Isabela tensed up at first but then relaxed and reciprocated. It was strange, because even though Isabela reciprocated she didn't take the lead. Aisha wondered what was going on inside the pirate but didn't have presence to stop and ask. She carefully ran her tongue along Isabela's bottom lip and felt the hairs on her neck when Isabela opened her mouth and allowed her access. Aisha couldn't help but moan at the intimate situation. She reached up and put her arm around Isabela's neck wanting to pull her closer but barely daring too. Isabela was hardly moving at all and the mage got more and more worried that this wasn't something that Isabela wanted at all. She got even more worried when she noticed that the pirate was trembling. She pulled back.
"Isabela?"
Isabela's eyes were closed; Aisha went on instinct and kissed her eyelids, her eyebrows, her nose and her cheeks. Isabela shuddered a little at the touch which made Isabela even more worried. What was wrong with her pirate? Of what she could remember of the last time they had gone to bed together Isabela was very active in bed… not like this. The mage put her legs on either side of Isabela's lap until she was straddling the pirate. Then she reached forward and carefully took the pirate's necklace off. Isabela's breathing was strained but she had still not moved; when Aisha bent down and started kissing the sensitive skin around her neck Isabela sighed and put her hands on Aisha's waist.
"Say something," Aisha tried again.
"What do you want me to say?" Isabela said, her voice was husky and when she opened her eyes to meet Aisha's gaze, her eyes were a darker shade than usual. I could drown in her eyes, Aisha thought to herself.
"Tell me you love me," Aisha said and held her breath.
"What!" Isabela tried to push the girl of but Aisha stayed.
"Tell me you love me," she said again and after that leaned forward and kissed her pirate's collarbone. Then, without waiting for Isabela to answer, she captured her lips and kissed her deeply. Isabela's hands dug deeper, almost painfully into Aisha's waist which made Aisha let go off her lips and yelp in pain.
Isabela smirked and a spark lit in her eyes.
"Don't play if you can't take the game," she purred and before Aisha could react Isabela had flipped her on her back. The pirate then quickly undid the straps on Aisha's tunic and with minimal help from Aisha pulled it off, then she pulled Aisha's boot and trousers off too. Aisha felt a bit self-conscious then, all naked, and put her arms up, feeling slightly exposed. Isabela saw her expression and smiled gently.
"Don't look so scared, sweetness," she cooed, "you look beautiful."
She pulled the straps of her own tunic and then pulled it over her head. Aisha pushed her gently.
"Your boots as well," she said pleadingly. And your underwear too, she added in her head but didn't say. She didn't have to. Soon Isabela was completely naked as well.
Aisha's heart was hammering in her chest and all bravery had disappeared. As active as she had been in the beginning she now found herself nervous and eager, but mostly nervous and she was unsure of what she should do. She didn't need to worry. Isabela knew what to do.
She pulled Aisha up and onto her lap once more, pulled her bandana off and grabbed the girl's hair as she pulled her in for another kiss. Aisha groaned as Isabela's hand went to hold a firm grip on her breast.
"Isabela," she gasped, "I… I need…"
Isabela grinned, loving the fact that she was once more on top. At least figuratively.
"I know what you need," she whispered and let her tongue trace the outline of Aisha's ear, "don't worry so much."
Aisha chuckled at Isabela's smug tone and let herself fall to the side until she was once more lying on the bed, then she pulled the pirate to her. On top of her.
The pirate smiled and closed her eyes as one of her own legs settled between the thighs of the mage. Aisha saw Isabela's smug grin and couldn't help but to mess with her a little bit.
"You know what I need, huh?" She said.
"You know I do, sweet thing."
Aisha kissed her nose and felt a needy throb deep in her core when she felt just how wet Isabela was.
"Do you now," Aisha continued in a teasing tone, "but do you know what you need?" A confused wrinkle formed between the eyes of the pirate but Aisha didn't let her wonder too much about it. Instead she reached down with one of her hands to cup the pirate intimately and in the same time she pushed her thigh up. She smiled from satisfaction when Isabela answered by sighing pleasurably and rocking into her.
"So slippery…" Aisha whispered and marveled at the feeling. She carefully searched for Isabela's opening, wanting to have her fingers completely imbedded.
"Don't," Isabela suddenly said; her voice low.
"Why?" Aisha said, confused but the pirate only shook her head and pulled Aisha's hand up. She kissed the girl's wrist quickly and then held it above the girl's head. Then she let her own hand wandered southward and Aisha hissed when Isabela stroked her carefully.
"Tell me if it hurts," Isabela whispered and when Aisha quietly answered yes, the pirate let her middle finger enter the girl. The pirate knew that Aisha had had many negative experiences concerning sex and didn't want to scare or hurt the girl in any way. She let go of Aisha's hand that she had been holding over her head and hummed happily as Aisha responded by putting both her arms around Isabela's neck and holding her close.
It did hurt a little when Isabela started moving. Aisha was no virgin but sex had always hurt and it had made her very sensitive. It hurt but it also felt so good and Aisha felt herself climbing toward climax quickly. She felt desperate for more of Isabela and bit down on her shoulder and put one of her legs on the pirate's back.
"Isabela," she moaned.
Isabela groaned and started sucking on Aisha's neck. Aisha moaned her name again. Something about it bothered the pirate, she wasn't… Isabela with Aisha. Not right now. No. The pirate felt herself climbing too. She added another finger and moved even faster wanting to have Aisha completely melt in her arms. She felt Aisha running her nails across her back and groaned at the sensation of sweet pain.
"Call me Naishe," the pirate said and looked deep into the mage's eyes.
"Naishe," Aisha whispered, and then she whispered it again and again. Whimpered it, moaned it, yelled it. The mage found herself dangling dangerously close to that precipice, she found herself going a place where word were redundant and she could only feel and before she knew it Isabela had pushed her over the edge. As climax hit her, everything got too much and Aisha found herself lashing out towards the Fade, the mage panicked and retreated causing an overload of power; fire shot out of her fingertips but luckily only struck a chair which was knocked over and set ablaze.
Isabela barely noticed what was happening; she was too caught up in the intense feeling of Aisha shuddering underneath. The pirate had fought against her feelings for the mage, knowing that when Aisha touched her, she touched her. It was more than skin-deep.
Afterwards Isabela removed her hand and Aisha groaned a little bit at the sudden emptiness. She didn't think she would ever not feel Isabela inside her now; and she didn't want to forget, not ever.
"I know I'm good," Isabela said with a sly grin and settled next to Aisha, pulling the blanket to cover their naked forms, "but, sweet thing, I've never had a mage lose control of her powers before."
Aisha giggled softly and traced Isabela's collar bone with her fingers.
"Oh, lots of experience with mages I take it?"
"Loads," Isabela grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles, "hey, this doesn't mean…"
"Don't even try," Aisha interrupted me, "even if you never sleep with me again it doesn't change the fact that you love me."
"Love!" Isabela exclaimed and sat up, annoyed with the girl's stubbornness, "look, I care for you. But love is not for me and I. do. not. love you."
Aisha shrugged her shoulders.
"Okay," she said and sighed pleasurably. Aisha didn't know if it was the fact that she was a mage who had been a tranquil, she was just irrevocably sure that Isabela loved her. She knew it instinctively. It didn't matter if Isabela admitted it or not. Nothing could make it untrue.