You can have me…
G'raha stared at her, dumbfounded, trying to make sense of it and failing; pounding of his heart making it impossible to think.
"I can…?" he tried dumbly, licking his suddenly completely dry lips and swallowing hard when purple eyes followed the movement; hunger in their depths breathtaking. "Surr…"
"I mean…" she blushed again, so pretty… her mischievous smile wobbling as uncertainty flashed in her eyes and she looked away again, making him want to grab her chin and bring those gorgeous eyes back to his. She bit her lip again, peeking at him quickly, her blush darkening. "If… you want… to…?"
If he wanted to…?
He would laugh if pounding between his ears wasn't so loud.
But she was a virgin… How was that even possible? She was so beautiful… And she wanted him? To be her first…? How was it even supposed to make sense?
He was an outcast, a freak-eyed Miqo'te that even his tribe send away for some reason. He was too loud, too dramatic, too eccentric for Old Sharlayan's standards; only Gulaf's protection stopping Forum from kicking him out…
And she wanted him…?
"G'raha…?" she whispered with uncertainty, looking up at him shyly from under her lashes. Gods…
"Are you sure?" he heard himself ask and almost wanted to smack himself. Twelve, she's sure to notice how unworthy he is of such…
"Yeah," she blushed furiously, but held his gaze with such fierce determination. "I want you."
Twelve, have mercy… How could he ever say no to that…?
But she deserved so much better…
He swallowed hard, letting go of her arms, trying not to think about how her citrus scent made his head spin.
Surr dropped her arms to her sides, stepping from one foot to the other nervously, and biting her lip again with uncertainty, her ears lowering considerably.
Gods… so gorgeous…
He took a deep breath, then opened his arms in clear invitation, sending her a small, shy smile; trying to ignore his own uncertainty and a blush.
She stared at him for a moment, blinking hard, then grinned and his heart stuttered to a stop, to redouble its furious pounding. She stepped into his waiting arms, wrapping hers around his waist with a tiny sigh, resting her cheek against his chest. G'raha coiled his arms around her shoulders, nuzzling gently against her hair.
Gods… she felt so good against him…
He closed his eyes shut, swallowing hard again when her smell filled his head till he could barely breath.
"That's so nice," she sighed softly, nuzzling against his chest and tightening her arms around him. "You smell so good, G'raha…"
She started purring and he moaned softly, his blood getting close to point of boiling as it shoot down; his cock already hard and aching.
But she deserved… better. Not a fast, furious fuck his body was already begging for. No, she deserved gentle, soft… lovemaking. So she doesn't regret that… that she looked at him, saw his freaky eyes and still wanted him. Him, of all people!
He smoothed his hand over her long, white hair and her purr deepened. Carefully, as if not to spook her, he lifted his hand and sinking his fingers in lush waves, rubbed his thumb gently against back of her ear. She gasped softly, tilting her head in his touch; her purr getting louder as she closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly.
Twelve… So beautiful…
"G'raha…" she purred and he couldn't help himself, leaning in and catching these gorgeous lips in a kiss, trying so hard to keep it soft and gentle.
Surr moaned in his mouth and he felt her long nails dig in the back of his vest; her smell filling his head and her taste…
His hand fisted involuntary in her hair, tilting her head back as he plunged his tongue in her mouth, kiss quickly turning hungry and desperate. She whimpered, answering as aggressively, her hands shooting up to tangle in his hair again and pull him against her harder.
Gods… He was drowning…
He growled, his arms tightening around her and pulling her even closer; way she squirmed against him, unconsciously rubbing against his aching flesh driving him completely mad with want.
When they broke for air, they were both panting harshly, swallowing hard and staring at each other in daze.
Finally he closed his eyes, resting his forehead against hers with a whimper.
Twelve… This will be waaay more difficult than he could've imagine…
Surr felt giddiness bubbling up in her chest and could barely contain her enthusiasm after she sneaked with G'raha through a building he led her to and into seemingly his room. She tried to not think about why she was there as she looked around curiously, because it made her tail go absolutely wild and she didn't want him to think… well… he knew now, but she really wanted to seem more confident then she felt.
She knew the basics, of course, she wasn't stupid and girls in Limsa always talked… and she knew first time will hurt… but the thought of G'raha touching her like that… Gods… She swallowed hard, closing her eyes for a second and taking few calming breaths.
"You can back out any second," she heard his low, soothing voice and a shudder run down her spine as she turned around slowly, looking at him and again drowning in these gorgeous eyes as he leaned against closed door, watching her with unreadable expression. "Literally, any second, Surr."
She bit her lip nervously, stepping from one foot to the other and blushing furiously. Did he want her to say she changed her mind? Maybe she's too…
She almost jumped when he growled and his hands curled into fists as dark blush climbed his face; his mismatched eyes so dark and hungry as they focused on her mouth.
She bit back a giggle, feeling that giddiness bubbling up again as she lowered her lashes, looking up at him and licked her lips slowly, purposefully… He growled again then closed those gorgeous eyes for a moment, taking few quick breaths, clearly to calm himself…
Gods… She didn't want him calm…
Earlier , when he kissed her so… Twelve… It was sooo hot, to feel so wanted, so desired…
Steeling her back and watching him carefully; his eyes still closed as he leaned his head back against the door… she licked her mouth nervously again, then parted them slightly and started purring, loud and insistent, blushing furiously.
He shuddered visibly, his eyes shooting wide open and getting slightly glassy look as they zeroed in on her mouth, his own lips pulling back in a silent snarl before he pushed off the door and moved toward her. Gods… look in his eyes… so hot…
Her heart pounded furiously as his hand curled against her cheek, tilting her head toward him; his quick, sharp breaths mixing with hers as he leaned in, resting his forehead on hers and swallowing hard, closing these gorgeous eyes again.
"I'm… " he choked when she gathered her courage, carefully moving closer and lifting her arms, putting her hands on his shoulders, delicately trailing her long nails down his muscular arms, her purr intensifying. "Twelve…" he moaned, sending a shudder down her spine. And she felt that again… that heat coiling tightly down her belly… she felt dizzy, panting quickly, his smell filling her head… Twelve… so tasty… "Surr… I'm trying really… really hard not to… toss you down and take you…" he swallowed hard again, his blush getting darker and his hand shaking against her cheek. "You deserve… Gods…" he moaned softly when she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing flush against him, tilting her head and brushing her lips shyly against these pretty mouth.
She purred louder when he shuddered against her, his breath growing even faster and heavier. His hand moved from her face, his fingers sinking in her hair, curling into fist at her neck and tilting her head back, his gaze so dark as he looked in her eyes.
"G'raha…" she purred again, then licked her lower lip and blinked her dark lashes quickly, trying to look as inviting as possible. She didn't care for going slow, she thought dazedly, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together as her gaze dropped to his mouth when they parted around a tiny gasp. "G'raha… please…" she whimpered, lifting on her toes and brushing her lips against his again...
Still she gasped with surprise when his mouth fell on hers and then moaned against his lips when that taste filled her senses immediately, spiking her hunger to new heights; her hands shooting up to wrap around his neck and pull him against her harder as her mouth grew desperate under his.
Gods… so good… so delicious…
Surr whimpered with disappointment when he lifted his head suddenly, panting harshly and shaking against her.
"Twelve…" he gasped breathlessly, his hand in her hair holding her back when she tried to follow his mouth, her nails digging in the back of his shoulders and trying to pull him back. "You're… Gods… Can't think…" he whined softly, panting harshly and closing these gorgeous eyes.
So hot… His expression was doing strange things to her insides, making her pant as harshly, heat in her belly growing unbearable, sensation of weird… emptiness between her legs growing painful.
Is it how it's supposed to feel? Or is there something wrong with her?
"It hurts... G'raha… " she swallowed hard, closing her eyes briefly and trying to collect her thoughts. "So… Twelve… it hurts," she panted weakly, rubbing her thighs together again, whimpering softly, looking for relief and finding none.
"Wha..?" his eyes shoot wide open and he gasped, his blush so dark and his breath so fast… as much as hers. "Gods… Surr…" he whined desperately, his hands, one in her hair, other on her hip tightening almost painfully. "I need… I have to… You… deserve… Ohh Twelve…"
Blushing furiously, she moved her hand off his shoulder, clasping it around his, the one on her hip, and with brazen determination pushed it under her skirt and between her legs; squeezing her thighs around it and rocking her hips, tiny relief making her whimper as she closed her eyes with bliss.
"G'raha…" she purred, sensation making her mind swim, his smell filling her head… So tasty…
He whined again, his head dropping to her shoulder, but his hand moved, his fingers pushing under her underwear, sliding through her folds, making her whimper again, as feeling of emptiness grew stronger again. Twelve, was he torturing her on purpose…?
"Surr…" he panted against her throat, then swallowed hard. "So wet… Gods… I want you… so bad," he finished on a growl, and she could feel him shake; his fingers sliding inside her gently, so carefully… "Twelve… I'm dying…"
So good… She rocked her hips harder against the feeling, moving her hands on his shoulders and digging her nails in his skin because it felt… Gods… so good… not enough… she wanted… needed…
"G'raha…" she whimpered miserably, struggling to catch her breath. "G'raha, please…"
He moved in a flash, growling wildly, pulling his hand back to her desperate whine; pushing her back with his body and she gasped with surprise, falling on his bed and gaping up at him, blinking hard and panting harshly.
"Wha…?" she choked when he kneeled by the bed; quickly removing her boots, pushing her skirt up around her waist and pulling her underwear down her legs and off; his eyes so dark and determined, his breath stuttering as he hooked his hands around her thighs, spreading them and pulling her closer, making her squeal with surprise and blush furiously. "G'ra…?"
Then she arched, nearly lifting off the bed and choking a scream when he lowered his head, his mouth kissing her… down there… Gods… so good… Her hands shoot down, tangling in his hair and pulling him closer because it felt… Twelve… She whimpered desperately, heat in her belly coiling so hard, as if it was about to snap… Then he moved and she felt his tongue push inside her and he purred… She arched sharply with a shout, squeezing her legs around his shoulders as that coil finally snapped, waves of unbelievable heat rolling through her body, making her shudder and whimper, then fall against the bed bonelessly, panting weakly.
Gods… Is that…? So good…
She looked down, completely dazed and breathless when he lifted his head, his eyes so dark and hungry as he licked his mouth with relish, sending another shudder down her back, because he looked so gorgeous…
She blinked hard, only now realizing that her hands were still fisted in his hair. She blushed furiously, glad she didn't accidentally hurt his ears in her daze. She loosed her grip, bringing her palms against his cheeks and pulled meaningfully, because he just gave her this amazing, incredible feeling and she really, really wanted to kiss him…
He didn't resist, growling softly as he climbed up her body, his dark, intent gaze focused on her mouth.
"You taste so good…" he purred and she blushed furiously, blinking at him hard. "So good, Surr… No," he growled when she averted her eyes shyly and pressed his fingers against her cheek, forcing her to look at him again. "Gods… your eyes are so…" he moaned softly, shaking as his mouth fell on hers and he plunged his tongue in her mouth desperately when she gasped, blushing furiously because he just... But then his taste filled her senses and she whimpered as that heat started to build up again; her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer, his body feeling so good on top of hers.
They both panted harshly when he lifted his head, his hands clenching hard in the sheets next to her head as he nuzzled against her throat, clearly struggling to catch his breath. She squirmed, with uncertainty bracing her legs around his hips and rocking against him experimentally then grimaced slightly, because his pants felt too… rough on her skin. But he whimpered as if he was in pain, rocking back against her, his shaking getting worse, and she bit her lower lip with worry.
"G'raha…? Does it… feel… bad?" she whispered in a tiny voice by side of his head, nuzzling gently against his hair and breathing in deeply. Gods… his smell… Her mouth watered, her thighs clenching around him instinctively and she couldn't stop another slight rock of her hips. Then she froze when he went rigid, his breath stuttering to a stop and then leaving him in a rush, so hot against her throat.
"It feels…" his voice was so low and thick… "Like… I'm dying," he choked out, sounding again like if he was in pain.
She frowned with worry, then shyly smoothed her hands over his back, unsure what to do when he shuddered hard, his breath so uneven on her skin.
Gods… did she do something wrong? Was she hurting him somehow? She cursed her inexperience, curling around him slightly.
"I'm…" she hesitated, swallowing hard. "Sorry? Do you want to… stop? I don't want to… hurt you," she felt her eyes watering and she blinked hard, because he was so sweet with her, so careful, and she didn't know what she did wrong, but…
He started shaking even harder and when she turned her head she saw his grip in the sheets clenching even harder, his knuckles getting white. She whimpered with worry, nuzzling against his throat and wrapping her arms around his neck, petting his hair and ears, trying to comfort him.
"I'm so… sorry," she whispered in a tiny voice. "If you tell me… what I did wrong… I…"
He lifted on his elbows suddenly, stunning her as he hovered over her, panting harshly; his beautiful, mismatched eyes so dark and hungry it took her breath away.
"You're perfect…" he gritted out with effort, his jaw tight. "So perfect…" he closed his eyes, taking few quick, sharp breaths. "You didn't do… anything… wrong," She wasn't sure she believed that, when he was shaking so hard now. "I really," he gasped, dropping his head against her collarbone. "Really don't want to… hurt you. But… Gods… I want you… so bad… It feels… like I'm dying."
Surr blinked hard, wrapping her arms around his head and bit her lip with uncertainty. Then she remembered how much it hurt, that feeling of emptiness before he… she blushed furiously… but if it felt like that for him?
Taking a deep breath and steeling her resolve, she moved her hand down between their bodies, clumsily pushing up his vest and then quickly sneaking it under the waistband of his pants, with uncertainty wrapping her fingers gently around his… Gods… She swallowed hard when he went completely rigid on top of her, small whimper tearing from his throat as his hips jerked, making her hand slide and clench in reflex.
"Does…" she hesitated, licking her lips nervously. "Does it make… it better?"
"Gods… yes… please…" he choked, shaking so hard now and gasping desperately. "So… good, Surr…"
Ohh… She smiled softly, glad to be able to do something to help. She tightened her hand around him and gasped softly when he jerked again, lifting slightly and rocking his hips, his breath so fast and heavy. Getting a clue, or at least she thought so… she slid her hand up and down his... She blushed furiously, biting her lip. Gods… he was so big and hard there… How is that even supposed to fit…? She was small even for a Miqo'te… does that… matter? Is she going to… disappoint him? She didn't want…
She gasped, snapping out of her thoughts when he suddenly laughed breathlessly, between his gasps and low moans.
"Don't… worry…" he choked out, gasping again as he rocked faster against her grip, his forehead now pressing hard against her shoulder. "You could never… disappoint me. You're so… perfect, so good…" he whimpered when her hand clenched with surprise.
Gods… she said that out loud?
She whined from embarrassment, her face completely red. He really is going think her a fool…
But… Twelve… the sounds he was making… Her mind spun, forgetting about her embarrassment quickly, tightening her hand around him as he was altering between low moans and growls, sending shivers down her spine; heat rising through her body again till she panted quickly, lightheaded.
"G'raha…" she purred, sinking fingers of her free hand in his hair and pulling till he lifted on his elbows again… Gods… She whimpered desperately at the sight of his beautiful eyes, so dazed and full of bliss; his pretty lips parted, uttering these delicious sounds… Twelve… she was on fire…
She pulled him down in a rough, sloppy kiss; tightening her hand around his flesh, swallowing greedily his growls and moans; her mind spinning, because the thought that she made him look like this… make these sounds… Gods… she never saw or heard something as hot… as exciting…
She couldn't help herself but purr loudly with pleasure when he broke the kiss and dropped his head to her shoulder with a whimper. Then he went rigid with whine, his… cock pulsing in her grip and he sagged against her, shuddering and panting weakly…
Surr gasped, so elated she could barely breath, her tail bashing wildly against the mattress. Her purr intensified as she nuzzled her cheek against his throat, so excited she was shaking.
"Gods…" he choked against her throat, his face feeling so warm. "I'm so… sorry..."
She stilled, frowning with confusion, running her free hand over his shoulder with uncertainty. Why was he apologizing? He lifted on his elbows again, his face so red and his pretty eyes so ashamed… She bit her lip, her frown deepening.
"Why?" she asked softly, brushing her free hand against his hot cheek.
Gods… he was so beautiful looking at him hurt… But now he seemed so upset, his blush getting even darker as his eyes darted away from hers.
"I… I shouldn't… Gods…" he bit his lower lip, closing his eyes. "I'm so sorry…"
Surr blinked hard, her ears twitching with curiosity.
"But… why?" she repeated with confusion. "Because that was the… hottest… thing in my life."
He stiffened, hissing softly through his teeth, when she finally released his flesh, pulling her hand back.
"G'raha…?" she whispered, a bit distracted and blushing at how… sticky her fingers felt. Is that…? Hmm… She barely noticed that he opened his eyes and looked back at her, when her feline curiosity took over; she looked straight in his eyes when she put her fingers in her mouth, marveling at the taste. It was salty and musky, but definitely not unpleasant. And the thought that she made him… She purred loudly around her fingers, closing her eyes with pleasure.
"Twelve…" he choked out harshly and her eyes shoot wide open with surprise, her ears falling flat against her head. His eyes were focused on her mouth and she blushed furiously, pulling her fingers back with uncertainty and looking at him shyly. Was it too weird? "Surr… Gods, you're a marvel."
And his mouth fell on hers, swallowing her surprised gasp.
Any thoughts or insecurities evaporated from his head at the sight of her blissed out expression, sound of her purr…
Twelve… It was almost unbelievable that she was inexperienced when everything she did drove him completely out of his mind. Her raw enthusiasm and curiosity mixed with shyness was so heady it made his mind spin.
And made him want even more… need… to make it perfect for her. So she won't regret picking him. And maybe… just maybe… she'll actually like it enough that… maybe she would want more. More of him. From him. Not just… physically.
Gods… he lov… liked how affectionate she was, nuzzling at him and smoothing her hands over him constantly. He could almost believe… she cared. It was so silly and at the same time took his breath away.
He managed to get his mouth and hands off her long enough to discard his clothes and wash off… evidence of his embarrassment, blushing furiously, whole time feeling her intent gaze on his back as she sat on top of his bed, blushing, her tail flicking nervously next to her.
His ears twitched at sudden sound and he looked at her over his shoulder, gasping when she pulled her shirt over her head, looking anywhere but at him, then undressed completely and sat down again, folding her arms shyly over her breasts and lowering her gaze.
"What…?" he choked, then swallowed hard, turning back completely. "What are you…?"
Her blush got even darker but she looked up slowly, gasping as she dragged her eyes over his body, her eyes growing huge as they stopped at his cock and he fought an impulse to cover himself, twitching slightly, his ears lowering considerably.
"That's…" she gasped, looking up in his eyes. "It just can't… fit," her beautiful, purple eyes wide as saucers.
Wha…? Ohh… He almost snorted, remembering her earlier whispers as she… He swallowed hard again, memory of her hand wrapped around him sending his blood south and making his cock twitch with renewed interest. Her eyes dropped and grew even bigger as she bit her lip with uncertainty, tightening her arms around herself.
Gods… Was he scaring her?
"You can back out," he reminded softly, trying to keep any sign of disappointment out of his voice. "Any time, any second, Surr. It's all completely up to you," And he meant every word, he would never forgive himself if she felt forced to… anything.
She blinked hard, focusing on his face again with difficulty and blushed, her lips parting slightly and any sign of fear gone.
"I think…" she licked her lips nervously, and he could see how she swallowed hard. "I would like… umm… if you would… kiss me again," her blush grew even darker. "If you… I mean… If you want to?" she bit her lip and he almost expired, his heart pounding so hard, he could barely breath.
G'raha moved toward her almost unconsciously, drowning in her eyes again until he leaned over her, lifting his hand and pressing it gently against her cheek, trying to get his breath under control. Then she smiled slightly and nuzzled against his palm affectionately and his heart vaulted wildly, tearing a gasp from his throat.
Gods… she was really like a dream come true…
He leaned in and she lifted on her knees, meeting him halfway, her lips so soft and inviting as they parted under his with a moan. He tried to keep it delicate but then she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, her mouth growing demanding.
His thoughts spinning, his heart pounding so loudly he couldn't focus, he let her pull him down on top of her; her body feeling so perfect as she coiled around him.
Gods… her smell and taste were driving him mad.
"G'raha…" she gasped when they broke for air, dragging her nails over his back and making him arch with a groan. "G'raha… you taste so good... smell so good… I can't get enough…"
He growled softly, resting his head against her shoulder and gasping as she squirmed under him, bracing her slightly shaky thighs around his hips and rocking gently, pawing at his back and nuzzling against his throat, her tail wrapping around his waist.
Gods… so good…
He tried to collect his thoughts, panting harshly, bracing on his elbow over her, his free hand dragging over her thigh, marveling at how soft and delicate her skin felt. He nibbled at her throat, up to her jaw and then caught her mouth in another kiss, swallowing her whimper.
Twelve… he was on fire, his heart pounding so loud… but there was something… something important…
He shuddered hard, breaking the kiss with a gasp when she rocked against him harder, his cock unintentionally brushing between her folds and setting his blood to boil.
"G'raha…" she whimpered softly, breathlessly, now clawing at his shoulders. "I need.. want… please…"
Gods… so hot… so perfect…
He growled mindlessly, hooking his hand around her thigh and bringing it harder around him, positioning against her… then it suddenly came into focus, making him gasp again.
It's her first time…
"Twelve…" he whined, resting his head against her shoulder and closing his eyes, his fingers clenching on her skin near painfully. His heart pounding furiously, his breath leaving him in short, sharp gasps.
But it wasn't about him… He couldn't hurt her… Not when she's so sweet, so affectionate… She picked him, of all people…
"G'raha…? Is something… wrong?" she asked softly, so uncertain, her hands smoothing over his back, shaking slightly.
He took deep breath, trying to ignore how her scent made his head spin.
"Just…" he hesitated, swallowing hard, then kissed her throat and rolled them over, almost chuckling at her surprised squeak. "Just a little… change."
"Huh?" she lifted on her arms, blinking down at him with confusion, her long pearly-white locks cascading over her shoulders in lush waves.
Gods… so beautiful…
He swallowed hard again, closed his eyes and took few quick breaths, then sat up, forcing her to move with him, bracing her knees around his hips.
"G'raha…?" she was frowning now, biting her lower lip with uncertainty again, her tail flicking nervously over his legs.
So adorable…
He grabbed her hands gently, putting them over his shoulders, then framed her face with his palms, pulling her in gentle kiss. Her arms tightened around his neck instantly, her mouth growing demanding as she pressed flush against him, moaning softly against his lips.
He broke the kiss, panting harshly, his head swimming with her taste and smell. Twelve… have mercy… He rested his forehead against hers, trying to collect his thoughts, but she was making it impossible, catching his mouth again, her kiss devouring as she sank her fingers in his hair, tilting his head for access, swallowing his desperate groan.
Then he whimpered, feeling as she lowered her hand between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around his cock and positioning him against herself… He almost jumped out of his skin when her heat wrapped around head of his cock, his hands dropping to her hips and clenching on her skin as he struggled not to pull her down.
Surr finally broke the kiss, panting roughly as she dropped her head on his shoulder, shuddering violently.
"Like.." she choked, then swallowed hard. "Like… this?"
Gods… it was so hard to breath… and his heart felt like its going to burst out of his chest any moment now…
"Yeah…" he managed finally, dropping his hands and fisting them in the sheets to avoid temptation. He nuzzled against her throat, trying to catch his breath. "This way… you decide how… Gods…" he choked, because she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, then rocked her hips experimentally, lowering slightly.
"Ohh…" she gasped softly against his throat, then swallowed hard again. "That feels… weird," he dropped his head back; his hands spasmed around the sheets as he tried to think of anything else than how hot and tight she felt around him and failing miserably. He whimpered when she lowered again carefully and froze, lifting her head to look at him. He forced his eyes open, not remembering when he closed them, his thoughts spinning uncontrollably. "G'ra… oh… Gods… you're so georgous…" he watched numbly how she licked her lips, looking at him intently but he couldn't focus, his mind an utter mess because she felt so… He moaned breathlessly, jerking slightly when she rocked her hips again, tiny gasp parting her lips. "Your eyes… so pretty…"
He could barely hear her over the static filling his ears; low, involuntary growl tearing from his throat when she rocked again; heat at the base of his spine growing unbearable.
Twelve… he's going to die… definitely…
"G'raha…?" he heard her purr and he realized he closed his eyes again… He forced them open, blinking hard, his breath stuttering to a stop at the sight of her expression. Her eyes so dark and hungry… "G'raha, does it… feel good?"
He laughed breathlessly, shuddering all over.
"Yeah…" he gasped, his back arching at another rock of her hips, his hands tearing at the sheets. "So good… Gods…"
She purred, loud and insistent, sending another shudder down his spine, sound ringing in his ears and setting his blood on fire. Then she smiled slowly, mischievously, her beautiful eyes narrowing, so dark and deep. She coiled her arms around his neck hard again, bit her lower lip… then with one hard push lowered completely, gasping loudly.
He groaned, dropping his head against her shoulder, panting roughly when her muscles quivered around him as she shook, mewling softly.
"Surr…" he moaned brokenly, trying to catch his breath.
Gods… he was dying…
He felt sooo good inside her…
She was sure it'll hurt, was ready for it… but it didn't, and gods… but the sounds he was making… his expression… beautiful red-cyan eyes so dazed…
She whimpered, that heat coiling so tight in her belly… so much harder then before; feeling him fill her so completely, shuddering against her… as much as she did.
"Are you…" he choked out against her shoulder, then coughed lightly, his breath so sharp and uneven. "Are you alright?"
"I'm…" Surr took a deep breath, loosening her arms and leaning away, her heart pounding furiously. She smiled slightly, untangling his braid and sinking her fingers in red, velvety strands, pulling his head back till he looked at her. "I'm so… G'raha…" she choked, staring.
He was so beautiful… His eyes so dark, pretty lips parted as he panted, his muscles shaking… She whimpered softly and fisting her hands in his hair, she lifted around him slowly, gasping at the friction and at how he bit his lip, tiny growl escaping his throat and making her shiver.
So hot…
"G'raha…" she hissed, pounding between her ears deafening as she rested her forehead against his, panting roughly. "So…" she gasped, then dropped with a whine. "…good."
She shuddered when he growled and she felt his hands close around her hips. She lifted again, gasping, and whimpered when his hands shook on her, fingers flexing. She lifted her head, their gazes locked together as she moved over him, slowly picking up rhythm; gasps and moans tearing from her throat, her mind filled with static.
"Twelve…" he choked, his voice so low and thick. "You're so… beautiful… so… perf…" he moaned breathlessly when she whined, tossing her head back as the heat in her belly was growing unbearable, feeling like it's about to snap… Then she whimpered when he lowered his head and she felt rough tongue slide over her breast, then hot lips closed around her nipple, sucking, oh, so gentle…
"G'r… Raha…" she whimpered mindlessly, shuddering violently, barely noticing how mouth on her suddenly stilled, his ears twitching and fingers on her hips digging in her skin. "So good…" she gasped, rocking against him harder.
"Say… say it again," he panted out, his sudden grip making her still. She blinked with confusion, squirming, her hands moving on his shoulders and digging her nails in his skin. "Say… it…" he sounded breathless, his body shaking.
"What…?" Gods… she needed to move, heat in her belly growing unbearable. "G'raha…?"
He shook his head, burying his face by her throat, his face so warm against her skin.
"Say… my name…" he sounded so… raw and vulnerable. "Please… say it…"
She coiled her arms around his neck, nuzzling against his hair and trying to collect her thoughts. Pounding of her heart making it so hard…
Then it hit her and she blushed furiously, swallowing hard.
"R…" she hesitated, then moved her lips against his ear and licked her lips nervously. "Raha…" she whispered with uncertainty. "Raha, please…"
Gods, she was dying…
He whimpered brokenly, then suddenly rolled them over, making her gasp, her head spinning.
"Twelve…" he choked, burying his head by her shoulder. " I can't… anymore… Sorry…" then he pulled out slowly, and slammed into her, growling. "So… good… sorry… Surr…" he moaned, his hands clenching on her hips and soon he pounded into her, gasping and growling against her throat.
She coiled her legs around him tightly, wrapping her arms around his neck, whimpering at each of his thrusts, till heat inside her snapped and she arched with a scream, shaking violently. G'raha groaned loudly, his rhythm growing uneven and soon he stilled with a low shout, shuddering. He sagged on top of her, bracing his weight on his elbows and panting weakly against her throat.
More then a bit dazed, she purred, nuzzling at his throat and smoothing her hands over his shoulders and hair. Gods… she felt sooo good…
"Are you…" he swallowed hard, sounding uncertain. "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I…?"
"I feel…" she sighed blissfully, rolling strand of his hair around her finger and marveling at how soft it felt. "I feel sooo amazing."
He relaxed visibly, sighing softly and soon nuzzling against her throat, taking a deep breath.
"You smell so good," he whispered, his voice so low and soothing.
"You also smell good, Raha," she hummed with distraction, dragging her hands over his back and enjoying how warm and comfortable she felt. She barely noticed that he stiffened slightly, his breath stopping for a second. Then she blushed furiously, realizing what she said. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't…"
"I like it," he swallowed hard and she could feel his face heat up against her skin. "How you say it… You can… If… you want to?"
She hesitated, knowing how much it meant. Then she sighed, nuzzling against his throat again and wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"I would love to, Raha, thank you" she purred softly and something… possessive rose in her chest when he shivered, curling around her slightly.
Surr purred blissfully, thinking with amusement that this trip ended up being much better then she could ever imagine. Then she startled a little when he moved, lifting on his elbows and looking at her a bit… shyly?
"No," he murmured, moving his hand to brush her hair back gently. "I should… Thank you," he said bashfully and she melted, her heart vaulting wildly in her chest.
Gods… he was so adorable…
She smiled softly, framed his beautiful face with her palms and pulled him in a kiss, enjoying his tiny gasp. Then she brushed his hair back gently and grinned brightly right into his slightly dazed eyes.
"You're so cute, Raha," she sighed with content.
He blinked these gorgeous red-cyan eyes at her, frowning slightly, then pouted. She gasped and his eyes suddenly grew huge when she squealed with delight, nuzzling her cheek against his affectionately, her tail bashing wildly against the mattress next to them.
"So adorable…" she gushed. "I just can't… Gods… Do that again, please…"
He huffed with offense, blushing furiously and averting his eyes, but she saw corners of his lips twitch.
She grinned again, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly and pulled him in a hug. He didn't resist, burying his face against her throat and she felt his quiet sigh against her skin. Her grin turned into soft smile and she nuzzled against his shoulder, purring happily.
Gods… he was so perfect…
Few bells later and after she took him more then few times, G'raha, more then a bit dazed and exhausted, stared at her cheerful expression with amazement, his fingers clenching slightly on her thighs as sat astride him, brushing her hands over his chest with affection, tiny grin on her face.
"So…" she hummed, leaning in and brushing her lips over his gently, trailing her finger along his jaw, down his throat and to his shoulder, soon her nail tracking lines of his Eye of Knowing tattoo. "Why this design?"
He sighed blissfully, pulled her down, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, closing his eyes and catching her mouth in a short, gentle kiss. She giggled softly, soon settling on top of him with a tiny sigh, resting her head against his collarbone, her fingers still on the tattoo.
"To show my appreciation," he said, nuzzling against her hair and taking a deep breath. Twelve, she really smelled so good…
"Oh?" she hummed curiously, rubbing her cheek on his skin. "To what?"
"Scions of the Seventh Dawn," he chuckled, rolling long strand of her hair around his finger, marveling at how soft it felt and missing how she twitched slightly. "They're heroes," he couldn't keep tone of awe from his voice.
He always had a weakness for heroic stories, ever since he was a boy. Maybe it was silly, but he couldn't help but admire those who dedicated themselves to keeping the world safe after Calamity.
"Oh, really?" she chuckled softly, clearly amused. "You want to join them someday?"
He frowned, dark blush climbing his face.
"Me? Don't joke," he huffed, looking away when she lifted her head to look at him with surprise.
"Huh? Why not?" she frowned slightly, bracing on her elbows, her expression full of curiosity.
"I'm…" he hesitated, swallowing hard and looking back at her, drowning in her eyes again. "I mean… I'm me… A nobody. I'm better off focusing on my studies than chasing…" he choked when she pressed her hand over his mouth with a deep frown, pursing her pretty lips and narrowing her eyes dangerously.
"I would very much appreciate if you didn't belittle my beautiful lover," she drawled through her teeth, then twitched and her expression softened with uncertainty. "I mean… if… I…" she blushed furiously, biting her lip and pulling her hand back, looking away.
"Oh?" he hummed with amusement at her fluster, running his finger along her jaw, though he felt his face heat up as well. "Am I your lover now then?" he tried, so hard, not to let his nerves show, but he wasn't sure he succeeded when she looked back at him from under lowered lashes.
"If…" she took a deep breath, then her expression hardened with such a fierce determination. "I mean, if you want to…?" she coughed lightly, then sat up again, bracing her arms on top of his chest and staring at him intently. "I really, really like you, Raha," she blushed so pretty, flustering again. "And… though I'm not staying in Old Sharlayan very long… I still could… I mean… after I attune here, I could come over to see you, if you would… want me to?"
His heart pounding furiously, probably blushing as much as her at least, he sat up, wrapping his arms around her and catching her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, enjoying her soft moan when she coiled her arms around his neck. Then he rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes.
"I would like that very much," he whispered, lifting his head and brushing her hair back gently. His heart vaulted when she grinned brightly, then leaned in, brushing her lips against his and purring softly with content.
Then she suddenly gasped, looking frantically toward the window.
"Gods… how late is it?" she bit her lip nervously, her ears lowering and tail flicking with agitation against his leg.
He looked over at the chronometer, then chuckled sheepishly.
"It's getting a bit late," it would be a nightfall very soon. "Weren't you supposed…?"
"Twelve…" she gasped again, jumping up off him and grabbing at her clothes frantically. "Alphinaud is going to nag…" she whimpered, pulling her shirt on quickly.
"Alphinaud…?" name sounded vaguely familiar, he thought as he sat up, soon pulling on his pants and frowning.
"Mhmm, one of my companions," she hummed with distraction, dressing up quickly. "Thancred will sure cover for me… but Alphinaud is such a brat… 'Look at me, I'm a prodigy, youngest to ever finish Studium'" she drawled with clear annoyance, sitting on his bed and pulling on her boots. "I swear… during travel here I was so close throwing him over…"
"Wait…" he froze, staring at her, his eyes going wide. "Alphinaud Leveilleur?"
She stiffened, looking up at him… then rolled her purple eyes, combing her hair with her fingers quickly and brushing them back over her shoulders.
"Don't tell me you heard about him?" she huffed. "Don't mention it if we see him or else he will never shut up about…"
"I heard…" he swallowed hard, watching her carefully as he put on and fastened his vest. "Last I heard, he and his twin sister went to Eorzea to join Scions…"
"Oh…" she lifted, brushing her hands over skirt, slight blush rising on her face as she looked at him and bit her lip with uncertainty. "I guess I forgot… I mean…" she took a deep breath, then smirked at him mischievously, making his heart vault again. "Let me reintroduce myself…" her amethyst eyes filled with laughter. "I'm Surr, Scion of the Seventh Dawn," she snorted when his jaw dropped.
He moved his mouth few times, no sound escaping, staring at her in a daze. She laughed brilliantly, then closed in on him, lifting on her toes and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him to her.
"And it is my… pleasure to meet you, Raha," she purred, then slanted her lips over his, swallowing his surprised gasp. He moaned in her mouth, almost involuntary wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer, drowing as her smell surrounded him again. Then he almost whimpered with disappointment when she pulled back, dropping on her heels with a giggle, dragging her thumb over his lower lip. "But I really need you to show me now where I can find my friends," she grinned at his dazed expression.
"Ah…" he swallowed hard, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Then he grinned at her, grabbing her hand and intertwining their fingers. "It'll be my pleasure, Surr."
And as he led her out of his room, his fingers tight around hers, he couldn't help but think his life is about to change completely.
