affectionately....
Jea cooed softly as she felt Laguna's lips against her rapidly rising and falling stomach. She moaned softly as Laguna continued to trace little patterns in her skin with his lips. His eyes glanced up to hers in question as she smiled back at him. With trembling fingers he slipped his hands behind her back. Jea was blushing brightly as she felt him pull away the fabric. As the implications of their actions hit them both discovered they were completely unable to ward off the deep red volcanic blush upon their cheeks—yet as Laguna glanced down over her his breath left him...
"You're beautiful..." he gaped as his eyes studied her. Her curves were perfect as he stared in awe at her breasts. Her skin was a soft tan in the light as he tried in desperation to move. She was perfect.
He summoned the will to move and knelt before her on the soft fabric of the bed. He was unsure exactly how he knew what to do, but he did... his face was merely inches from her soft skin as he glanced up to her eyes. She smiled softly as signal that it was alright for him to continue. He slowly lowered his lips to the soft pink flesh of her mounded breast. Jea's eyes went wide as she felt the warmth of his mouth take in the tender flesh. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he continued to suckle and nibble on the sensitive tip of her breast while massaging the second with his free hand..
Jea writhed beneath him in the heats of a new found passion Laguna was somehow able to induce within her. She gasped in air with a frenzied pace as she was aware of his loving ministrations. She was amazed—none had never gotten anywhere near this close to her, yet by comparison to their kisses and loving acts, she could easily isolate her favorite of them.
Laguna drew out the act of lovemaking to its utmost. It was so slow and delicate that it pushed Jea's body to the edge of madness. They were not even to the main event yet, and she was already lost in more pleasure and passion then she ever dreamed. The lust swelled within her as she marveled at the skilled lips of Laguna. He was able to evoke feelings of love, lust, and pleasure that Jea had never come close to realizing. He ran his skilled hands against skin he had never dared imagine before and Jea responded to these new sensations with a pleading moan, begging for him to continue, pleading for him to never stop.
Laguna switched nipples, and his free hand wandered down to her breeches. Nimbly, and with growing confidence, he undid the ties and slid them down her lean, muscular legs with ease. He stroked her thighs and rear with both hands, kissing her again. Jea once again felt something pressing against her leg, and she moved her hand down to touch it. It was his manhood, long, straight, and still hard. Grinning into the kiss, she reached down to grasp his hard shaft.
The reaction was instantaneous. Laguna let out a groan of wanting, and Jea, realizing that she could bring him to whole new levels of desire with her touch, began to manipulate the engorged organ. He was panting now, his cries still not loud, but steadily going up in pitch, starting with a low gasp and ending in a high trailing off cry.
Finally Laguna Kimsteed could take no more of the sweet torture she was inflicting, and he removed her hand so he could get rid of their last remaining garments, throwing them to the floor in a heap. Then he settled her on the bed, on her back. Spreading her thighs apart, he reached his hand down, and tentatively inserted a finger into her opening. If asked later, he would reply that he was trying to give her pleasure, but in truth, it was his first time with a woman, and he was really mapping his course. Jea moaned at this new experience, crying out with the sheer pleasure she was receiving from Laguna.
It wasn't until he had his finger in her that Laguna realized that she was still a virgin. Pulling his finger out, he decided that now was the time. He rolled onto his own back on the bed, positioning her above him. Jea looked at him for a long moment, knowing that this was the last chance for either to back out. Laguna made no comment—he merely kissed her again. Jea returned it, hoping fervently that tomorrow, they'd still be friends. "Thank you," she whispered.
As the words left her lips she thrust downward onto him. She yelped as the searing pain hit her. It was as though she were being split apart from the inside.. It was a throbbing pain that caused every muscle in her body to tighten with pain.. Her eyes were screwed tightly shut as she squeezed Laguna to death. The young man acted on impulse with her. He drew her into his arms, careful not to move his lower torso, which would be painful for her at the moment. She was pressed tightly to him as he began whispering soft reassurances while stroking her hair lovingly. It horrified him that he was the cause of this pain within her. Yet it also pushed his restraint to the limit. He could feel the tightness engulf him within Jea.. She was wet and warm and every shuddering movement she innocently made sent a great wave of pleasure through him. His body wanted to begin thrusting into her yet his mind and heart held him in place..
He tried to form words; words capable of giving light to the reality of being tied to Jea in this way. She was warm and tight against his thick shaft. Laguna was buried to the base within Jea. He was the exact length of her expansive tunnel. The odds of this were almost impossible. He fit her perfectly. She was tight around him, yet her muscular passage way was not so tight as to cause pain beyond that of the loss of virginity. They were a match.. His length was sheathed perfectly within her.. And as he felt her warmth transfer into his own body he realized he would never be the same. He moaned out a low growl as he felt her muscles contract over him.
He was broken from his thoughts of trying to describe the feelings of her as she slowly raised herself on him. The feeling was incredible as he felt her tight muscles pull him up with her. He groaned in delicious agony as he felt every fiber of his body tremble in a pleasure he had never before experienced. Jea too seemed to be thoroughly enjoying this newfound pleasure. Her eyes found his with a look of amazed excitement at what she was able to do for both of them. Just one movement was capable of sending them both into a temporary state of pure bliss. Her eyes were like the eyes of a child upon making a new and fantastic discovery. She was excited to explore the new feelings they could induce.
Laguna allowed his eyes to slip shut lightly as he pulled down with his hips. Jea moaned softly as she slowly slid back down onto him. A shiver of ecstasy made its way through Laguna as he cast a quick grin to Jea, who mirrored it. They hadn't even started yet. They were merely testing the waters before they fully delved into the sea of pleasure and intimacy.
She was the one in control here. Laguna knew the first time would be painful for her. Thus he tried to position it so that the majority of the actions where hers to begin. Jea was sitting on her knees, straddling Laguna at the hips. This made her responsible for the majority of the act of lovemaking, besides the fact that Jea might be hurt further if he humored his desire to truly show her what he was capable of doing with the endurance and strength of a paladin. He chucked lightly--he would save that one for a later occasion.
But regardless, they slowly began the act of making love to one another. Their movements were slow and hesitant at first, each unsure of what the other was truly feeling, yet soon they discovered a slow rhythm they would make. It was nothing like Laguna had dreamed. He had known it would feel good and be kinda tight and wet--but dear gods he had no idea exactly how those mechanical descriptions were lacking. That would be as pathetic as describing the ocean as wet and big.
He continued pumping in and out of her, relishing each movement. Jea was his first—maybe his last. But she was, as he decided, the best, most beautiful, and gifted lover in the entire world. There was a strange Zen to the act, and as the two continued to move in and out of one another they found themselves lost in the act in some form of pleasure induced trance...
Jea was rising up and down on him now with limitless enthusiasm as he continued to shake and writhe with pleasure. She took all his control to make the act last—she just felt so good to him. He gasped in blessed agony as he felt her hotness close over him with each movement. He studied her as she was making love. She had a deep glistening layer of sweat which made her glow in the dim light, her hair was now wet and cascaded over her brow and shoulders in dark brown tendrils. Her cheeks were flushed crimson now, the hue of a pinkish rose fresh to bloom. Her soft lips were hung open in a panting whimper of pleasure. The wolflike blue and gold eyes were glossed over by the pleasure she was feeling from within. The pleasure he was giving her...
He smirked at the idea that he probably mirrored her now. The blush and the sweat he could feel on himself. That plus a very large grin that had been forming during one of their brief intermissions to revisit some of the finer acts of foreplay they had previously done. Yet though they took small gaps in the act of rocking against one another, they always remained tied together. Laguna both looked forward to release, and feared it, for as they orgasmed he would have to pull out from her and end the act--something he knew was at hand. This would be the last break before Laguna would send them both over the edge. He knew he was barely able to keep going himself, and Jea was to the point she had stopped making words. She had been experiencing miniature orgasmic tremors for a while now. Laguna could feel it as she would temporarily clamp down on him, then whimper as she continued.
'It was time' he decided as he lifted Jea into his arms, then lowered her onto the pillows. She smiled softly to him through her fatigued and heavily pleasured features. Her hand found his cheek as she carefully pulled a leg from where it had previously been, careful not to break the link.
Her legs clamped down across his waist tightly. He smiled with her as they shared one soft kiss before beginning the final act of this dance. He was buried deeply within her... and as he moved to his knees Jea knew that he was ready to make her his completely.. And she had never wanted anything more....
He began pushing into her hard and fast with long and deep thrusts. Jea's eyes shot open as it dawned on her that he had been going slow on purpose, and now he was about to push to release, and bring her with him. He thrust deeply into her as she began murmuring out his name over and over again. Laguna was lost in the act—he was no longer holding back. He was simply lost in a sea of pleasure and happily allowing each wave to crash over them. His hands were pressed against her breasts, massaging and kneading them with both lustfulness and still a sense of tenderness. She felt a fire as it burned within her—within them. Laguna was grunting out with pleasurable moans as his hips bucked wildly during the final acts. Jea was calling out his name in a loud and thunderous redirect. "....Oh....La...gu...na....oh....plea...se....I...love...you! Please....I...oh...gods...oh...Laguna!"
"Laaaguuuuunaaa!! LAGUNAAAAA!!!!!" Her mind suddenly screamed out in pleasure as she lunged for him and held tightly while she experienced her orgasm.. It was the most intense and incredible feeling she had ever known. It aroused her in ways she never knew possible. It excited her, and amazed her. As Jea's body tightened as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her, Laguna was pushed over the edge by his lover's contractions. He felt white heat course through him in a way he had never deemed possible.. His body lurched forward and gripped her tightly as his shaft began violently pumping out his seed in spurt after spurt. His climax was so fierce that it seemed to drain all of his strength from him, and he all but collapsed against Jea in pure contentment as each felt their bodies doing something completely new. They each had climaxed before, but never had it been like this...