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Kiran did not know just how she came to be in a smithy with an apprentice's hand up her skirts.

But what she did know was that she liked it, and liked the man.

He had hair as dark as her own, and eyes like the skies on a clear day. The feelings he was giving her were something she liked, and Kiran rocked against his hand; trying to get his fingers deeper.

She moaned as he flicked one of her nipples with easy practise, and her toes curled at the pleasure that rolled through her body.

She'd told him that she still had her maidenhead, and wanted to keep it. He'd just shrugged, and with a sly grin said that they could finish each other off in different ways.

Mayhaps if he'd known he'd been talking like that with a princess, he'd not have even suggested it.

But she was glad, she was. Oh so glad that he'd offered, because as she watched him work at the forge for past couple of days, she'd get a fluttering in her belly and her cheeks would flush.

Ria just laughed at her reaction softly and ushered her away, back to the inn.

Only now did she understand what her body was doing.

"Ah, Yoric." Kiran clutched at the smith's strong shoulders as she whimpered and bucked against his teasing fingers. Yoric brought his lips to hers and she felt the stubble of his chin tickle her face. "Just how old are you, little lady?" He asked, and thrust his fingers inside her roughly.

Kiran gasped at the wonderful feeling. "Three and ten, sir." she breathed, and her hips jerked to follow his hand. His thumb brushed over her bundle of nerves and Kiran cried out breathlessly.

"So young, and so beautiful…" he murmured before his lips closed over the swell of her budding breast. He suckled like a babe, and the pleasure made her card her fingers through his ink hair and hold him there.

His fingers were coming faster in and out of her now, her hips franticly pumping along with him.

"Here we go sweetling, here we go.." he whispered against her nipple, and Kiran shuddered at the feeling of his breath of her skin. Yoric strokes became slower, but deeper and Kiran whimpered, bucking up to get him further inside of her.

She could feel something in her belly building up, and she whimpered again. "Please, Yoric…" she begged, though if she was honest with herself, she did not know what for she was asking.

Yoric kissed her deeply; his tongue running over her lips, and Kiran opened them. He had one hand fucking her, and the other one passing over her teats relentlessly as his tongue explored her mouth.

His rough fingers went from stroking slowly, to pumping her fast so quickly that Kiran gave a shout of surprise.

"Sorry, love, but I want mine soon." He murmured against her.

He found a spot that had her gasping every time his fingers entered her, and Kiran loved it. "Yoric… ah… Yoric… !"

She felt her insides tighten around his fingers, and still she bucked against them, and her lover let her, until she closed her eyes to gather herself.

Yoric started to unlace his breaches.

And that was the first time she'd ever pleasured a man, or been pleasured by one.

This was just... I do not know how in the world I came up with this ^...
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