Alyssae's loaded feelings disappeared as snow in the sun when she tasted his lips. A deep feeling of happiness came over her when their tongues discovered each other tenderly. Without taking his mouth off hers, Thorin pushed the coat off her shoulders. He put his hands on her shoulders and moved them slowly downward, fondling with his thumbs over her knuckles.
For a long time they sat beneath the starry sky, their lips melted and their fingers entwined. When Thorin's mouth left hers to kiss her neck and shoulder, she sighed softly of pleasure. Where his lips touched her skin, something of him seemed to stay behind. Something warm that would never fade, as if he gave himself little by little to her. As if they slowly melted into one being.
"Are you still cold?" he asked.
She had expected to see a playful grin on his face, but he seemed worried.
"Very very cold," she lied. "I think it's time you take out that mail coat of yours."
Thorin looked hesitating at her, so she started to laugh and pulled out her dress herself, lowering it down on Thorin's thick coat.
Tinkling sounded when Thorin dropped his upper gear on the ground. He blushed when she saw she only wore her underwear, by which he started to untie his shoes and lowered his pants. Alyssae took his hand and pulled him close.
"You aren't nervous, are you, my prince?" she chuckled.
Thorin didn't answer and Alyssae regretted her words when she noticed how uncomfortable he felt.
"Sorry." She threw her arms around him. "I am nervous too."
Alyssae felt his hands tremble when he untied the knot on her back. Her brassiere slid down. His rough hands moved to her bare back while their lips found each other again.
They laid down on the ground and she played with his hair when he brought his face to her breasts again, letting his lips cover her skin. His tongue played with her nipple and the muscles in her midriff tensed, but he soon continued his expedition and went down to her belly, although he stopped at the edge of her slip and moved on at her groins. Her legs tingled where his hands moved, followed by his lips.
"You are so soft - and smooth," he noticed.
Alyssae chuckled. "Elves only have hair on their heads."
"Well, let me indulge you know," she whispered when she had the feeling that every fiber was burning by Thorin's touches. She pushed him softly with his back on the ground, that was covered by his coat. She climbed over him and put a knee on both sides of him, bowing forward to kiss his collarbones. His breath sped up while she followed his swollen abs with her lips.
Then she bowed toward him again. "You want to go further or not?" She touched his cheek when panic reflected in his eyes. "Where are you afraid of, my dear?"
He turned away his head ashamed, but Alyssae put her hand to his cheek and forced him to look at her.
"I'm just afraid you will be disappointed."
"Thorin, you are so wonderful that every kiss makes me feel like I'm wandering in the Undying Lands. I still can't believe you feel something for me, an elf, but I can do nothing but be grateful. This isn't just for once, right? If things go differently than we expected, we just have a reason to do it once more."
He took a deep breath, then nodded and put out his last clothes. Alyssae did the same and smiled. "See, there's nothing to be ashamed of."
Alyssae hadn't thought about a clever posture, since she was much taller than he. She went back to how she had sit before and paid attention to his lips. Thorin's hands glided over her back and his breathing became heavier when Alyssae's fingers moved to the only body part she hadn't touched before.
He bit softly in her lip and Alyssae noticed he felt a little freer now she had taken the first step. With his right hand he stroked her thigh and a pushing feeling burdened her mid riff when he moved close to the part that was usually hidden. Slowly he moved his hand and when his fingertips fell down in the warmth between her legs, she kissed him passionately. Her grasp around his swollen limb became tighter while he moved his finger slowly back and forth.
"Your hands seem magical," she whispered, staring in his eyes.
"Your lips."
She felt an almost painful, pounding feeling inside that could be eased in only one way. Thorin's hand now stroked her backside and she lowered herself a little, while she brought him inside her slowly.
He laid back on the ground again, his hands didn't move away from her breasts.
Now they were melted, Alyssae just knew what to do. Her pelvis tilted automatically, while her hands rested upon his chest, sensing his beating heart.
They didn't make love for a long time when Thorin became restless, trying to kiss her back a little jerky. An almost inaudible groan left his lips and he opened his eyes for a moment to look right in to her eyes.
"Sorry," he gasped.
Alyssae was a little surprised when he slipped out of her.
"You are just too - too ..."
He silenced and closed his eyes. Alyssae smiled and laid next to him, nestling herself against his shoulder. "It doesn't matter. As far as I know all men are done quickly their first time. As long as you liked it."
He didn't answer, but the expression on his face spoke for itself.
After a time he turned on his side, kissing her under her ear. His hand glided between her legs to tease her. He quickly discovered which spot was most sensitive and when Alyssae also experienced an explosion of warm feelings that almost made her legs insensate, she laid her head on his chest. With closed eyes and a pleased smile she waited until her heart beat calmed down.