Aela couldn't believe the way time seemed to stop when their lips met. She couldn't believe she had her hands around the woman she loved the most. Pressing Kyra against the small table just inside her bedroom doors they kiss softly, hesitantly.
Aela takes Kyra's hips in her hands and lifts her onto the table, a bowl of fruit clattering to the floor as their tongues meet. The lute from the Bannered Mare drifts across the quiet city street and in through Aela's open window, soft gentle notes floating lazily on the wind.
She couldn't believe the same soft, sweet taste of Kyra's lips, and the memories her scent conjured up within her mind. Love, and beauty, nights of passion, of soft touches and longing looks. Kyra's legs circle around Aela's waist as she gives into her, their tongues rolling over one another's.
"It's so good to have you back." Aela lifts Kyra, her hands gripping her ass as she turns and carries her over to the bed laying her back.
Kyra's silky dark hair fans out around her head like a halo on the pristine white sheet as Aela gazes down at her then climbs on top of her for another kiss, one of Kyra's legs still hooked around her waist.
Kyra whimpers softly as Aela's lips find her neck and then her ear, staring up at her ceiling as her eyes roll back then close. Aela's hand sliding down Kyra's firm abdomen.
"Aela I-" Aela puts her finger to Kyra's lips then presses her lips to Kyra's around her finger.
"Don't." Their tongues meet briefly before Aela sits up on Kyra's lap, pulling the knot out of a leather string and shaking loose her mane of fiery red hair.
Aela slowly grinds herself on Kyra's thigh her hips moving back and forth as she gazes down at Kyra, undoing the ties on the front of her shirt pulling it over her head. She leans down pressing her breasts to Kyra's as they kiss, Aela's lips drifting under Kyra's jaw and down her throat, sinking her teeth in.
She pushes up Kyra's shirt a little exposing her toned stomach and presses her lips to it, then a little higher, making a trail of kisses up until she slides her shirt over her breasts and kisses her sternum between them. Aela pulls Kyra up and slides the shirt over her head tossing it onto the floor as she runs her hand down Kyra's breasts.
Looking at the red and jagged scar that almost spans the distance from Kyra's breast to her shoulder, Aela brushes her bangs behind one ear.
"This is new." She leans down and kisses it softly, her hair cascading off her shoulder and sweeping Kyra's skin. Kyra pulls Aela back to her lips, their tongues meeting before Aela looks down into Kyra's smoldering blue eyes.
"A souvenir."
Aela slides down Kyra's body taking her erect nipple between her lips and teeth, sucking. Kyra's spine arches as she slides her fingers through Aela's hair, goosebumps beginning to form on her warm skin.
Aela's fingers find their way down to the waist of Kyra's pants and under her belt. Sliding along her soft skin until her fingers curl over Kyra's mound, the tip of her finger circling her clit making Kyra gasp. She grips Aela's hair between her fingers as Kyra's lips make their way up Aela's neck to her earlobe, her tongue circling it sliding her teeth over it and biting as Aela's fingers slip inside her.
The soft gasp that emanates from Kyra's parted lips encourages her, Aela adding a second finger working her way into Kyra's warm wet center almost to her knuckles. Their eyes meet as Aela looks down at the beautiful woman, her love, the one that got away. Aela slides her wet fingers out and slowly slides them between her lips.
"You taste as sweet as I remember." She leans down and kisses Kyra undoing Kyra's belt she pushes her pants down her long legs and off her ankles. Aela holds Kyra's sides her fingers curling around her midsection as she kisses down to Kyra's belly button, looking up at the Dragonborn as she moves between her legs.
Kyra's lower back arches and she gasps when Aela's nimble tongue finds its way to her slit, sliding between the wet folds and circling her clit.
"Gods Aela-" The words barely manage to escape her mouth as Aela slips Kyra's clit between her lips her long middle finger sliding inside of her. Aela's other hand holds Kyra's thighs apart as she makes a soft sound of delight into Kyra's mound like someone biting into their first meal in days.
Aela removes her finger and slides her flat tongue up Kyra's slit and down again before spreading Kyra's wet lips with two finger and pushing her tongue inside of her. The response Aela received was exactly what she wanted, Kyra's entire body arches and her hips buck as she moans out at the penetration her hands coming to rest on Aela's headboard above her head as she cries out in pleasure to the ceiling.
"Baby, gods Aela I-." Kyra's lips refuse to form sentences as one of her hands comes down her body her fingers slipping through Aela's silky locks, gripping them between her fingers pulling her closer. Aela was spurred on by the single word of endearment, baby, she had wanted to hear it from those lips for so very long.
Aela slides her fingers back inside of her as she moves up her body, Kyra helping to pull Aela's lips to her. Their lips meet in earnest soft whimpers coming from between their tongues. Aela looks into those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes that haunt her dreams as she slowly pushes her fingers in and out of Kyra loving the soft gasp and moan each thrust of her long fingers brings.
Their eyes never break their gaze as Kyra's moans begin growing louder, more urgent, each one like music to Aela's ears. Pleasing the Dragonborn had been something Aela missed, making this incredible goddess submit to her with her hands, her lips...her tongue. In these precious few moments here now in her bed, Aela owned her, she had the power over a creature no one could ever tame.
Kyra's hips rose again putting her into Aela's palm resting there so perfectly like a key to a lock as Aela adds a third finger, Kyra's moans and gasps beginning to betray how close she was to complete ecstasy. Aela stares down into Kyra's eyes cupping her chin with her free hand so she couldn't look away, watching Kyra's lips part with each soft gasp each whimper and moan seeing the desire, the urgency, the need in those chilling eyes.
A choking gasp emits from Kyra's lips as Aela feels her muscles clench around her fingers then release as Kyra whimpers and her eyes roll back. Aela leans down kissing her, touching her free hand to her cheek leaving her fingers inside her as she slips her tongue into Kyra's mouth feeling Kyra's entire body relax beneath her.
Aela slides her now drenched fingers from Kyra's wet slit and slides them between her lips sucking them clean before she kisses the Dragonborn.
"I've missed you so much." Aela whispers as Kyra cuddles up into Aela's arms still panting and trembling.
Kyra slept.
For the first time in months she slept the dreamless sleep only awarded to the content and the dead, wrapped tightly in Aela's welcoming arms.