G'raha gasped, waking up with a start. He looked around quickly, nervously, then settled choking down a snort at himself.
After the bath, Surr insisted on a nap… to quote 'help him recover'… though she said that with her purple eyes firmly focused on rowing across his skin; such a pretty blush on her cheeks as she licked her lips…
He was really starting to get the idea that his worries about her thinking him over… enthusiastic were… unfounded. If anything, she was truly, completely insatiable.
It was… nice.
Who was he kidding? It was completely, utterly mind-blowingly… amazing.
He chuckled sheepishly and twitched slightly with surprise when it caused small body on top of him move and Surr nuzzled her cheek against his chest, purring sleepily.
Huh? He was pretty sure that when they fell asleep he was curled around her back… He sighed softly, moving his hand and carefully brushing unruly white lock of her face, then rolled it around his finger gently. He didn't really mind to be honest, she was so light, and if she really enjoyed using him as a pillow…? It was hardly a harrowing task with how it made her citrus smell surround him, filling his lungs with every breath…
He felt already familiar wave of heat roll through his body, his cock twitching with interest… G'raha stared at the ceiling over her bed, almost rolling his eyes. Okay… something had to be up with this. He did tend to be… eager, but this was a little bit… over the top. He sighed, almost unconsciously sinking his fingers delicately into her hair, just enjoying how her locks felt around them. He moved his free hand under his head, just letting himself relax for a moment.
He really should get back to Baldesion Annex… Last exam was in few days and though he felt quite… confident about passing, it won't hurt to to review his notes… He also needed to change his clothes…
How long even was he here actually at this point…? Won't Leveilleur… Alphinaud mind to have a stranger stay under his roof this long? He barely saw the teenager, but he seemed as haughty as the stories he heard about him described. Not that he didn't had a reason to be though… Leveilleurs were highly regarded in Old Sharlayan, with Alphinaud's father, Fourchenault taking a seat on the Forum… And young Elzen himself was quite famously skilled at the discourse, not to mention his young age when finishing Stadium… His twin sister, Alisaie, was supposedly much more easy-going, but he didn't heard Surr mention anything about her… though from what he heard twins left together to join Scions…
Twelve… and now he was also supposed to do that…? How… strange. Not that they wanted him for his skills though… He was obviously more of a price for keeping Surr and her Echo in their ranks… And how insane that was? That she would truly leave everything behind to be with him…? She mentioned how much she loved her parents, yet there was no hesitation, no doubt in her beautiful features… Only fierce determination he was starting to come to expect of her.
He snapped out of his musing when she moved again on top of him, her soft sigh tickling his skin as a slow, low purr started to rumble in the back of his mind.
Gods… He moaned, closing his eyes and arching slightly, that heat rolling through him again, making his cock ache. That was… Thaliak, it'll be a while before he will get used to that… To feel her like this, her sleepy, content… mind? soul?... brushing against his senses felt like… like… soft, gentle hand stroking across very essence of his being. It made him dizzy, combination of it with her intoxicating smell... Instinctively, he pushed back against the feeling and Surr moaned softly, shuddering slightly. His hand tightened in her hair automatically when she moved against him again, that purring getting louder, putting his blood on fire.
"Raha, don't tease," she hummed with amusement, lifting her head and blinking at him sleepily.
Twelve… so gorgeous…
She blinked again, then a mischievous smirk tilted her lips, her gaze heating up as it scanned his features carefully.
"Someone's eager," she teased playfully… and he twitched, looking away with a dark blush, his throat tightening slightly as shame squeezed his chest. It sounded too… "Raha? Raha, what's wrong?" he felt her sit up astride his waist and soon her fingers closed around his chin, bringing his gaze back to hers delicately. "Talk to me, my love," gods… her voice was so sweet, so gentle… "I'm sorry," she blushed furiously, licking her lower lip, her eyes so… dark and hungry. He blinked hard, only now noticing her dark blush and feeling her… lust brush his senses. "I was just… teasing. I know that… that bond being this fresh and new, that it feels a little bit… overwhelming. Especially since… since…" she quieted, licking her lips nervously, and looking away. Then she coughed lightly, looking back at him with slightly reserved expression and a bit tight smile; she let go of his chin and straightened, moving off him carefully and sitting next to him on her hunches.
"Surr?" he frowned, sitting up and staring at her with uncertainty. Did he offended her somehow?
She twitched slightly, biting her lip nervously, then sagged slightly with a sigh and a … guilty look on her face.
"I'm sorry, my Raha," she lifted her hand, brushing it gently against his cheek. "I really… really made mess of things. I shouldn't… shouldn't have bond you without making sure you know what to expect. But I got so… excited," her hand dropped and she hung her head guiltily, her ears flat against her head. "I'm always too… rash. Too… wild. And when Echo showed me you're mine… my soulmate… I just… I'm so sorry," she whimpered, curling into herself.
He blinked at her hard, then full understanding of what she just said hit him and his jaw dropped.
"Echo…?" he realized that at some level… He thought that she somehow made a mistake. Because how a girl so perfect, so beautiful can be his? How he could ever deserve her? He was happy enough that she wanted him, that she picked him to be her first lover even, but… he thought that sooner or later she'll come to her senses and realize she… deserved better. "Echo showed you… that?" he choked out, swallowing hard, because if it's true then…
Surr looked up with uncertainty, tilting her head slightly with confusion at his expression.
"Yeah," she blushed furiously, biting her lower lip. "It did. It was… beautiful. It showed me, that we… always find… in every life we had, we have been… together, loving each other. And…"
She gasped breathlessly when he pounced at her, pinning her to the mattress with a growl.
"Raha, wha…?" whatever she wanted to say, he swallowed it greedily, sinking his fingers in her hair and tilting her head as he devoured her mouth roughly. She moaned into his mouth, squirming to wrap her legs around his waist as she dig her nails in his shoulders, trying to pull him even closer.
"Mine," he growled possessively when they broke for air, tilting her head and trailing bites down her throat, his heart pounding furiously between his ears.
She was his… truly. Only his. This perfect girl with her affectionate, beautiful heart was his. His to protect, cherish and… love. Only… only his. She won't… won't change her mind. Won't… leave him. She completely turned his life upside-down in such a short time, putting everything on its head, but she was HIS.
"Raha," she whimpered mindlessly and he felt her sink both of her hands in his hair, fisting them roughly… and he felt something absolutely primal and possessive uncurl in his mind, because she was his. "Raha, you're…"
Before he realized what he's doing, his mind drowning in the thought that this beautiful creature belonged to him, wanted him, loved him; he hooked his hand under her thigh, his fingers digging in as he entered her roughly with a groan and then sank his teeth hard in her shoulder. She arched under him with a scream, shuddering violently, her muscles quivering around his cock when he felt her… mind? soul?... reach for him and he answered in kind instinctively, because she was his… his mate… his…
He let go of her shoulder, arching with a breathless whine when something inside his head snapped, her thoughts and feelings flooding his mind, so clear… so much clearer… as their souls melded into each other, holding to each other desperately…
So good… so good… so good…
He was losing his mind, whimpering and moaning as he pounded into her near brutally, her pleasure, her elation, her happiness, her love… flooding him till his sense of self melted into her, hers into his, and they became one… for a long, blissful moment they were… one mind, one soul… and he knew no more.
His mind was spinning as his senses returned slowly, reculantly; his face felt wet as he panted weakly against her throat, realizing numbly that he came at some point and was probably crushing her with his weight… and she panted against his shoulder harshly, pain on it suggesting that she bit him… at some point… He didn't mind… He couldn't mind as her presence inside his head felt so… good… so amazing…
He purred, deep and low in his chest, till it was nearly choking him as he lifted slightly on his elbows, just to give her room to breath as he nuzzled against her throat affectionately, spreading soft bites and kisses because she was his and she felt so amazing inside his head…
"Gods… Raha…" she gasped weakly, her arms shaking as they wrapped around his shoulders; her own purr nearly deafening as she returned the affectionate gestures; and he couldn't understand anymore why it felt so weird, so alien before, because she was his and he was hers, and it felt so good to belong to her… "I love you, so much, so much…" she was weeping, shaking under him as her tail coiled around his waist tightly, her nails digging hard in his skin… But there was no sorrow in her mind, only elation and happiness so strong… and love… and adoration… and affection… so much, it put his own mind to spin. "I love you so much, my Raha," she gasped weakly, carding one hand in his hair and scratching gently, lazily at his ear.
And he felt it… and knew it… and the only thing he could do…
"I love you too, Surr," he sighed softly, with relief.
She gasped softly, though without surprise, because of course she could feel it now as much as he felt her love; the feeling so perfect as it wrapped softly, protectively around center of his being… his soul… so good… He will never be alone again… so good…
"Thank you, Raha," she sobbed quietly, resting her cheek against his throat. He reflected the gesture with a soft, relieved exhale.
"No… thank you."
As much as she was elated… overjoyed… Gods, there's just no words to describe her happiness, really… at completing their soul-bond so… suddenly; Surr soon realized that it also created some complications.
Before she knew that Raha didn't love her yet, because his lack of trust in the bond was… blocking, let's say, some… side effects. Like almost insane possessiveness of the fresh bond. The near-constant need to… mate.
She thought earlier that Thancred was overly optimistic asking her to make him a list of things they would need, but now she really appreciated that. Or would, if Raha didn't growl furiously whenever her best friend even approached the door to her room… Yeah, complications…
"Raha…" she giggled with amusement, then moaned breathlessly, bracing her arms on his chest as he dig his fingers in her hips, pulling her roughly up and down on his cock; loud, happy purr rumbling in his chest. "We will need… some… food eventually," she managed, moving her arms to rest by his head, leaning in and rocking her hips on every downward thrust because it made his breath stutter, his pleasure swell across their bond and mix with hers.
"I know…" he drawled through his teeth, then gasped and rolled them over, growling and pounding into her relentlessly, his muscles shaking visibly. Soon she arched with a whine, clawing at his shoulders helplessly till he stilled with a whimper, resting his forehead against her shoulder and gasping for air. "I know…" he repeated after he could finally catch his breath. "But I can't… help it. You're mine," he growled softly, nuzzling at her throat.
"I am," she purred, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing his throat. "I am yours, Raha, but he's my best friend, there's no need to be jealous," she chuckled.
"You don't get it," he sighed with resignation, nibbling at her throat. "I can… smell him. And his smell anywhere near you… is driving me mad," he admitted through his teeth. "Doesn't matter that he's your friend. He's male," he hissed aggressively, and she gasped when he rocked against her, his flesh hardening inside her again.
Yup, possessiveness and constant need to mate, alright. She purred happily, soon rocking against his renewed thrusts with eager enthusiasm. Another orgasm had her gasping breathlessly and made her arms fall limply off his shoulders as he sagged on top of her with a whimper.
"Gods…" he panted out against her throat. "I'm tired," he admitted with a deep sigh. She giggled again, weakly lifted her hand and petting his hair affectionately. "No, don't…" he moaned breathlessly and she laughed out loud feeling him go hard again. "Twelve, you're killing me…" he complained with another sigh, then rolled them over again. She was soon giggling almost maniacally as she moved over him slowly, leaning in and spreading kisses along his jaw and throat.
"My poor mate," she teased with another giggle, nipping at his chin. "Such a harrowing task," she shook with mirth at his glare. "I jest, my love," she snickered, then moaned resting her head against his collarbone, her movement speeding up as waves of heat rolled through her body.
Gods… He felt so good inside her… her head and her body too, so perfect… his soul tangling with hers, so good…
After a while she fell on top of him with a tired whine, completely spent and sated… at least for a moment.
"Now… just don't move…" he slurred sleepily and she giggled tiredly, looking up at his face. Twelve… so gorgeous… "I said… don't move, Surr," he groused, closing his eyes.
"Raha?"
"Mmm?" she giggled again because he already sounded half asleep. "Surr, I swear…"
She choked down another giggle, because he was just so silly…
"Raha, it's okay if I pass Than the list while you're asleep?" she finally managed without laughing. Then she almost snorted when he opened his cyan eye slightly to send her a glare. "Just need to know what you need, from your place and all."
"Huh?" he frowned slightly, opening both of his eyes to peer at her with confusion. "What do you mean?"
"This," she lifted on her elbows, smirking and motioning between them meaningfully. "It's going to take a… while to settle. In the meantime, if we're to leave in a week, either Thancred or Alphinaud will have to settle… things with Students for you. And we will get to grabbing all of your things eventually, but thought maybe there's something you would like to get earlier?"
Suddenly he blushed furiously, his eyes growing huge.
"Wait… so they… know… that...?" he stammered finally with mortified expression.
She couldn't help it; she snorted a laugh, earning another glare. So silly…
"That we're here, mating like crazy…?" she suggested helpfully, her lips trembling as she tried so hard to keep innocent look. "But, of course, my Raha."
"Gods…" he groaned, surely feeling her glee anyway, and covered his flaming face with his hand.
Surr snorted again, then petted his chest in comfort.
"So, anything you need, my love?" she went back to her question.
"My notes," he finally sighed with resignation, still covering his eyes. "Change of clothes would be nice too… for when we… are able to leave," his blush went even darker. "Other then that, rest can wait."
"Wonderful," she moved up slightly, brushing her lips over his, then nipped gently on his lower lip, because it looked so… delicious…
"Seriously?" he deap-panned, peering at her through his fingers. "Told you not to move…" he growled, then sighed helplessly, moving his hand away from his face and into her hair. "You'll be the end of me…" he rolled them over again, entering her smoothly with a quiet moan when she coiled her legs around his waist, purring and nibbling at his throat. "And okay, but don't let him touch you," he growled softly against her shoulder, then licked his mark, sending shudders down her spine and making her whimper with need as he set quick, punishing rhythm; his fingers digging in her hip as he pulled her hard against his thrusts.
"You're mine… mine… mine…" he accented each word with hard thrust into her, sending her over the edge when he bit her, shock of it making her arch with a breathless scream. "Mine…" he gasped, stilling and shuddering violently. "My mate," he sighed tiredly, nuzzling at her throat affectionately. Then he rolled off her with a quiet whine. "Now… let me sleep," he pouted and she squealed at the sight with delight, crawling on top of him again and resting against him with content purr.
"I love you so much, Raha," she whispered softly, tilting her head to kiss his skin gently.
"Mmm…" he hummed sleepily. "Love you too…" he slurred slowly, then sighed with content and drifted off.
Surr grinned, feeling so happy she could barely breath. Then, though she was no less exhausted, she lifted off him carefully, setting off to make the list with last quick kiss on his pretty lips.
She could already imagine how much Thancred is going to tease her… Not that she minded, she thought with a quiet giggle. After all, it was a low price to pay for being fully soul-bonded.
