I nervously sat on the plush blanket as she came to rest on my lap, hugging tight with her long toned legs around my shell of a waist. My hand gripped her now wider hip as another trailed up to the back of her neck, feeling the softness of her shoulder length hair. Her own hands clutched my shoulders as I leaned forward to situate my face by the side of her neck, breathing in the rose scented fragrance that rested on her skin. I raised her up a bit to bring her closer and to lift the silky kimono, for a hand to roam the hot flesh of her body. Curiosity started to grow within me.
Her hands traveled up to my heated face, to pull off the navy colored mask while I stared back at her bright emerald gaze. Always looking amazing. She blinked as I leaned forward for my mouth to run across her cheeks, leaving behind tender kisses that I knew she found tantalizing. Her fingertips finally reached my carapace, giving light sensations as her nails scraped across the rough texture when she felt nibbling underneath her ear.
"Leo," she gasped out ever so lovingly. Her cry made me feel a sort of sensation in my body but I only tilted my head as the soft whimper extended, still offering more pecks on her warm skin. Her right palm grasped behind my neck, pushing me closer to her. My hand reached out to pull down the silk material to reveal her rough shoulder, caressing it with a thumb as the other ran up her smooth and soft thigh. My heart then raced, as my adrenaline pumped when I continued to touch her, in a way that I have never done before. I squeaked in surprise when she pushed me backwards, heavily landing on the mattress as she lay on top of me, both of our faces flushed with anticipation.
She glanced down and smirked as her fingertips ran across my plastron, feeling the smooth texture of the shell, causing me to shiver and tilt my head back. My hands only seized her hips, fingertips burying on its velvety flesh. She reached both sides of my neck, lifting my head up as she leaned down to place another peck after her fangs tugged my bottom lip. I moaned quietly as my eyes closed while the kiss deepened, hands travelling up to her shoulder blades, tugging the kimono down to feel the smoothness of her tempting skin. She wiggled her shoulders until the robe fell down her arms as I desperately yanked the material, wanting to feel more of her and desiring to finally become one, with the love of my life, on our wedding night.
After several minutes of kissing I pulled back, both breathing heavily, though still staring deeply into each other's eyes. My right hand reached out to gently caress the side of her face, making her lean against its warmth. I only smiled prior to running a finger along her neck until it reached her bare upper chest, passing the faint scratch marks and the tiny scales that stayed behind, the markings that I always found tempting whenever I saw them displayed on her fair skin. I tenderly smiled, lifting my gaze to softly whisper, "lovely," before placing a kiss on her abrasions and prior to locking our hands.
