6.
~ Once she was in the kitchen, Arthur couldn't stop his hands from roaming around her waist. The way her dress fell over her body. Emphasizing her small waist and her feminine hips. He couldn't keep his hands off.
She was taking the roast out of the oven and trying to prepare it for dinner when the Point Man came to stand beside her. Unable to stop himself.
"Arthur." She said as she felt his strong hands move over her body.
"Lets go back to bed, Beautiful Girl." He whispered huskily in her ear. Ignoring the delicious looking roast in front of them.
"It's... it's time to eat. Aren't you hungry?" She asked feeling her legs grow weak.
"Starved." He growled. His hands moving hungrily over her waist and hips. His chest leaning over her back as his breath was on her ear.
"Then we need to sit down..." She lost her train of thought for a moment as her lover was nuzzling her ear. "And... we need to sit... sit down and... eat dinner." She finished moving away from him at last.
Arthur had become like a child denied a favorite play thing.
"I want to go back to bed." He said angrily.
"We can after we dinner." Ariadne said sharply. "Can you set the table?" She asked softly when Arthur looked mutinous.
The Point Man gave her a hard look as he took two plate and two glass down from her cupboards. He carefully set the table as Ariadne breathed a sigh of relief. It took all her will power to not let him drag her back to the bedroom. Things were happening too quickly. She had not expected their early evening entanglement right off the bat.
'So much for not going through with it.' She thought and blushed hard. The idea she might get pregnant very soon made her fight a smile.
She had agreed to Arthur's conditions because the idea appealed to her. Although she wanted a baby on her own terms, she had grown to like the idea of having Arthur be a traditional father. She couldn't have picked a better one. Arthur was steady and kind. He didn't drink or womanize. She knew he would forever treat her well. She found herself watching him set the table instead of getting the roast ready.
Finally he looked up at her and made her jump back into her work.
"Sorry." She said as she set down their dinner on the table.
"Looks really good." He said gently as he pulled out her chair.
"Thank you." She said trying to regain her lady like composure. The activities from just a few minutes ago, still on her mind.
"I'm sorry about before." he said as she forked over meat, potatoes and carrots. All cooked to perfection. She tried to avoid looking at him. "I didn't plan on that happening."
"I didn't try to stop you." She said trying to focus on her meal.
"Still, it wasn't like me. I'm very sorry." He said as they started eating.
Arthur praised her cooking. Even having seconds before he helped her clean up.
The Point Man was removing his jacket and rolling up his sleeves as she ran a sink full of warm soapy water.
"Dinner was really good. I could get used to eating like this." He said at last.
"Thank you." She said as they washed the few dishes. "I can't have anything messy lately. I think it's the hormones." She laughed at herself as she washed and he dried. A simple domestic chore that seemed so nice when they did it together.
He laughed softly.
"Maybe your nesting." He chuckled as he carefully put her two plates back in the cabinets.
He stood with his hands in his pockets as he watched her do a wipe down of the cabinets. It seemed to him she was stalling.
"Let's go to bed." He said at last. She froze in place and looked worried. The Point Man moved to her and clasped her delicate hand in his.
"Let's go to bed." He said again pulling her back to her bedroom. His breath on her skin again as she couldn't seem to make her feet move. Without permission or even effort, the Point Man lifted the Architect up in his arms.
Ariadne felt the sudden change in altitude and it made her head swim. Arthur's body was deceptively strong. She tried to beat back the rush of happy endorphins that seemed to flow through her as he was carrying her to her bedroom.
"I'll be better this time. I promise." Arthur was saying as he laid her down on her blue and white bed spread. His kisses on her lips leaving her hungry for more.
'Better?' Ariadne thought. The ravenous, manic style of their first coupling still making her cheeks blush. She had never wanted him to stop. A fear that she she might die if he stopped. She had never experienced sexual urges like what he had unleashed in her.
Even now, her breathing was hard and coming fast as she watched the Point Man carefully remove his clothing. Unsure about her own role in this, she nimbly rolled off the bed and pulled back her blue and white bed cover. Embarrassingly ridding herself of her skirt and top. Suddenly shy for Arthur to see her.
"Um, can you... turn around?" She feeling his eyes on her. Realizing she was in little more then her underthings. Arthur was smiling. His own clothing taking much longer for him to remove. He was still in his pant and under shirt.
"Not a chance, Beautiful Girl." He said with a devilish smile. Ariadne threw him an annoyed look before crawling between the clean sheets of her bed and covering herself.
Arthur was laughing at her as he removed the last of his clothing. Arriving to her totally naked. She diverted her eyes away from his obvious maleness.
"Shy are we?" He teased as he crawled into bed with her. Her skin feeling like it was burning hot from embarrassment. The Point Man curling next to her. His member touching her unclothed leg as his hands were immediately on her. Wanting to pull free her bra and panties.
"We forget we did this before?" He whispered in her ear.
She didn't register what he was saying because too quickly, he had pulled free her bra. Her tender, swollen breasts hitting the cool air and hot skin of her lover.
"Very nice." Arthur said as his large hand easily cupped one.
"Be careful." She said in a half whisper. Arthur looked up at her. His eyes lustful but still that same caring man she had always known and trusted.
She swallowed hard.
"The hormones, have made them sensitive." She said as her hands tentatively ran over his bare chest and back. His own hands were strong and callused in the way of all men. Making the delicate areas around her nipples excited.
"Good to know." Arthur said before his lips were on her breasts. Sucking her nipples so hard she had to scream.
He had to hold her hands down as she tried to claw at him. Her small body trying to escape this blissful torture. His suckling was hard and unforgiving as her tender breasts burst into life and her hips bucked savagely under him. Her body like a wild animal she couldn't control.
Her poor mind couldn't decide if she loved or hated what he was doing. The sucking painful, but the pain sent a sharp wave of pleasure through her body. An undeniable pool of wetness stirring between her legs.
"Arthur, no!" She gasped as her lover sucked harder on her breasts. Her hands restrained to her side easily as his mouth tormented her.
"Are you going to nurse our baby?" He growled when he finally let her nipple go from his mouth. Her abused bud had formed into a hard point from his tormenting it.
"Yes." She croaked wearily as she tried to control her breathing. Tried to stem the rush of heat he had forced her to feel.
"You better." He said as his mouth was on her other breast. He ignored her feeble cries of protest as his sucking and pulling could in no way be called gentle.
"Arthur!" She panted his name as she feebly fought against him restraining her arms. "Let me go!" She suddenly screamed as the pleasure became too much.
Like a light had been switched, his hands and mouth were off her. His graceful body snapping up in shock. He was breathing hard as Ariadne moved away from him. Her arms to her breasts.
"I'm sorry." he panted as she tried to cover herself with her bedding. The soft fabric still too harsh on her sensitive nipples. "I'm sorry." He said again as he tried to move back to her. Trying to pull her closer to him again.
Ariadne's arm flew up and pushed the Point Man away.
"Stay away from me." She cried softly. Tears springing in her eyes.