Arelenne's heart swelled with love as she looked at her friend. She leaned forward once more and placed her soft lips on Tristan's brow. She pulled back slightly and gazed once more at Tristan. The knight had opened his eyes and was staring at Arelenne with a mixture of apprehension and need.
With one hand still holding Tristan's, Arelenne brought her other up to lovingly caress his cheek with the back of her elegant fingers. Her fingers mapped the man's face, tenderly traveling from his cheek, across his brow and down his throat, before gently cupping his chin. She sat there smiling affectionately at her bewildered friend while she softly teased Tristan's lips with her thumb.
"Breathe Tristan. It's all right I won't hurt you. I'd never hurt you."
Tristan raised a shaking hand and grabbed hold of Arelenne's top, tugging her forward. Arelenne was poised above him, their lips almost touching.
"Tristan? Tristan look at me" she implored, as her fingers fondled Tristan's braids.
Tristan tried to focus his lust, crazed eyes on Arelenne.
"Do you want this Tristan? I won't force you. You know that, don't you"
A hesitant nod answered her question.
"Can I kiss you again" he asked and Arelenne gave a small nod
With a little more confidence, Tristan pulled Arelenne to him. This kiss was hungry and intense as their lips met and passion flared. There was no competition for dominance; Tristan seemed content to follow Arelenne's lead.
"So beautiful" Tristan whispered breathlessly, as he placed feather light kisses along Arelenne's jaw and down her throat before returning to kiss her lips once more. As he kissed his lover passionately, he moved his hand teasingly down Tristan's body and begun to unlace his shirt and insisted Tristan look at her.
"Tristan, don't feel like you don't have a choice in this. I can wait for you."
Eyes still closed, head thrown back in desperation, and breathing labored, Tristan nod a consensual nod to Arelenne's words with a whimper and an imperceptible nod.
Tristan lay on the bed, exhausted and thoroughly satisfied. Arelenne gave one last kiss to Tristan's lips.
This time there was no hesitation, as Tristan eagerly let Arelenne kiss him deeply. He moaned into the kiss. Arelenne broke the kiss and rested her brow to Tristan's. There she stayed, savouring the moment and the closeness. Tristan lifted his hand to stroke Arelenne's face.
"What about you" he nervously asked.
"Later" she said, as she lifted her head to look at Tristan. "This was for you, just for you. When you are feeling stronger there are more things we will do together."
"Thank you…for this" Tristan stammered. "I…I've not…no one ever…"
"So I gathered. Did you like it"
"Yes." he sighed. "Very much so. Do you…" he asked, trying to find the right way to ask. "Do you like that too"
"Oh yes. I think it is a rare person who doesn't like to be teased" replied Arelenne with a broad smile.
