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The Last Rider

Chapter - 08 - Sun & Moon

Play Music - Falling Fast – Avril Lavigne

It had been almost a day since the battle ended and the cleanup of the dead, wounded and bodies of the Urgal and Kull would take days if not weeks to finish. Leaving quite an awhile before the Varden and the dwarves will they recover from loses during the battle.

Both Eragon and Saphira had serious wounds but thanks to Angela and several of the dwarven healers they would make a full recovery if not at least a few scars.

Arya wounds were treated begrudgingly seeing as she refused to leave Koinzell bedside as she treated and healed his injuries and grave wounds. The dwarves had offer her their help in healing his wounds however Arya turned down their aid saying it was her responsibility seeing as Koinzell saved her.

Arya and the dwarves wanted to remove Koinzell mask however a warning from Hrother stopped them saying how Koinzell wears it for a reason and they had not the right to remove it just to check for an injury they knew he didn't have.

Thus the dwarves and Hrother left Koinzell in Arya capable care and she stayed vigilant over Koinzell and watching him rest. It was a few hours after the dwarves left did Arya realize that it was night again as the moonlight began to shine into the room and onto Koinzell.

As Arya saw it she was about to get up and close the window so he wouldn't catch a cold too. When suddenly Koinzell body seem to glow white like he was absorbing the moonlight and his paler skin returned to normal light tone and his wounds began healing rapidly, and his breathing return to normal.

After about fifteen minutes the light which was now a light white aura around Koinzell began dissipating from around him, leaving him fully healed a few moments later Koinzell opened his crimson eyes and briefly look around before setting on Arya.

"I told you to watch your back… I can't always be around to save you she-elf…" With a sigh Koinzell sits up slowly causing the cover to fall off him revealing his chest and the large 'X' shaped scar in the center of it and varies others all over his back, arms as the binding began coming off.

Though Arya didn't really see the old wounds, as she simply stares at Koinzell as he turns and move about, just stares into his deep crimson eyes.

It was only then did Arya comprehend how worried she was, and without even consciously understanding it she was already moving to wrap her arms around his neck and pulling his face mask down as her hands caress his face and kissing Koinzell without any reservations.

Arya couldn't fathom what she was doing once she was kissing Koinzell and as Koinzell deepened the kiss Arya let out a gasp moaning into it, did she come to the simple conclusion that she may just be falling for him.

Play Music - Sun & Moon – Two Steps From Hell - SkyWorld

It was raining heavily outside with the sound of thunder and lightning leaving the Varden and the dwarves the time to account for the injured in addition to healing their wounds and mourn those that have fallen as the full weight of the battle was setting in.

However in one lone room lightning and magic of a different sort was going on between two people as they tried to get as close to each other as physically as they possible two people could.

As Arya deepened the kiss putting all her repressed emotions into it, Koinzell felt almost overwhelmed with the raw emotions that he was feeling from Arya.

Neither noticed the flash of light or heard the boom of thunder as the storm outside began, already too lost in the sea of emotions, of pain, loneliness, sorrow, lost, desire, and an emotion either thought they would ever fell or allow themselves to feel.

Arya hands weren't idle during their kiss, as her fingers move through Koinzell silver white silk like hair with abandonment not being able or desiring to stop anytime soon.

Arya notice how soft it was, almost like fur but also smooth like the finest silk. As her hands exploration on their downwards descend Arya felt something she missed in her rush to remove his facemask.

Koinzell ears weren't normal size human ears but shaped more akin to elves pointed and elongated. Now understanding dawn on her why he worn the lower half facemask, his looks were very similar to an elf.

Arya didn't know if Koinzell was an elf or one of the very rare half elves, however at that moment didn't really care as her hands continued their journey down over his ears and through his hair once more as stars and light danced in her eyes as their long first kiss finally came to an end when both ever so slowly came up for air.

Koinzell hadn't been kissed like that in a long time, the last three people who did long since passed into the next life long ago.

Both Koinzell and Arya were breathing heavily and their eyes were clouded over with want and desire but Koinzell was use to suppressing his desires didn't want to push Arya farther than she was ready to go.

Elves lived long lives and choose their partners carefully, knowing that rarely do elves select another after their partner dies and even then it mostly physical with very little emotion as they usually tend to bond for life.

And after the flood of emotion and spark just now didn't know if Arya wanted something more or just a physical release as both of them had very dissimilar goals and knew very little about the other.

However Arya didn't share Koinzell hesitation nor did she give him time to back away as her barriers were all down and could no more than see Koinzell, only think about him, and for the first time in her life didn't care about the what if or the future only the now and to reignite the feeling that only Koinzell seem to give her or make her feel.

Arya wasted no time kissing Koinzell for a second time, which was like magic that push Koinzell restrains far away and long forgotten. Wanting to feel more Arya pushes herself flush against Koinzell bring her full weight onto him.

With their legs next to the bed they fell back in a tangle of limbs, arms wrap tightly around each other kissing, groping with passion. Koinzell let out a groan from both the kiss and Arya roaming hands along with her falling in top of him.

Arya briefly breaks the kiss with a loud moan at the fell of her body against his staring down at him with a lustful gaze before a small smirk seeing as much as feeling their positions with her on top.

If Arya mother could see her now she would be solely disappointed in her, for her rash judgment but she didn't care nor gave it a second thought she just wanted to do something in her life for herself for once.

Arya then realized how uncomfortable she was feeling in her cloths along with how hot she felt, with a growing fire building inside her to just rip them all off.

However before Arya could proceed with that line of thought Koinzell began sitting up with Arya shifting to her knees sitting on his waist with Koinzell pulling Arya back into a very welcome kiss and his around her, hands flowing through her jet back silky hair and roaming freely over her back.

After fifteen minutes of deep kissing and heavy groping Arya blouse and slacks were long gone leaving her in simple black bra and underwear.

During the tongue war Koinzell had reversed their positions with him on top, breaking another kiss Koinzell pulls back and stare down at Arya with her wavy jet black hair everywhere, flush face and heavy breathing.

She was a stunningly beautiful woman that was truly a site to be hold and he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her for a second.

Koinzell didn't get another moments rest seeing as Arya new favorite pass time seem to be kissing as he would barely catch his breath before Arya hungry lips came back for more in a never ending cycle.

Arya knew that, that had been the moment when she could've, should've pulled back before they went any further but the fire in her lower region was raging inferno and there was only one way to quell it and a deep hunger was growing with only one person she need no wanted to quench it.

As they kissed Arya felt as Koinzell hands roam down her shoulders lowering further still to the straps of her bra removing and discarding with the rest of her clothes. As her hands lowering his shorts and pulling down Arya panties before kicking them both off.

Without her undergarments Koinzell could fully see Arya in all her splendor. With her silky smooth alabaster skin, prickly c-cup breasts, firm and tone body showing years of hard work, as well as that she was a warrior and not some sheltered woman need be protected.

Arya too was openly staring at Koinzell marveling at his ripped and tone chest that belittle his physical strength, or his long free flowing silver hair no longer in his customary twin braided style seeing how see spent so long running her fingers through it.

Add last but not least his scar body that spoke of tremendous pain he went through and the battle Koinzell must have been through and seen.

Bring her own arm underneath his and up his back, pulling him down and back to her into a tender kiss, this one not of lust nor desire but of love and compassion as if Arya was trying to take away all of Koinzell pain and express her own feelings to him.

Koinzell felt the pure want and tenderness in the kiss and his troubles and past just seem to melt away in the sweet love filled kiss.

Arya however had reach her limit and with a quick flip and roll she was on top saddling Koinzell waist with her sacred passage over his enlarged scepter as Arya slowly lowered herself on him.

A flash of pain shot through her as Koinzell reach uncharted waters inside of her as sparks of light and jolts of pleasure as Koinzell sat up slowly pulling Arya into another tender kiss while one hand roam her back smoothing the pain and the other through her hair.

Arya realized she was really starting to like kissing, it seem to be like a drug that she couldn't help but ask for more.

Arya started plunging herself slowly on to him at first, before gradually built up a rhythm that was steadily getting faster.

When Koinzell started thrusting up as Arya went down it was like lightning shooting through her, as burst of pleasure and feeling of Koinzell body was the only thing on Arya mind as they began a dance that neither wanted to end anytime soon.

The touch of his hand was like fire on her exceedingly sensitive skin as his soft yet rough lips kissing her on the lips, neck, and breast sent bolts of bliss through her. As his touch was driving her crazy with want as Koinzell hands roam her body never letting her get a moments rest without sending jolts of fiery pleasure all over her body.

Koinzell himself was lost in the inferno of heat that was Arya, having forgotten what it feels like to make love rather than just mindless sex. Every press of his lips caused her to let out sweet hot and deep musky moan that only drove him to work harder to hear it again.

Every touch on her alabaster skin left her moaning louder, kissing him harder, and bringing him deeper into her tightening embrace screaming for more.

Koinzell can't remember ever feeling so wanted or needed before, nor the sheer desire and emotion that Arya was releasing.

While the first three women of his life though he'd been with plenty since them and all had want and desire between them it was more about his need to be accepted and their need for him with his kind and gentle soul that they needed each other just to lessen each other burdens for the few moments as they join together their bodies as one.

While they cared for him deeply and he them, they didn't truly love or need him just that there wasn't anyone else they wanted to be with or could be with.

With Arya it was different there was no barriers or wall just mutual want for the other without rhyme or reason, they just knew that neither wanted this moment to even end and last for as long as it could.

Neither of them was thinking about tomorrow or the future or what their actions could cause for others or even themselves as both just sought fulfillment with each other in that moment heavenly instant in time together.

Though all good things must come to an end for both Arya and Koinzell as they both sought out each other and were speeding faster and closer to that one blissful moment they both wanted for so long.

The fire inside Arya was overwhelming, she never thought anything could feel so good or right before, and the pleasure with each of his thrust into her felt like a hold iron impaling her, that she barely registered him flipping her onto her back and continued plowing into her as her legs wrap around his waist in a near death grip never wanting to let go.

Koinzell felt like he was drowning in the middle of a desert, he had a thirst that only kisses Arya seem to quench, but every kiss just made him thirstier and with each touch of her lips he felt as if he was falling deeper into her.

Koinzell didn't realize that he was on top of Arya and that he had flip them around till he felt her tone legs wrap around his waist and was trying to dive deeper into her sacred tunnel.

Each thrust drove Arya closer, ever push brought him nearer, as Arya snaked their ways around him joining her legs in her death grip on him going under his arms and up his sweating firm muscle back pulling him down into another scorching kiss.

As Koinzell felt her arms pull him down so their chest were flush up against each other, his right hand went down and behind her to grab hold of Arya firm rear allowing him to thrust deeper as his left went to rest in her hair at the back of her head pulling them closer.

As Koinzell leaned forward Arya was quick to take advantage pulling him into another searing kiss at the same time hitting just the right spot inside her that sent Arya over the edge.

Arya entire body went rigid before convictions ran through her as Arya reach her climax causing her to tighten her grip on Koinzell to increase inside and out. Koinzell felt Arya climaxing as she loudly moaned, screamed into his mouth as they kiss and her eyes roll back into her head followed by her tightening all around him.

Arya tight hold was like a merciless which plunged him further inside her before griping him like a vice, bring Koinzell to a mind blowing release into the deepest part inside of Arya.

Arya climax was just reaching its end when she could feel what felt like molten lave pour deep into her womb filling her and bring her to her second climax instantly.

Play Music – Hold Me – Two Steps From Hell – Dreams & Imaginations

Both Arya and Koinzell continued to kiss unrelenting throughout their climaxes for several minutes after they passed till Koinzell leaned back breaking the heated kiss receiving a deep moan in protest from Arya.

As Koinzell move back to unsheathe his sword from Arya sheath, Arya herself had other ideas and was quick to initiate one of them. With her arms and legs still lock around him Koinzell realize too late what she was going to do as she rolled them over so she was once again on top and gave Koinzell a hard thrust and shove down with her arms and thrust of her hips.

Hearing his deep groan and feeling him hardening inside her once more brought a large cat like grin to her face before she began moving her hips in a slow circle motion. Koinzell hand crawled up Arya legs before resting on her hips and giving a good squeeze when she would thrust or moved just right.

Arya was high on the feeling of Koinzell letting her have control, the feeling as his hands roam up her legs and rest on her hips, before feeling up her stomach and began griping and molding her breasts.

As Arya circle motion and thrusting increase in tempo and she knew without a doubt her third climax was fast approaching and by Koinzell quickening thrust up into her so was his.

Arya easily found the motions that work best to keep Koinzell lips with easy access, as Koinzell thrust up he could feel Arya tightening around him as she reach her peek which triggered his own deep into her once more as Arya was quick to latch her lips on his almost desperately smash into him moaning deeply and kissing him with her tongue exploring his mouth.

As they both look into each other eyes both knowing that the night was far from over and just beginning.