Okay, here it is, the sexy encounter between them. This is also the final chapter in this long short story. The previous chapter was a slight meandering down a rabbit trail to enable these two to have a happy ending in this short but sweet story. Happy reading and please enjoy!
"Always?" Kirishima questioned her, following her into his bed chamber. "That's an awfully bold statement."
Nerissa cried out when he seized her hand, spinning her around as if they were on a dance floor before pulling her up close to his body. Her chest flattened against his hard abdomen. The scales comprising the fitted top of her dress fell away from her breasts and torso, dissolving into droplets of water that hissed and evaporated into tiny puffs of steam from the heat of the fire dragon's body vaporizing them.
"You've always been one to make bold statements," he said, his eyes capturing hers with his mesmerizing gaze.
"Here's another one," she warned him, linking her hands behind his neck as she stared up at him. "I love you."
She had confessed her love for him to Prince Bakugou so it was time to declare her feelings to him in no uncertain terms.
"You love me," he stated as if in a daze, his widened eyes fuzzy with intense, tender emotions.
"Is it really that surprising?" she chuckled self-consciously.
Suddenly apprehension took hold of her, squeezing her chest and her throat, constricting her breathing. Had she misinterpreted something in their conversation? In the last few months of covert flirting, hidden in plain sight to keep their masters of suspecting anything, perhaps she had assumed too much.
"I'm not surprised. It's just..." He paused, unsure of the correct words to say. "It's just so amazing to hear out loud because I loved you in secret for so long."
"Oh," she sighed, her heart swelling with the encompassing love she held for him.
"I love you too." He slid his fingers through her hair, smiling down at her.
Nerissa enclosed his neck more securely when he bent down to kiss her. The remainder of her enchanted clothing transformed into water to be burned away by the heat of the man kissing her. Her body was lifted and carried to the bed. She sank into the soft as a cloud mattress.
Kirishima stood beside the bed, staring at her as he allowed his own magically conjured clothing to drop off into nothingness. His leathery red wings withdrew behind his back. The long pointed horns that twisted near the ends slowly shrank and disappeared into his hair.
"You don't have to do that," she said, sitting up to touch his flat, washboard belly. The muscles quivered under her fingers. "Leave the rest. You're a dragon. My dragon."
"I am," he agreed, placing his hand over hers that slid up his abdomen to his chest. "And you're mine, water nymph."
Nerissa placed a kiss on his abdomen above his belly button. She placed another on his hip bone, dropping subsequent pecks along the line of muscle outlining his hip. Her palm glided across his chest, her fingertips grazing his nipple which immediately hardened to a stiff point from her gentle touch. There was a rumble from deep in his chest, a moan withheld, that vibrated his body under her mouth and hand.
"Please," he whispered, his tail wrapping around her wrist to pull her hand away.
"Aw, that's not fair," she whined teasingly.
"No, it's not," he returned, pushing her back with a light hand on her shoulder.
Nerissa smiled at him as he climbed onto the bed, getting on all fours to hover over her. Her hands roamed over his body, delighting in the contrast of silky smooth skin, hard lines, and unyielding muscle. Her eyelashes floated down to her cheek in preparation for his kiss which was always welcome, always tender. A sigh of contented bliss passed through her parted lips when his mouth slid from hers to brush over chin then plant a sweet kiss to her neck. His soft lips touched the hollow of her neck, her collar bone, the swell of her breast.
"Eijirou," she whispered, her fingers finding their way into his hair.
Although his hair appeared rigid and spiky, it felt downy soft like a feather on her fingers. The hair on the top of his head tickled her chin as he moved lower to take her nipple into his mouth. Her mouth dropped open, emitting a muted cry of pleasure mixed with pain when his sharp teeth nicked the sensitive protuberance of hardened flesh. Immediately he licked over it in apology, sucking lightly to elicit more pleasure that unfurled in long ribbons of pure sensation to her toes and through her fingertips.
Nerissa writhed under him, a heated heaviness growing in her pelvis as the blood rushed and pooled there in anticipation. Her hands wandered across his shoulders, down his arms and back up, luxuriating in every muscle before he continued his exploration of her body moving further downward. The increasing distance prevented her from being able to touch more than the tops of his shoulders.
His warm hands roved over her outer thighs as his lips pressed kiss after kiss to her belly. Intense warmth played along her inner thighs from the tendrils of his breath blowing out against her skin between each peck he placed on her inner thighs. She moaned plaintively from the yearning smoldering inside of her.
Biting her lower lip to hold back a loud exclamation, she arched her back when his finger slipped inside of her to explore the wetness, testing how she would accept him. He slid in another finger, stretching, massaging, bringing her enjoyment and alleviating the pressure of her overwhelming craving for him. But she still wanted him with every fiber of her being.
Nerissa wanted all of him. Everything. His heart and his body, his devotion and his desire. She wanted to possess him and belong to him in return. Forever and always.
She grunted in disappointment when he removed his fingers. He immediately resumed to his sensual exploration of her body with his mouth, tongue, and hands. He left behind a tingling reminder wherever he touched her in his travels back up her torso. His mouth captured hers hungrily, consuming her with an ardent kiss.
"I love you, my darling," he said, his voice hoarse with intense emotion. He positioned himself between her legs, keeping his hips raised until she was ready to take him.
"I love you too, Eijirou," she returned, placing her hands on his hips to pull him into her.
Nerissa spread her legs wider, accepting him with a whimper. Cautiously, he pushed deeper and deeper. The fit was tight, a little uncomfortable, a new experience for her body. His entire body trembled with restraint as he pulled back then sank into her again.
Her eyes examined every expression that flitted across his handsome face. When sliding into her body, his face relaxed, wearing an expression of ecstasy, unadulterated rapture. He emitted a moan that made embers break loose from the pit in her belly and slither through her veins like microscopic bits of fire, setting every nerve ablaze. After reaching the hilt, his pubis ground against hers momentarily to create the most magnificent sensation of carnal indulgence. Upon withdrawing, his face collapsed into a tortured expression akin to pain; eyebrows drawing together, nostrils flaring, his jaw tensing, and his teeth catching his lower lip to hold back a moan that became a muffled whimper in his throat.
"Eijirou, let me hear you," she begged, raising her hips up to him to meet his next thrust.
He opened his mouth, issuing a loud cry of her name. She moaned his in return, her fingers gripping his hips so powerfully her fingernails bit into his skin. A moan, loud and long, almost like a strangled howl ejected from his throat. She pulled him down with her hands to take more of him, to give him more pleasure while increasing her own. The flames of desire burned hotter inside both of them with each movement, slowly devouring them with passion as their bodies moved faster. Burning hotter, raging out of control, and swallowing them until there was nothing left.
When it was over, Eijirou lay down beside her, taking her into his arms. He fitted his body to hers, his front to her back, spooning her, cuddling her. His lips grazed the back of her neck, tickling her, making her squirm as goosebumps raised over her entire body. She giggled, threading her fingers through his to hold his hand that was draped over her bare hip.
"Are you cold?" he asked, rubbing his chin across the bumpy flesh on her shoulder. The fire inside the furnace of his body increased in temperature to warm her.
"How could I be cold? You're a living fireplace," she said, snuggling her body more closely to his. "You tickled me a little, that's all."
"When you said you'd be with me always, did you mean always as in forever or always as in you'll be mine until I see you again?" he questioned her. "Have you decided to stay with me? What about your master? What will Prince Bakugou say?"
Nerissa struggled to turn over while remaining in his embrace so she could face him. She kissed his lips briefly, combing her fingers through his spiked red hair.
"Things are about to change. A lot. But for the better. We can be together, for as long as we live," she said, kissing him when he tried to speak. "I promise you."
"So forever, forever?" he questioned her, pressing his forehead to hers.
"Forever and always, my love."