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Greetings all, this is Apex85 here with another Cold Steel Lemon featuring Rean and Sara.
Part of the reason I decided to make one for this pairing was out of frustration of the Northern War anime not giving much focus on them despite the personal stakes and tragedies the two were supposed to have gone through from the War. Granted that travesty of an anime didn't do anything good in general and is best left forgotten, but either way, figured I'd make something for this couple atleast.
This is set sometime between the end of Reverie and Kuro(or whatever they'll call it once it's officially localized) so the two have been in a relationship for a while, close to a year or so.
Please enjoy and leave a review. And as usual, NO FLAMES ALLOWED!
Narration: Nice
Spoken words: "Beautiful"
In-universe text: [See you later]
Thoughts and emphasis: It's been far too long
(Heimdallr, Empire of Erebonia, Summer 1208)
A loud banging sound echoed through the apartment as the door was knocked on. The sole occupant let out a groan as she woke up from her slumber as she stood up and went from her bed to march down to the offending door.
The woman was quite beautiful, with long cerise colored hair which was usually worn in a ponytail now let loose. A strong form combining womanly voluptuous curves and fit muscle born of a lifetime of battle that was barely covered, with skin that was fair and unblemished despite the danger of her line of work. Her appearance alone would have charmed many a man, were it not for the annoyed grimace upon her face, her amber eyes narrowed in anger as she held bright purple sword in hand.
"Seriously, let a woman get some rest after a long day dammit." The woman stated as she went towards her target, intent to make her displeasure known to whoever had decided to disturb her slumber.
Gripping the door knob in a death grip, she immediately threw the door open, her mouth open, prepared to scream and rant at whoever dared to interrupt her beauty sleep-
Only to stop, her eyes widening in surprise as she beheld exactly who it was that stood at the entrance.
At the front of the door stood a young man dressed in an unbuttoned white shirt over a white muscle shirt and dark jeans. He head a handsome face, with dark messy hair and fuscia eyes gazing at the woman in amusement despite her state and the weapon in hand, his lips curved in an amused smile.
In the Empire and abroad, he was known as Rean Schwarzer, the Ashen Chevalier.
To Sara Valestein, the tenant of the apartment who had just seconds ago contemplated pointing her sword at the (then)unwanted visitor, he was her former student and current boyfriend.
Lifting the bag he held in his right hand up, Rean gave his former instructor a single question. "So can I come in?"
It took Sara a few seconds as her mind registered the situation. Upon realizing what she was about to do, who was at the door, and what he requested, her face turned a shade that matched her hair before she nodded and made space for him to enter.
"Thanks." Rean replied before stepping into his girlfriend's abode, being quick to remove his shoes as he took a look around the apartment. "Sorry for not calling ahead, wanted it to be a surprise."
"It's fine." Sara shrugged as she shut the door behind her before letting out a yawn.
"Are you still tired?" Rean inquired, his expression shifting to a slightly worried frown.
"Like you wouldn't believe." Sara groaned out as she sat down on the nearby couch. "Every client I had was an asshole, the monsters that were causing problems were more troublesome than expected. Had to pull an all-nighter to finally finish them all out, then the train at night got delayed, and the other passengers in the car were loud as Hell so I barely got any sleep. When I finally did get some sleep, I ended up missing my stop and ended up halfway across the Empire. By the time I got a proper train and got back, I felt like I was gonna keel over and die. Just barely managed to take a shower and plopped down on the bed to sleep."
"And not a single drink in between?" Rean asked, with a slight amount of amusement despite the tiring ordeal his former teacher went through.
Sara gave him a far off look at that, her voice taking a haunted tone as though she were recounting a great tragedy. "My flask got wrecked during the fight and didn't have time to stop for one otherwise I'd have missed the train. Just got back like," She paused to fish out her Xipha and checked the time. "Three hours ago. So yeah, still feeling beat."
"Yeah, thought that might be the case." Rean stated as he sat down on the chair across from her, setting the bag in his hand on the table. "Fie called me when you got back just as she was about to board the train to Ordis. Said you looked like a walking corpse when you got back."
Sara snorted at the reminder of her protege's sharp tongue. "Figures she would say it like that. I look totally fine."
"I'm inclined to agree." Rean stated stated an appreciative tone as he looked at her.
Sara blinked at her former student's tone before looking down at her self, a light blush appearing at her face as she realized what caused Rean's reaction.
As she had been so exhausted when she got back, she didn't have much time to be picky on what she wore and grabbed the first things she saw before going to sleep, and hadn't bothered to change when she got out of bed when she heard the door.
She was clad in a simple yellow tank top which was rather loose. The hem of it ended just above her her navel, and her movements resulted in one of the shoulder straps sagging loose, exposing her bountiful cleavage and making it apparent that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. Along with it, her only other pair of clothing was a pair of green shorts that ended barely halfway passed her thighs, leaving almost the entirety of her long legs on display. It wasn't completely indecent, but it left very little of her figure to the imagination.
Sara did not consider herself a prude, just the opposite in fact, she knew she was good looking and didn't mind showing it off. But realizing she had nearly walked out in a get up that was only slightly less revealing than underwear and being seen in such a state by her boyfriend did leave her feeling somewhat abashed.
"What a woman wears in the privacy of her own place is their own business!" Sara stated as she turned her head away, crossing her arms underneath her chest, thus highlighting even more of her cleavage.
Rean decided not to press the issue. "If you say so." He then gestured to the bag he had placed on the table. " Anyway, I knew you'd probably be exhausted so I brought dinner over. Also bought some Steinrose I saw on sale."
"My hero!" Sara screamed out in relief, her earlier irritation forgotten at the prospect of not having to bother with cooking her own meal. "You truly know how to treat a lady well."
"I try my best." Rean evenly replied. "You can go get dressed, I'll handle dinner." He moved to stand up.
"Sounds alright to me. " The Bracer moved to stand up, she then raised her arms up to stretch, before stopping with a slight wince.
Her action did not go unnoticed by Rean, who immediately went over to her. "Are you alright?"
"Just fine." Sara waved off casually, though inwardly she felt delighted at the obvious concern in her former student's tone. "One of those monsters on a request got a lucky hit on me. Already had it patched up, just a little bit sore."
In spite of her reassurance, Rean did not drop the issue. Circling behind his lover, Rean gently grasped her by the shoulders and shifted her back to the chair. As soon as she was seated, his hands began to massage her shoulders, eliciting a pleased sound from the older woman. "Is that the right spot?"
Deciding not to argue with her lover's course of action, Sara merely gave a hmm of approval. "A little bit lower." As she felt the hands move, she then spoke again. "Harder."
Rean did as instructed. His hands rubbing the older Bracer's shoulders, his fingers digging into her shoulders, seeking out whichever spot she felt sorest to assist her. "Is this better?"
"A lot better." Sara sighed out in appreciation of her lover's massage, leaning back into the seat as she felt the ache soothing away as Rean's dexterous fingers sought out and attacked her sore spots. "Keep doing that."
"Got it." Rean dutifully obeyed, his hands continuing to massage Sara's sore shoulders, being certain to continuously press the spots she needed it most.
"Oh yeeaah..." Sara sighed as her boyfriend continued to massage her. Instinctively, she shifted leaned back towards the couch, taking a deep breath in joy.
This had the effect in making her sizable chest bounce, the sight of it, as well as her cleavage that was exposed by the top drew Rean's eyes towards it.
With a slight blush Rean attempted to avert his eyes, lest any indecent thoughts come to mind.
His reaction did not go unnoticed by Sara, who had opened her eyes to look at that moment, his reaction entertaining her greatly. A smirk appeared on Sara's lips as an idea sprang to mind.
As Rean continued his massage on her shoulders, Sara, immediately jerked in place, making Rean's hand which was on her shoulder go downwards.
The effect was immediate, as Rean's hand immediately slid down and in his attempt to steady himself ended up grasping Sara's right breast.
At the feeling of her lover groping her, Sara let out a hearty and delighted moan at the familiar feeling. It had been so long since the two had last been intimate. Their work schedules rarely intersected, with the two even at times being on opposite sides of the country depending on what requests the Guild had, or whatever was added to the Branch Campus curriculum, which left the two with few if any chances to indulge in one another.
The long dry spell, which Sara found to be even more tortuous than alcohol deprivation had left her body sensitive from finally experiencing the familiar and oh so glorious feeling.
I need this, so much. Sara hungrily thought as she reveled in the feeling. And looks like I'm not the only one. The Purple Lightning thought with some amusement as she noticed how Rean had yet to pull his hand off of her.
Cracking her eyes open, she looked up and smiled as she saw Rean being stuck in place, his face showing a combination of surprise, regret, and an undeniable trace of eagerness.
The sudden movement of the women below him was enough to shake Rean out of his stupor. "Sorry!" He hastily exclaimed, before moving his hand away-
Or he had tempted to as with reflexes befitting her title, Sara grabbed his hand by the wrist. Surprised by the feeling, Rean gave no surprise as Sara turned to face him, a sultry smile on her face, her amber eyes gazing into his fuschia orbs with delight...and hunger.
Rean found himself involuntarily swallowing air. Sara's smile only widened at that.
"I think," Sara spoke, slowly, teasingly, with a mischievous tone that sent shivers up Rean's spine. "That we both are in the mood for something else before dinner."
To punctuate her point, she rose from her seat until she stood at his side, releasing her hold on his hand, and immediately cupped Rean's cheeks before immediately crashing her lips onto his own. Without hesitation, her tongue shot through the swordsman's lips and ravenously went throughout the space beyond, her hunger and longing for the familiar sensation driving her to try and claim the space beyond.
At first Rean stood still, allowing her to do as she pleased. Sara was worried at first, wondering if she had come on too fast or if her breath was still foul as she had not been able to brush her teeth as thoroughly as usual when she awoke.
Her worries were for naught as soon Rean began to answer to the Bracer's actions in full, his own tongue lashing against Sara's own, before going into her own mouth, intent on conquering the reaches beyond for himself. At the same time, his hands, which had remained idle from surprise until then, proceeded to move, his strong arms possessively wrapping around his former instructor's voluptuous frame and pressing her against him, her large soft bosoms pressing against his chest.
Sara moaned in delight at her lover's response. The moan turned into a a gasp of joy as she felt Rean's hands begin to roam around her body, his right hand reaching underneath her top to stroke her back, his dexterous fingers tracing along the length of her spine, each contact sending delightful jolts of electricity up her spine. His earlier massage left her feeling warm, these sensations of his hand roaming across it in hunger left her burning.
His other hand then came up and gripped Sara by the back of her hand, his fingers firmly yet gently digging into her cerise locks and scalp as he adjusted the direction to allow his own tongue to reach deeper into her oral cavern, dominating their duel of tongues, muffling the older woman's sounds of delight.
Sara was delighted by the sensations, his tongue devouring her mouth and his arms around her and grabbing her so possessively lit a fire within the Bracer. Her hands which had been cupping Rean's face went lower, tracing down his neck before going to his torso, and instinctively began to paw at his chest, attempting to trace the shape of his muscles, and briefly stopping as she felt his heart beating in a thunderous rhythm even through it, emphasizing how aroused the swordsmen was. She soon became greedy to feel more, as her fingers went to his collar and began to try and undo the buttons.
Their continued liplock proved to be an impediment however, as she was barely able to focus on the task and any time her fingers came close to undoing one button, a single stroke of his hand on her back or a lash of his tongue on hers caused her to lose concentration, leaving her both slightly frustrated and aroused as each touch stoked the wanting flames within her.
They grew hotter and fiercer, Rean's tongue going deeper into her mouth and his hand stroking her back became harder, and began to reach lower, going near her spine. Eventually his hand found purchase and came upon Sara's shapely rear and immediately gave her a fierce and strong squeeze.
That proved to be the last straw for Sara, the embers of want within her ignited. With some reluctance, she separated her lips from Rean's and her hands grabbed his shirt, with a might roar she pulled, the fabric of his shirt ripping apart, the buttons going flying across the room unable to match the strength of the Bracer's want.
Rean did not resist Sara's ministrations and immediately shrugged off the remains of his ruined shirt, causing it and his jacket to fall on the ground, leaving his torso utterly exposed to the woman who purred in delight.
Gold eyes took in the sight of Rean's torso, searching across and mapping every detail to memory. Though they had not been as much danger or action as during the Civil War or the Great Twilight, Rean did not neglect his training at all, his body still as fit and delectable as it was before, with lean toned muscles, delightfully broad shoulders leading to strong arms, with not a hint of excess fat on his trim abdomen. And atop his chest laid a familiar scar over his heart. Some would find it somewhat grotesque, Sara was not one of them seeing it as proof of his trials and bravery.
Sara licked her lips as she took in the familiar and delectable sight, many memories flashing through her mind, of the many times she has seen him undressed, of the nights they shared with him on top of her, her own breasts pressing against his strong hardened chest, feeling his heartbeat as the two lost themselves each other's embrace, the memories making her face flushed and her core burn.
She was wet, she was certain. The long dry spell made her aroused from the brief foreplay and delectable sight before her. She then brought her hand out to reach for Rean's trousers, to check to see if he was as aroused as she was.
Her hopes were brought to a halt as Rean's hand came and gripped Sara's hand by the wrist and brought it up, resulting in Sara to look him in the eyes, her breath hitching as she saw Rean's eyes all but glinting in sheer want as she looked at her.
If she wasn't wet before, she most certainly was now.
"That wasn't nice." Rean spoke, his flat tone betraying how aroused he was. "Wrecking my shirt was a bit uncalled for don't you think?"
Sara merely smirked in response, knowing exactly how this conversation would end. "No big deal, you could just wear your jacket closed on the way out. Although," She then leaned forward, giving him a good look at her cleavage, before bringing her finger up to the hem of her top and giving it as strong teasing pull. "You're free to return the favor if you'd like.~" She spoke the last words out in a low tone that was barely more than a whisper, in a low tone brimming with desire.
They had the intended effect. Wordlessly, Rean closed the distance between them.
Rather than rip off her top as Sara expected, Rean briefly bent down before his arms shot out and wrapped around her wist and the back of her legs, instinctively, Sara's own hands moved and wrapped around Rean's neck. Once he was standing up again, he held Sara in a bridal carry in his arms. His lover in place, he then marched down the halls, towards her bedroom.
Sara was unable to stop herself from chuckling at it, even as he was so clearly aroused, the gentleman in Rean made him compelled to take her on the comfort on her bed rather than right then and there on the living room floor.
You can be such a romantic. Sara mused, her thoughts far from displeased, her left hand coming down to trace his chest, the sudden contact making Rean's breath hitch and increased his pace.
Soon, Rean crossed the entrance to his destination, his eyes briefly taking in the state of the room, noting that it wasn't as messy as he expected, before landing on the bed in the middle.
His target in sight, Rean absently shut the door behind him with a kick before moving forward and dropping Sara onto the bad, who merely gave a hearty laugh as she landed, making the mattress shake, her own sizable chest bouncing as she landed, drawing Rean's eyes towards her almost hypnotically.
Wordlessly, he pounced upon the Bracer like a lion on it's prey, his body hovering over Sara's prone form before he crashed his lips onto hers eliciting a pleased moan from the older woman as the two continued their earlier duel of tongues. Ravenously, Rean's tongue pushed and lashed across the inside of Sara's mouth, intent on conquering her oral cavern.
Sara could only moan in delight as the familiar sensation of her lover's aggressive assault, his tongue completely overpowering her own as he went to claim her as his, as he had done so several times before. Her hands then went to his chest, her fingers tracing along the shape of his well defined muscles, relishing the heat that radiated from his body and the feeling of his heart beating at a rapid pace from his unleashed desires.
Slowly, as their kiss continued, her left hand ventured lowered down his front, going from his solid pectorals, passed his toned abdomen, before reaching his waist. Once she reached her intended target, her fingers began to unfasten his belt, and at the slight click of it coming undone, she then began to unbutton Rean's trousers and pull down his zipper. Once it was done, her fingers went passed, and prodded at his member through the cloth of his boxers, which confirmed to her that he was as hard as she expected. A feeling of pride welled up in her at that, at realizing how she had aroused him so much that the usually calm and dense Rean would turn into an aggressive and ravenous beast. She made her pleasure known by having her hand wrap around his length, groping Rean's hardened member, the cloth of his boxers doing little to hide how hard he was, the feeling of his member throbbing in anticipation all but pulsating against her fingers as she gave a light yet firm squeeze.
It had the intended affect, as Rean ended the kiss, his lips coming off Sara's as he gritted his teeth at the sensation, his body locking in place for a moment as the feeling of Sara's hand on his length washed over him. His reaction brought a smile to Sara's face.
The smile only widened before turning into a moan of joy as she felt Rean's hands grasp her wrists and pin her hands to her sides, before swiftly going to her bountiful bosoms, his hands roughly kneading the large mounds, his fingers digging into her chest. The fabric of her top did little to protect her from the sensations of his strong calloused hands and dexterous fingers assailing her chest as he groped her so possessively, each squeeze and stroke eliciting a moan of joy from the Bracer.
The feeling of the large mounds in his hound and the sounds of the older woman beneath him were music to Rean's ears, spurring him onwards. His hands proceeded to knead and stroke Sara's chest with greater ferocity. Though his former instructor was clearly enjoying his ministrations, part of him came to feel irritated on not feeling her skin directly. He decided to fix that.
Wordlessly, his hands seized their assault on Sara's chest, eliciting a slight moan of disappointment from the woman. He ignored it as his hands went down and gripped the hem of her shirt. With a slight growl he immediately pulled it upwards, Sara raising her arms up in time to allow him to remove it from her body. Immediately afterwards, his left hand went down to Sara's waist, his fingers immediately grasping the waistband of her shorts and her underwear in one grip, the Bracer shivering in place as she felt his fingers brush against her entrance. Rean briefly smirked, before he pulled, the last remaining of article of clothing on the Bracer's body being removed, exposing the entirety of her naked form to him.
And what a beautiful sight it was.
On her back, Sara Valestein's body was left completely exposed to her lover. Her long cerise hair completely loose and wild beneath her as a bright red halo, with a few strands of her bangs sticking to her face from sweat from her body heating in arousal, her face tinged with a bright red blush as her gold eyes leered at him in desire as a teasing smirk adorned her lips. Her large breasts, bigger than any other female of Class VII new or old, moved almost hypnotically in tandem with her labored breaths, the pink rose buds at the center of the large bosoms clearly erect from her arousal. Her lifetime spent on the battlefield was made clear by the decent amount of muscle across her body, from her somewhat broad shoulders, to her well toned limbs, and her flat stomach and well defined abs which melded almost perfectly with her feminine curves. Rean's eyes scanned lower, going from her heaving chest, to her washboard stomach to her slim waist which flared out to wide generous hips that trailed on to long and toned legs. At the center, between her legs, with lay her womanhood, the slit coated by her want, the scent and heat clear to him even from their current distance apart. All together she cut a near perfect picture of seduction in Rean's opinion.
Slowly Rean brought his left hand back up and licked his finger, tasting the trace of her want that coated his skin when he had disrobed her. The familiar flavor assaulting his tastebuds. The taste of it lit a fire within him, igniting the slowly building embers within him that had built up, as well as a hunger for more.
Urged by his hunger he immediately dove downwards, his hands shooting out to grip Sara's thighs before forcing her legs apart so he could gain access to her opening, his face immediately diving towards her nethers. This close, the scent of her want flooded his nostrils, fueling his hunger even further. Instinctively, he brought his tongue and and gave her entrance a long lick.
The effect was immediate as Sara's back arched as she let out a long moan of joy. After so long, the familiar of feeling of her beloved's tongue at her entrance, igniting the nerves there in ways her fingers couldn't compare to, made her body all but scream in joy as she let out a soundless mewl of pleasure.
Pleased by her reaction, Rean repeated the motion, once, twice, thrice, his long tongue lashing across her moist entrance, taking in as much of her want as he could, the delectable flavor feeding the ravenous hunger within him. Steadily, his licks became quicker and and more forceful as he lapped at her lips, his tongue slipping passed her womanhood into her depths.
His earlier licks were already too much, his more powerful oral assault came close to sending Sara over the edge. As he continued his ministrations to her wanting nethers, Sara's body began to twitch in joy and pleasure and frissions of delight coursing from her womanhood throughout her body. Instinctively, she began to buck her hips into him in tandem with Rean's licks. Her left hand then reached downwards and gripped Rean by the back of his head, her fingers digging into his raven locks as she pushed his face deeper into her folds, demanding he go deeper into her.
Rean was all too happy to oblige, happily taking advantage of how Sara's grip brought him deeper to her folds, his tongue reaching passed her lips, lashing and slithering within her, tasting all she gave and reaching to as far and deep within her as possible as his lips pressed down against her clit, sucking at her seeping want, the delectable taste spurring him on even further, with him desiring more.
Soon enough Rean moved, taking Sara's legs into his arms and placing them over his shoulders, her thighs instinctively closing closer together until they were beside his head, prevented from going any tighter by the feeling of his fingers digging into her toned, womanly thighs. Their new position in place, Rean raised himself to a standing position, lifting Sara's waist up until only her shoulders remained on the mattress, her back arched and her large chest shaking at the sudden shift in position. She attempted to look down at her lover to speak, only for her words to die and be replaced as Rean continued from where he left off.
From the new position, Rean continued his assault on the Bracer's lower lips, tasting and sucking her entrance with increased vigor, his tongue diving deeper into her, reaching new angles he wasn't able to before which had the Bracer writhing in place, as mewls of joy escaped her lips. As his oral assault on the Bracer's nethers continued, Sara was unable contain her voice as each stroke of his tongue had her all but thrashing in place, her legs crossing on his back to force him closer against her as her thighs wrapped around his head, urging him to go at her deeper, which he happily obliged.
"Yes...right, there...harder!" Sara breathed out between moans of delight, her hands coming up to her chest, her dexterous fingers sinking in and kneading the soft flesh of her sizable breasts, her index and middle fingers going to encircle and pinch her erect nubs and stroking the flames within her, which slowly built up and burned waiting for release.
Rean delivered that release to her by bringing out his teeth and gently biting down onto Sara, his teeth pressing down against her entrance.
The effect was immediate. Sara's moans of joy turned into a scream of elation, her legs and thighs squeezing against Rean's head and shoulders like a vice as she felt countless jolts of lightning course through her body, igniting her nerves in a pleasurable conflagration. Her back arched s her spine felt as though she had been struck by lightning,as she screamed in joy, her hands gripping her chest with great force and her golden eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head, her senses blurred by unbearable rapture which left her vision blank, and her body burning.
Soon the feeling of bliss faded as soon as it came. As her release rode it's course, Sara's body went slack, as she all but collapsed onto the bed, her arms resting at her sides, her earlier screams and moans of joy replaced by deep labored breaths which had her large breasts heaving, her legs around Rean's head loosening their grip as all the energy seems to have left her body as her climax ended.
Time seemed to have stopped for Sara, as she rode through the glorious feeling, her body feeling so warm. Slowly, her senses came back to her, her vision returning, and the searing heat in her body began to ebb. As they did, Sara realized that her waist and legs were laid back on the bed, and a slight rustling sound reached her ears.
Using what remaining strength she could muster, Sara looked down towards the sound of the gaze and identified the source as Rean who had just removed the last of his clothing, tossing his trousers and underwear to the side and leaving him just as naked as her.
The sight of Rean's toned, naked body on it's own was a delight to Sara. Him licking her essence of his face, was irresistible. But even moreso was the sight of his now freed cock, which stood fully erect at 20 rege, twitching with arousal with slight droplets of precum at the tip. The sight of it sent shivers of excitement down her spine, her earlier exhaustion forgotten as memories the many times it had been within her and the realization of how it would do so again so soon filled her with nigh-boundless excitement, her core all but burning in eagerness as a hungry smile adorned her face.
Rean was all too happy to oblige her desire.
Wordlessly, he advanced to Sara's prone form, all but pouncing on her. His hands shot out and gripped Sara by the thighs once more before parting her legs to grant him access to her most sacred spot. His target in sight he then aligned himself so that his member would be pointed directly at her entrance, and shuffled forwards until his tip brushed against her wet opening, causing Sara's breath to hitch at her still sensitive entrance.
Seeing her reaction, Rean spoke. "Sorry Sara."
"Fo-for whaAAAAAAAHH!" Sara's question ended as a yell as Rean immediately thrust into her, his length sheathing itself to the hilt inside of her in one motion, her want allowing him to easily drive passed her entrance into her deepest core, with him stopping only when his tip struck at the entrance of her womb. Sara shook and screamed, as her back arched as though it were struck by lightning, the sudden entrance into her depths, striking into her most sensitive spot, igniting her most sensitive bundle of nerves in ways she could never hope to replicate with her fingers, sent frissions of rapture throughout her body that eclipsed that of his earlier oral ministrations.
As Sara screamed, Rean let out a hiss of joy, relishing the familiar feeling of her inner walls coiling around his member, pulling him deep into her . After what felt like hours, but were in fact but a few minutes, the initial wave of pleasure passed. Opening his eyes, he looked down at his lover and smiled.
The sight of Sara Valestein beneath him, writhing in pleasure at his penetration, her large breast heaving as she sought to regain her breath, her wild cerise her clinging to her sweat coated skin, all left Rean greatly aroused, his member throbbing with desire inside as he took in the sight, a smile forming at his lips.
Slowly, Rean's right hand let go of Sara's thigh and went down to cup Sara's face, the sudden gentle contact allowing her to regain her bearings, if for the moment, and bringing her to face him.
Making eye contact, his fuschia irises boring to her hooded amber orbs, Rean concluded his earlier statement.
"I won't be able to stop." He spoke out, all but growling from barely contained lust, his intense gaze making it clear that he would accept no argument.
At the sound of the usually gentle Rean being so authoritative and forward, Sara could only nod in acceptance, her heart, already beating fast from exertion and excitement, thundering even faster, her walls tightening around his member in anticipation.
Pleased by his lover's compliance, Rean straightened himself back into position, his hands steadily gripping her legs once more. Slowly, he pulled himself out of Sara's cavern until only his tip remained inside of her, making her groan in joy, before slamming himself into her once gain, his hands pulling her by the legs to keep himself steady and to reach as deep within her as possible. He then proceeded to repeat the motion once more, twice more, thrice. His thrusts slow yet precise, successfully striking her deepest and most sensitive spot each time. Each movement made Sara moan and her body to jerk, her large breasts shaking as he drove her into the bed, each strike against her G-spot making her jerk back against his thrust as her inner walls continued to coil and wrap around him tighter and tighter.
Soon his movements increased in pace, once slow measured and measured strokes turning into wild and savage thrusts, as his blade pistoned in and out of Sara's depths, exploring her deepest caverns, and crashing against her most sensitive spots with wild abandon. With each wild thrust, Sara shook in delight, jerking her hips in tandem with Rean's own thrusts to try and bring him in deeper within her. As the assault continued, Sara wrapped her legs around Rean's waist to hold him in place, urging him deeper within her, her body demanding he ravage her.
"Harder...harder!" Sara breathed out between moans of pleasure as Rean continued to assault her depths. He'll
The swordsman was willing to oblige.
Shifting forwards, Rean's hands released their grip on Sara's legs to grip her slim waist. Then, without preamble he leaned forward, his hands they coiling around Sara's back, one grasping at the base of her spine, while the other went up to her shoulder blades. Before Sara could question him on his plan of action, Rean immediately lifted her from the bed and picked her up into his arms, his manhood never leaving her entrance. Instinctively, Sara's own arms shot out to grab Rean's shoulders to ensure she wouldn't be separated.
Soon, Rean moved and Sara's attempt to question him were interrupted as she felt her back all but slam against the wall and Rean placed one hand to her shapely rear, and giving it an experimental squeeze that had her moan reflexively as she felt him lift her up slightly before thrusting into her once more, the new angle and the wall bracing her back allowing him to reach deeper and setting her nerves alight once more, making the Bracer scream in delight.
Her screams only increased as she felt Rean capture one of her large bouncing breasts in his mouth, his lips sucking at the hardened nub ravenously, while his tongue lashed against the tip like whip, the feeling of his cool saliva on her warm flash making her spine shudder. Her arms wrapped around Rean's head, pressing him tightly against her chest, his face buried in her cleavage which he immediately took advantage of to suck even harder on her teat, his other hand coming up to grope it's twin as he continued to thrust within her.
"Rean...that..ah...so good...keep, going...!" Sara breathed out as she tightened her grip on her lover, her arms wrapped around his head top press him into her chest, while her right hand ruffling his wild dark hair, her legs locked around his waist to push him deeper into her core, which Rean took full advantage of.
The assault drove the Bracer wild. Rean's mouth ravenously feasting on her breast while his callused hand kneaded and groped it's twin, his other hand squeezing her rear while his hard prick continuously and relentlessly thrusting into her deepest depths and driving her mad with her back being driven against the wall. The combined assault on her body left Sara all but screaming as she felt her body burn in pleasure, her body jerking and writhing in place in tandem with her former student's ministration, each lick and stroke on her breast sending frissions of joy to her chest, as each powerful thrust driving her further and further passed the edge.
How long did the assault go on? Minutes, hours? She couldn't tell. Sara's mind went blank as her mind went blank all her senses and nerves became focused on feeling and reacting to the mind breaking pleasure of Rean taking her against the wall, his every action, touch and thrust sending her sensitive body into great waves of rapture and pressure within her building and building until she could hold it no longer.
With a slight roar of ecstasy, Sara's tightened her hold on Rean in a vice, her hands gripping his shoulders with great force to steady herself with her fingernails digging into his skin with enough force to draw blood as her back arched as her second orgasm came, searing waves of pleasure engulfing her body in a conflagration of rapture as every nerve of her body felt as though they had had been set alight, making her body thrash in place as her voice nearly went hoarse as she screamed in bliss. It was so hot, it was so good, it felt so right.
All the while, Rean continued to thrust into her, Sara's tightened grip and the sounds he made spurring him on further his thrusts becoming stronger and faster into a relentless barrage into her core, her release coating his member and allowing him to move quicker with less resistance inside of her and strike upon her deepest walls, his hands roughly squeezing and groping her curves. He then removed his mouth from Sara's breast and grit his teeth as he felt himself getting closer to his own release. His grip around Sara's body tightened, with great fervor he thrust within her once more, twice more, and again and again until with one final thrust into her deepest reaches, he locked in place as his release came, his seed surging out into Sara's waiting cavern.
Sara moaned in delight, her body shivering in content as she felt Rean's seed spilling into her, the warm soothing essence calming the raging flame of want within her, filling her with a sense of joy and relief as she used what little energy she could muster to roll her hips against, her inner walls coiling around his throbbing member, demanding it relinquish every last drop into her womb.
After what felt like hours, but were in fact a few minutes, the two remained still as their mutual orgasms died down, the all consuming carnal heat that drove them to rut in wild passion now settling down, the room utterly silent save for the sound of the couple's labored breathing.
As the last waves of her orgasm ended, Sara felt herself going slack as all energy seemed to be drained from her body, her arms and legs which had held Rean in a near death grip, loosening their hold to the point they'd have flopped to her sides were it not for her paramour's hold on her body. To undergo two great orgasms in such short time proved to be difficult to withstand for the Bracer, far more exhausting than any battle she went through in her life.
Through her addled mind, Sara noticed how Rean pulled back, extricating his member from her depths, causing her to let out a slight groan at the separation as as a mix of their want slipped through her lower lips. Then, immediately afterwards, she felt Rean grasp her by her waist and shoulders before lowering her to the ground until she was at a sitting position, kneeling before him with her back against the wall, her eye level with his waist.
As the haze of pleasure cleared from her mind, Sara noticed Rean bending forwards slightly to bring his hand down to cup her chin, raising her face up so she could get a good look at his manhood, which was despite all logic, still appeared to be hard, traces of both of their releases coating the large the seemingly throbbing member, the scent of both their want overwhelming Sara's nostrils as she breathed it in, barely even a rege away from the tip of her nose.
Sara swallowed as she gazed on the large blade that had just taken her. It was something they had discovered from the times they had coupled together, that Rean had a surprisingly strong amount of stamina that bordered on supernatural. She didn't know if it was from genetics, remnants of the Curse, or some odd training trick from the East, but whenever they did it, and he got truly caught up in the mood, there was no stopping him. Not until he had left her a sore drooling mess that would need to use high level Healing Arts to be able to walk the next morning.
The memories alone made her lick her tongue in excitement as she realized what it was Rean had in mind.
"Clean it." Rean all but growled out, his tone laced with both voracious desire and absolute dominance that would accept no argument.
She shivered at that. Seeing the usually mild-mannered Rean be so dominant, so masculine, so desirable when his switch was flipped always left her oh so eager and excited. It was a part of him only she had the pleasure of seeing when they were alone like this, one she took great pride in seeing.
At such an order, how could she do anything but obey?
Her earlier exhaustion forgotten, Sara gazed up at Rean, her amber eyes hooded with excitement as a salacious smirk graced her lips.
"Leave it to me." Sara stated before tucking her hair behind her air moving her face towards his member. Once she was close enough, she opened her mouth, her tongue shooting out and pressing against Rean's shaft at the base, the brief contact of her cool, wet tongue causing his breath to hitch.
Pleased by his reaction, Sara slowly, teasingly dragged her tongue up across his length, savouring the taste of their want that coated his member. Once she reached his tip, her tongue proceeded to flick and lash across his head, causing Rean to twitch in place, letting out sight moans of pleasure. The sounds pleased Sara greatly who increased her pace, her tongue going up and down his member, from hilt to tip, taking in as much of his want into her mouth as she could, the taste driving her onward, each drop on her tongue reigniting a fire within her. After several moments of her tongue's skillful attack on his member, Rean's member steadily regained it's hardness, standing fully erect once more.
Sara smiled as she saw the results of her handiwork. Going back to his tip, Sara gave one last lick to Rean's opening before puckering her lips and kissing his tip. She then moved back, looking up at Rean with a teasing smile as she crossed her arms beneath her breasts, pushing them slightly upwards. Rean's eyes light up as he realized Sara' intentions, an eager smile spreading a cross his lips as he straightened his posture and took a deep breath to brace himself.
Smiling at him Sara then leaned forward, her hands grabbing and spreading the heavy swells of her chest before wrapping them around his member, her large breasts engulfing his member almost entirely leaving only the tip exposed, making Rean sigh in joy as he felt the familiar softness engulf him, his cock twitching and throbbing from the valley of her cleavage.
Chuckling lightly at her former student's reaction, Sara began to move in earnest, bouncing her prodigious chest up and down his shaft, her earlier oral ministrations having coated the member in her saliva which allowed her to move without resistance, wrapping Rean's throbbing cock in a soft, warm embrace, stimulating him along the way.
The effects were immediate as Rean began to moan in pleasure, his hips bucking in tandem with Sara's bouncing chest, with him bringing his hands down to grab Sara's shoulders to steady himself.
"Feels good doesn't it?" Sara stated with a smug smile. Fun and arousing as it was when he was dominant,she couldn't resist relishing the times where she could set the pace and be in control. To emphasize her question, Sara increased the strength of her ministrations, her ample bosoms continuing to engulf and rock against his throbbing mass, her endowments shaking up and down his length in tandem to his bucking hips, with only his tip protruding from the valley of her cleavage, drops of precum forming at his tip.
"Yesss.." Rean breathed out as his eyes shut, as he focused on only the great pleasure Sara inflicted upon him, his grip on her shoulders tightening while his hips bucked against her, his throbbing mass sliding through the the space between her chest. The feeling of her soft flesh wrapping around his member, the feeling of her heartbeat which she could feel as she continued as he throbbed and thrust at her had him grunting in delight and exertion.
The moans turned into moans as he felt Sara stick out her tongue, licking against his exposed tip, savoring the taste of his precum before opening her mouth and taking the entirety of his lower head into her lips, beginning to suck upon the opening for all she could, all the while her sizable chest continued to slide across his hardening length.
After a few minutes, Sara decided to change the pace somewhat, having one of her breasts move up, while the other moved down, contrasting movements adding another layer of pleasure for both of them, making Rean groan as he tightened his hold on Sara's shoulders and bucked his hips even harder, his hard member throbbing with excitement from the delightful friction, the searing heat at her chest making Sara's heart beat with joy as she continued her pace, her tongue continuing to lick and lash against his tip, bringing her own fingers up to pinch her own nipples to help stimulate herself further.
On and on they continued at their pace, the bedroom silent save for the sounds of the couple's labored breathing with Rean moaning and grunting in exertion as Sara moaned in sigh in joy, her mouth loudly pleasuring his hardening member as her chest continued to surround and slide across his member as he wildly bucked his hips against her, the two reaching a euphoric rhythm as Sara worked her lover to his next climax.
"Grr..Sara.." Rean growled harshly, the tense and taut tone of his voice and the tightening of his grip on her shoulders, made it clear to Sara that he was at his limit.
"Go on, do it!," Sara all but yelled out, her voice challenging while she wedged her breasts tighter and harder against his throbbing mast. "Let it all out! Mark me as yours!" She then brought her mouth down and engulfed his tip, her warm lips wrapping around his head, voraciously sucking him to try and force out his release.
Her efforts had the intended effect as she felt Rean's grip on her tighten before he gave one last thrust and roaring in exertion before locking in place as his release surged forth, his cock wildly spasming between Sara's breasts before ropes upon ropes of his warm seed shot out into her waiting mouth.
Sara moaned as she felt Rean's seed shoot into her waiting mouth. At first she attempted to take it all in, but the amount he fired proved to be too much. With a gasp, she released her mouth from his length and pulled back, resulting in his release firing out and splashing against her face and chest. Swallowing what amount of his release she could in her mouth, Sara shut her eyes and let out a moan at the feeling of his warm seed on her sensitive skin, marking her as his, her own loins beginning to burn once more at the thought.
Licking her lips, she shivered at the taste of Rean's cum before opening her eyes once more.
When his orgasm subsided over, Rean had released his hold on Sara's shoulders, instead placing his hands on the wall in front of him to brace himself as he tried to catch his breath, his face still flushed, sweat coating his fit and muscular form. All the while his cock, was far from flaccid.
At the sight of it all, Sara could only smile. Deciding to tease him, Sara cupped her breasts and lightly moved them up before lowering her head. Her amber eyes still looking up at Rean's face, she then brought out her tongue and licked at her cleavage, lapping up a drop of his seed that landed on her chest. Smirking at realizing she had her lover's attention, Sara proceeded to do so again, her tongue going out and trailing across the valley of her cleavage, taking in what traces of his seed she could find, moaning and purring in delight all the way as she savored the taste , the sight and sound arousing Rean who swallowed air as he observed it.
Once she felt her cleavage had been cleaned, Sara pushed one of her breasts upwards then brought her lips down to capture her own erect nipple into her mouth, the sight of which caused Rean's breath to hitch even as Sara herself moaned at feeling her cool tongue and saliva on her sensitive nub. Smiling at seeing Rean's expression, she continued to suck on her teat, her lips loudly puckering as her tongue lashed and suckled at her hardened nub while her other hand continued to rub and knead it's twin, her self inflicted assault, as well as the sight of Rean's reaction, his breath hitching as his eyes bored down at her as his member slowly but steadily hardened once more, made her own loins heat and throb.
After a few minutes, she took her breast out of her mouth and gazed up at Rean, licking her lips while an eager salacious smirk spread across her lips as she saw he was hard once more.
"That's two for two." Sara stated confidently. "Tell me, are you up for one more round?"
Rean chose to answer her with actions rather than words and immediately picked her up before all but tossing Sara on the bed who giggled as she bounced at the bed.
Her giggles turned into moans of delight as she felt Rean turn her onto her side and raised her left leg up to rest on his shoulder before entering her in one thrust, burying himself to the hilt once more.
As her lover proceeded to rut into her once more, slamming his hips against her own, Sara could only utter a single thought.
Good...ugh, thing they gave me the day off tomorrow. I'll-ah...be lucky if I'll be able to even stand up... She then moaned out as her lover continued to ravage her, well into the night, to their mutual joy.
And there you have it. Thought of making it longer, but decided it was long enough and wanted it out before the end of the month since it honestly took too long to make in the first place. To give you an idea on how slow I was at making this, I started writing this in the middle of May, but between my job putting me on a new shift and my usual problems with writer's block, laziness and lack of focus, it took a while to make it. Some days I was lucky to get passed 200 words, on Memorial Day it was most productive as I managed to write over 1,000 words.
Was originally picturing something like setting this shortly after the Northern War, with Rean and Sara both still in shock over the horrors of Haliask with the two of them sleeping together as solace but decided against it.
Hope you all liked this. Praying it gets more reviews than my first Rean x Sara lemon atleast.
Also, just one more week for Reverie! Had my copy pre-ordered months ago and can't wait to get to it!
Please read and review. But remember, NO FLAMES ALLOWED!