After Thancred left them alone again, with mysterious 'make me a list' addressed at Surr, she immediately moved around, climbing in his lap and placing her hands on his shoulders, looking at him from under lowered lashes.
"Would you take a bath with me, my Raha?" she asked timidly, biting her lower lip.
G'raha felt a wave of heat roll through his body immediately and almost unconsciously placed his hands on her waist, pulling her closer as her smell filled his head.
Twelve… how does she look so… sweet and innocent… after what she just did to him…?
He blinked with surprise feeling his cock twitch with renewed interest. He just came… and yet he was ready to go again…
What the…?
She tilted her head slightly, her ears twitching curiously while she watched his expression.
"Something wrong?" she bit her lip again, this time with uncertainty.
Not that it mattered seemingly, since anyway it drove his eyes to her pretty, plush lips and he felt another wave of heat, his flesh achingly hard already.
Again… What the…?
He felt a blush climb his face and he coughed lightly, averting his gaze. Will she think him… over-eager? He had previously lovers… complain about him being too… enthusiastic.
"Raha?" he felt her fingers move into his hair, fingers a bit timidly scratching at the back of his ear. Gods… that felt amazing… He tilted his head into her touch almost involuntary, closing his eyes with a tiny moan, before he could catch himself, his blush growing darker. "Oh, my precious, " he heard her purr softly as she moved her other hand to his other ear, now massaging both with growing confidence. He couldn't stop another moan even if he wanted to. "The sounds your making…" she squirmed in his lap, rocking slightly as he heard her swallow hard. "Twelve… Raha…" her purr dropped into a low growl, sending a shudder down his spine; his cock throbbing painfully at this point. "Want you inside me, my mate," she trailed bites along his jaw when he tilted his head back with quiet whimper, heat growing unbearable; his breath leaving him in short bursts.
Yes… yes, please…
He felt that… purring in the back of his head, loud and insistent, and he almost expired… Choked growl tore from his throat when he twisted around in a flash, pressing her down into the mattress and rocking his hips against her to relieve some of the tension… She whimpered softly at the friction, her hands fisting in his hair and pulling him into a rough kiss.
They were both panting harshly by the time they broke for air and his thoughts were swimming while he trailed bites along her throat, his hands moving under her shirt, enjoying how soft and delicate her skin felt.
"Raha…" she whimpered again, trying to pull him back into the kiss, coiling her legs around his hips and rocking against him eagerly. "Raha… please…"
Twelve… she was so perfect…
He growled softly, lifting up and pulling her shirt up. She readily put her arms up, making his task easier and after she was bare waist up, her hands immediately shoot to open his vest again, pulling it roughly off his shoulders.
G'raha braced his arms next to her head, careful of her splayed locks, hovering over her and letting his eyes feast for a moment while he rocked against her slowly. She was so gorgeous… so beautiful it took his breath away. Amethyst eyes half-lidden and dazed with lust as she bit her pretty lower lip, her nails digging in his shoulders, trying to pull him closer with desperation as she whimpered, rocking to meet his slow thrusts… Graceful curve of her throat as she arched with a whine, purring inside his head intensifying till he could barely breath… Her shoulder, so… tasty…
He frowned at the thought slightly, some of the mindless lust abating as he spotted… bite mark on her shoulder. It looked… quite bad, like she was bitten, many, many times…
"What…" he choked when she rocked against him hard, her nails digging harder in his skin; her whimpers growing in desperation. Gods… so hot… but… her shoulder… He tried to collect his thoughts, moving one of his hands to rest on her abdomen and immobilize her; stopping his own movement against her, his ears dropping against his head at her miserable whine… "Surr…" he licked his dry lips, trying to calm his breath a little. "What… happened to your shoulder? It looks… bad."
She moaned, blinking up at him with confusion as she panted weakly, squirming under his hold.
"You…" she hesitated, swallowing hard and clearly trying collect her thoughts. "You… don't remember… at all?" she frowned slightly, now biting her lip nervously. "I know… your were quite out of it… but…I thought…" now she looked upset, her purple eyes filling with tears suddenly, stunning him. "Gods… I messed up so bad… I thought… I thought your were… okay, before I… before… But if you don't remember…"
He froze, his eyes growing huge as they focused on the wound again. What she… was saying…
"I did this…?" he whimpered sadly, terror and mortification squeezing his chest. He hurt her…? Then he remembered that itching sensation driving him mad, the thoughts of biting her… "Gods… Surr, I'm so sorry…" he straightened, but when he tried to move away, she squeezed her legs around his hips hard, shaking her head violently and trying to pull him back.
"It's okay," she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him against her with surprising strength. He blinked hard, bracing his elbows around her. She was… really strong for her tiny frame… actually, he was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to get free even if he tried. It was surprisingly… arousing. He blushed furiously, swallowing hard and burying his face against her throat. And she really smelled so good… His cock throbbed again painfully as he nuzzled against her skin in a daze and he rocked against her again involuntary. She gasped, answering in kind and nibbling at his throat gently. "I'm so sorry, Raha," she whispered softly. "I didn't realize… that need to… mate kicked in so… hard that you weren't really… aware… I'm so…" she choked a whimper at another slow thrust, her arms tightening around his neck, her legs tightening so hard around him… sending another shudder down his spine.
"Need to… mate?" gods… she felt so good against him… His blood was boiling in his veins and he couldn't help himself but rut his hips against her hard, biting back a growl at the friction. "Twelve… Surr… I want you, so bad…" he whimpered desperately, panting harshly.
"Me too, Raha…" she gasped, seemingly completely forgetting her distress and rocking against him eagerly. "So good… want you… inside me, so bad…"
"Let me up," he growled, struggling to catch his breath, his thoughts spinning, though he almost chuckled when she uncoiled from around him in a flash, so eager…
Gods… it was hot to be so… wanted.
Before he could think better about it, he rolled her quickly to her stomach, again almost chuckling when she squeaked with surprise, her tail whipping at his chest before she could stop it. Surr braced on her elbows, looking back at him over her shoulder with a pout. So cute… He growled at her softly, involuntary, and she blushed furiously, her pretty lips parting with a low, inviting purr; that rumbling sensation in his head getting louder, insistent. So hot…
He pulled on her shorts impatiently, taking her underwear with it, then did the same with his own pants and pushed inside her roughly. Gods… so hot and tight… She arched with a whine, clawing at the sheets. He stopped when buried inside her completely, panting harshly as he braced his arms around her, resting his forehead against her back.
"Sorry, are… are you… okay?" he choked out, his thoughts spinning when her inner muscles quivered around his cock.
"Raha…" she whimpered, squirming and putting his blood on fire. "Please… move…" it was more of a hiss then anything else.
He didn't had to be told twice, soon pounding into her relentlessly, her moans and whimpers filling his ears with static as the pressure at the base of his spine grew unbearable.
"So good… so good…" she chanted breathlessly, pushing back against him eagerly. "Raha… my Raha… I'm going to…" she choked, arching hard under him with a scream of his name, shuddering violently, her muscles spasming around his cock and pulling him over the edge with her, tearing a low shout out of his throat as he spilled inside her, his sight going white.
Gods… it was never this… intense… before.
He came out of the daze, realizing he still rocked against her slowly, gently… Her soft mewls sent shivers down his spine. Her muscles shuddered around his flesh as she panted weakly, her tail coiling around his waist loosely…
He gasped breathlessly with surprise, feeling his cock harden again, making him dizzy.
"Raha…" she whimpered softly, rocking against him again insistently and purring loudly. "Raha… again… please… so good…"
He closed his eyes with a whimper and set to fulfill her wish, wondering dazedly…
What the fuck?!
It was a while before she finally managed to get them both into a bath and Raha looked so dazed by then, letting her crawl into his lap inside the bathtub as he leaned against the edge with a tired sigh and closed his eyes. She leaned against him with a soft giggle, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and nuzzling her cheek against his throat with a happy, sated purr.
"My Raha," she sighed with content, enjoying combined warmth of his skin and water around them. "You're so good to me, my mate. So perfect."
"You're insatiable," he chuckled, blushing furiously at the praise and she squealed with delight, moving up, lifting her hands and petting his ears carefully and bumping her forehead against his with a loud purr rumbling in her throat. He gasped breathlessly and his eyes shoot wide open; instinctive answering purr tearing from his throat involuntary. She stilled, purr dying in her throat when he frowned, blinking hard and moving back, such an uncertainty in his features.
She wanted to howl, fury instantly bubbling in her chest as her tail whipped in the water aggressively. She forced herself to curb in her temper when his frown deepen as well as the uncertain look.
"Sorry…" he coughed lightly, blushing again and looking away sheepishly. "Just… not used to… well…"
She WILL find people responsible for her mate's neglect and tear them apart. She accepted that he had previous… lovers. She did, though thought of someone else touching her soulmate like that tore at her insides. But that they neglected HIS needs… She already should have guessed when he admitted about giving someone pleasure with his glorious mouth but not receiving it in return… but still her fury knew no bounds. If she ever meets any of those… selfish, inconsiderate… bitches… She will…
"Surr…?" he almost jumped at her aggressive growl. "Are… are you okay?" he licked his mouth with another uncertain look. "Sorry… I…"
"It's okay, my love," she forced herself to calm down, taking few quick breaths and leaned in, placing a delicate kiss on his pretty lips. He relaxed slightly, moving his arms to rest loosely around her waist. "I'll take care of you," she promised softly with another purr, nuzzling against his throat. She sighed, sitting up again and grabbing bar of soap laying on the edge of the tub. "Can I help you wash, my precious?" she asked gently and bit back a chuckle when he flushed up to his hairline. So adorable! And so heartbreaking that such a mundane… things that should be mundane, were so alien to him. "Please, my Raha?" she blinked her dark lashes at him in flirtatious manner she saw some girls in Limsa use on dazed boys, hoping… She almost squealed with delight when his blush darkened and he nodded almost imperceptibly, closing his eyes timidly.
Gods… He was so cute she could eat him alive…
She soaped her hands generously, put the bar away and set to work starting on his neck and shoulders, purring in pleasure at how his skin felt under her hands.
"So…" he started carefully, leaning his head slightly forward, and over a low, blissful purr rumbling in his chest. She felt her tail whip with enthusiasm, elated at being able to make him feel comfortable. "You have Echo?"
"Mhmm," she hummed softly, moving her hands over his skin with delight. "Was quite a surprise to everyone involved, to be frank."
"Huh?" he frowned slightly, peering at her with confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Its a funny story, actually," Surr chuckled. "I was minding my own business, picking herbs around Limsa Lominsa for my mom with my carbuncle…"
"Oh," he looked so surprised for some reason. "You're an Arcanist?"
"Kind of…" she smiled sheepishly, moving her hands over his chest and blushing slightly. "Technically, I'm actually a Summoner…"
"Summoner?" Raha's eyes went wide open. "Isn't that a dead art?"
"Mhmm, that's why I say kind of… I accidentally stumbled upon Summoner's soulstone and absorbed it. But since…"
"You would need a Primal's essence to get the Egi," he finished for her with a slight frown.
She blinked hard, staring.
"How do you know?" she gasped. "Usually no one gets that."
"Ah…" he flushed slightly, small smile at his lips that made her heart vault wildly. He's really so handsome… "I actually study everything concerning Allagan Empire. And since art of Summoning was born there… Saw it in one of my books."
"Ohh," she grinned with pride. "You're so perfect, so smart, my mate," she cooed, purring happily.
His blush darken, but she saw flash of pleasure at the praise in his red-cyan gaze. Her tail went absolutely wild with enthusiasm.
She went back to her task with a grin.
"So, yeah, since you can't really face a Primal without ending up tempered… or dead," she sighed with a pout. "I'm kind of half-baked Summoner.
"Mhmm," he hummed, his hands drawing slow circles on her waist. "That's too bad, really. From the records, Summoning sounds really powerful. But back to your story…?"
"Oh yeah…" her grin turned sheepish. "So I was minding my own business, picking herbs," she repeated. "When I stumbled into a cave and got attacked by a golem. Annoying thing, to say the least," she sighed, but her grin grew when he chuckled with amusement. "So I destroyed it, and then this Seeker Miqo'te, looking all cool and aloof, showed up. And bam, I had a vision of guy in black robes creating that golem for some reason. The girl, Y'shtola, noticed, and having some experience, since Minfilia, leader of the Scions also has Echo, she invited me to join them…"
"It doesn't really sounds that funny..?" but his lips twitched.
"Didn't get to funny part yet, smart-ass," she pouted playfully, pursing her lips and almost giggled when his gaze focused on her mouth immediately. "Thought you're tired, my love," she grinned knowingly and he flushed slightly, looking away.
"Can't… can't help it," he coughed slightly, looking anywhere but at her. "Your mouth… is so… gorgeous."
Now it was her turn to blush and look away.
"So… anyway," she continued after a moment. "She invited me to join them and all. I refused and went…"
"You did what?!" he gasped, his eyes growing huge. "You refused? But…" his mouth moved soundlessly few times. "But… why?"
Surr blushed furiously, looking away again.
"Well…" she coughed slightly, so embarrassed. "Because my papa would kill me if I would agree."
"Huh?" his eyes grew even bigger. "But… its Scions of the Seventh Dawn we're talking about! It's an honor."
She flustered, her hands stilling against his stomach when she dropped her gaze.
"I…" she bit her lip, looking up at him shyly and blushing. "I love my parents very much. And I really respect their opinion. They would never do wrong by me. And my papa barely agreed to send me for tutoring at Arcanist Guild in the first place, only because I was getting bullied…"
"What?" he growled and now her eyes went huge at his furious expression as his hands tightened at her hips. "Who would dare to…"
"Look at me, Raha," she laughed merrily, honestly amused but more then a bit pleased at his reaction, blushing with pleasure. "I'm so tiny, I make for an easy target," she chuckled when his expression turned offended.
"You're adorable," he corrected with a frown, so serious it made her giggle and delicately slap his chest with mock-offense.
"I'm maybe small, but fierce," she lifted her nose pointedly, narrowing her eyes.
"That I believe," he chuckled, relaxing and leaning in for a quick kiss. "So then… how did you end up with Scions anyway?"
"That's the funny part," she grinned, motioning for him to lean in. He complied obediently if with a bit of uncertainty and she started to pour water over his hair with her hands, carefully avoiding getting any in his ears. When done, she soaped her hands again and started to spread it over his head, massaging his scalp delicately. She smiled tenderly, humming in the back of her throat, when he sighed with pleasure, purring again. "So, anyway, my papa thought joining Scions would be too dangerous for his little girl," she chuckled softly, remembering her father's scoff at mere idea. "My mom thought it sounded exciting, but she agreed with papa. But Scions were relentless, visiting out cottage, bringing gifts and trying to convince him to agree. Even Minfilia, the leader! I thought it was quite hilarious," she giggled merrily. "But nothing worked until Thancred showed up and we hit it off beautifully. He managed to convince my papa that he'll take care of me as if I was his little sister at least, and will never allow any harm to come to me. Papa finally relented, since he also saw how much fun I had hanging out with him. And that's how I ended up with them. Though, I'm barely a fledgling at this point. Just finished my training. Coming here, to quote 'assist' Alphinaud is my first real assignment. But I'm not his biggest fan, so I managed to convince Minfilia to let Thancred tag along, since he didn't had any assignments of his own at the time. Lean in again, my love," she chuckled again at his blissed out expression and poured water over his head again carefully when he complied. When done he leaned against the edge of the tub with a content purr.
"And I'm very happy now that I did come here," she sighed with pleasure, moving to lay against his chest, nuzzling against his skin with her own purr. "Or who knows if I would ever get to find you, my Raha," she shuddered at mere idea of never getting to be with him like this, not listening to his purrs, not seeing his gorgeous smiles.
He was silent for a long moment, then she felt his arms wrap around her shoulders and he pulled her in a tight hug, resting his cheek against her hair.
"I'm glad too… that you came here… my mate," he said bashfully and she melted, her purr going deeper.
"I love you, my Raha," she moved up in his arms and coiled around him possessively, resting her chin on his shoulder. "So much it hurts," she nuzzled against his throat, then rained soft kisses over his skin.
"I…" he hesitated, swallowing hard and his arms tightened around her when he buried his face against her shoulder. "I…"
"It's okay," she whispered softly, soothingly, brushing her hands over his hair and ears. "It's okay, my love. You'll say it when you're ready. I'll earn it, I swear. It's okay, my Raha, don't worry, I'm already so happy that you let me love you, my beautiful."
She felt his shaky exhale against her throat and smiled tenderly, though her eyes prickled a bit.
"I don't deserve you," he sighed sadly. "I'm so…"
"You're perfect," she said firmly, with unshakable conviction. "You're mine and I'm yours, my Raha. It's not any of your fault that they… hurt you so much. Not any fault, my love. If I ever find people who…" she growled furiously, instinctively coiling around him protectively.
To her surprise he chuckled softly, running his hands gently over her back.
"My… my mate, so fierce," she blushed slightly at the amusement in his low voice.
"You know it," she sighed with content, forgetting her fury, when he nuzzled at her throat, then kissed her skin gently.
Really… so perfect for her…
"Love you, Raha," she whispered, for first time really thanking her lucky stars for letting her join Scions.
