Rayla and Callum consummate their relationship.

"You're not bad at kissin', for a human." Rayla teased Callum teasingly after their lips parted.

He was her first kiss, but she already confessed to being a virgin. She wasn't about to admit to this, too. She wanted him to believe she had a plan on how they were going to survive, and that she knew more about intimacy than him. Their survival depended on this...close proximity.

Maybe they could avoid hypothermia by getting even closer.

She held a slight smirk and stared at him with relaxed eyes even though the cold licked at the entirety of her naked backside uncomfortably.

"Uhh thanks. I um, I never uh this is also a first for me. You know I mean I practiced on my arm but, hmm-ha this is different. Very different." He sputtered awkwardly, and regretted being so honest. She probably thought he was a joke. He couldn't think straight, or look her in the eye, and he hated himself for it.

Rayla noticed this and tried to narrow his focus by craning her neck down and kissing him on the cheek by the corner of his mouth again, and separated before kissing him a seccond time on the lips.

Three times. Four.

Callum reciprocated as best he could, and Rayla felt excited as he gasped from their fourth contact. She found his reactions adorable, and held an urge to explore other ways she could pleasure him beyond their connected lips.

'If he's this embarrassed from kissin, I wonder how he would react if I...'

Rayla's self confidence contrasted her increasing heart rate. She never touched anyone like this, but Callum was so pathetic that she felt confident in this extreme situation. She bottled her nerves and gracefully slid her right hand from his shoulder down his chest and past his stomach to the belt of his slacks. Callum pulled away from her and Rayla felt his hot breath against her face as she surrendered to her impulses and slid her fingers underneath.

"Oh, ahh." Callum gasped from the new experience - and her cold hand. Someone besides him was feeling up his most private area. A complete stranger.

'It's not supposed to be like this!' His thoughts tormented him.

He gripped her arm just below the elbow and was about to remove her wandering hand, but found himself transfixed by the lust in her eyes as she studied him with her mouth slightly open. All he could manage was tightening his grasp to try and stop her, and so she moved just her fingers instead.

They were an inch apart, and their visible exhales collided and hung in the air. The powerful winds of the blizzard still howled just ten feet beyond view, but inside this nook Rayla found, there was almost no draft around them.

The temperature, however, was freezing every inch of their bodies where their skin wasn't connected. Including Rayla's fingers. But as she groped him they steadily gained warmth, and the lessening pain had a calming effect on Callum.

Simply holding each other might not be enough to prevent hypothermia, and generating friction seemed like more of a survival decision rather than a sexual one. But the way Rayla was looking at him made Callum think she was equally satiating both of those desires.

Callum gradually lessened his hold on her arm as her penetrating eyes put him under a spell and he focused on the sensation of her fingers.

She removed her hand and stroked his hair once behind his ear, and lowered her hips onto his groin. Her breathing increased out of her nose as she started grinding on him again, and Callum felt something slick and hot rubbing against him.

"Ohh, wow. What's happening." Callum said in surprise, but in an oddly humorous deadpan, which made Rayla chuckle.

She was trying to arouse him, but Callum was still adjusting to being in this situation and had too many thoughts circulating in his head. He also suddenly felt a kind of sentimentality for Rayla that he couldn't describe.

After gyrating on top of Callum for half a minute, Rayla lifted her hips and stared down his body. She reached down and fondled him again playfully and looked back up at him.

"Ermm, it looks like he doesn't want to play." Rayla teased, looking at him with a smirk that was a disguise for her anxiety. Something Callum wasn't aware of, so her smile made him self conscious.

'Am I the one doing this wrong? Maybe I'm a turn-off.' Rayla berated herself in her head.

"I'm sorry, I, it's f-freezing in here and uhh, I'm gonna be honest this seems impossible." He saw Rayla's eyebrows curl, and somehow her cheeks turned red as he realized he might have offended her.

"I mean I don't know what I'm d-doing. It's not you, you're um, you're more than f-fine I m-mean, you're beautiful erm-Rayla."

Rayla's awkward visage turned into a half smile.

'He just called an elf beautiful?!'

She couldn't believe this simpleton was attracted to her, a Moonshadow elf. All of her pre conceptions about this awkward human were starting to crumble.

"It's o-okay. The important thing is-ss-s not f-freeezin to d-death." She regretted being so forward with Callum, and her teeth started chattering as all their friction halted.

She dropped her torso onto him and buried her face into his neck, holding him tightly by his shoulders.

Callum gasped again, and tried his best to cover as much of her cold bare back as he could with his arms and hands. He rubbed up and down her thin waist to help warm her from the top by her neck, all the way down to just under her rear, which was as far as he could reach.

She nuzzled into his neck and rubbed her legs up and down his to generate heat, but after two minutes of this in silence, they both realized they were still getting colder. And with her laying directly on top of him and half her body exposed to the elements, she was freezing faster than him.

"Rayla, you're ice cold." He whispered considerately as she began to shiver.

"Y-Yeah here. Let's g-get in a prrrop-p-per h-eat transferin' position." Rayla decided as she agreed with him. She had become fearful before he read her mind.

She rolled to the right until she was on her back next to Callum, and kept adjusting until she was on her left side, turned away from him.

"H-hold m-m-me." She continued stuttering and clacking her teeth.

She lifted herself up and Callum instinctually splayed his left arm out wide, and she settled her neck on top of the inside of his elbow. He curled his hand across her chest and grasped her right shoulder, and she gasped as he crossed his right hand to her opposite shoulder to complete the hug.

He immediately threw his leg over her and dragged his thigh up hers and back down several times. He then repeated the maneuver, but in between her hamstrings. She opened her legs to make just enough room for him to slide his knee completely in between her thighs, and pulled her foot up until it was in line with his, and hugged his foot with it.

Rayla moaned as he pulled her into him with surprising strength, and she crossed her arms to rub the back of his hands as he caressed her while she violently shivered. She was practically vibrating right now, and all of Callum's strength couldn't hold her still.

She was far more covered in this pose, and even though it was Callum's bare back that was exposed now, he was able to withstand it now that they gained more friction and their transference became symbiotic.

Her short breaths and twitches relaxed, and she started moving her legs against Callum's. Her shivering dwindled as he matched her and their right and left feet flirted with each other. It felt warm and soothing.

Neither of them thought playing with each other's feet would be a point of emphasis, but they both got lost in the sensation. It was almost fun, despite them being in a survival situation.

'There's more than one way to create warmth.'

They filled their body hug with micromovements, and could feel the blood returning to their extremities. Their limbs moved faster in an attempt to return to 98.6, even though it was a fool's hope. The temperature in this cave had lowered to -6° Celsius.

Rayla began moving her hips into Callum's lap slowly and periodically, and he felt nervous by the implication before copying her.

She arched her back and managed to move him back a couple inches, and he defensively mirrored her and pushed against her.

"Mmph." She moaned as he moved her forward and then returned to center.

A moment passed before she helplessly thrust her hips into him again, and again he slowly returned the gesture. This time they found an equilibrium, and their bodies seemed to envelope each other.

"Hmm." He hummed simultaneously with another sharp gasp from Rayla as they pressed against one another. Callum took a moment to appreciate her lithe body that had surprisingly dense muscles, and he gradually became aroused as Rayla started slowly circling her hips against him.

Rayla felt something firm start to gently prod in between her upper thighs, and his breathing strained after she sensitively moaned in her ear.

She arched her back again and pressed her butt provocatively into his lap and then squeezed his intrusion with her thighs.

Another innocent moan from Callum.

He steadily increased his pace, and Rayla moved with him.

"You're..." She whispered, trying not to sound too vulgar by finishing the thought in her head, as she was dealing with a milk-drinker. She didn't know what she was doing, but she felt comfortable. And she had even less of an idea of what Callum was doing, but their bodies seemed to become one.

"...I feel...some-thin'."

"Rayla..." He said quickly.

"Yeah?"

"Ughh..."

She sensed his trepidation, and tried to comfort him.

"Callum."

His response was simply a sharp gasp. He seemed lost on how to proceed.

"Callum..." She repeated louder, but in a sensual exhale.

"Y-yes...?"

"I want you...inside me..." She whispered with a yearning that tempted Callum, and pushed her hips against him to punctuate her command. The longing in her voice as well as her foreign accent aroused him further, and he suddenly wanted to hear her continue speaking.

He repositioned his right hand from her shoulder down to his own lap, and groped himself for a moment before rubbing against her vulnerable area and then impatiently sliding into it.

Rayla's eyes flashed open as he moved his hand to her groin and pushed his pelvis deeply into her, and she sharply inhaled in surprise.

She only had a split moment to dwell on the loss of her virginity before she felt him start to rhythmically violate her with unexpected energy.

She twisted her torso around to look back into his eyes, and he increased the strength of his hold on her while nuzzling his face into her cheek.

"Ohh C-Callum. AHH n-not so..." She gasped again as his pace quickened.

She closed her eyes after seeing his tightly held shut, and focused on the painful pleasure she was feeling from his youthful display of lust.

Callum felt like a hostage to his sudden desire, and she seemed to be too, after hearing the innocent moans that were escaping her. She held him by his hip to contain his momentum but still mirrored his hip movements.

She curled her other hand behind his head and grabbed a fistful of hair until it hurt, and he wanted to do what she said, but she kept moving her body into him and breathing delicately into his face as she held him close, and he didn't want to steady himself.

Her respirations became uneven and she groaned before kissing him briefly on the mouth. He repositioned his left hand to the side of her head and brought her in for another kiss, and they held it this time.

"MMMH!" Rayla exhaled as Callum became lecherous and moved his hand from her head to her bare chest, and groped her breast with stimulating power.

"Ahh-hah!" She gasped again as his strength surprised her, and finished with an awkward chuckle.

The speed of his hips increased as his right hand held her abdomen and pulled her into his movements to add more leveraged force.

"I...Callum I-'mUGHH."

She pushed him back with her hand, and the sound of his body colliding with hers quieted.

"Too rough." She whispered rapidly, sighing heavily and then sharply inhaling.

He felt ashamed for going too far, and thinking that he could get away with it without asking her first. He just didn't want to stop moving.

He was so cold and aroused and afraid that he felt like he was going crazy. He needed to warm her up and himself too, but his desire clearly added to this life threatening situation.

Rayla was warming to his movements, both figuratively and literally, and she pushed her hips back into him after he slowed down more than she wanted. He answered her body language by sliding his hand from her hip to grasp her rear as he slowly increased his rocking motion.

"Oohhh just like that."

Her breathing became irregular and heavy, and she fondled his hair in desperation as he teased her further with his nose and his exhales against her ear.

"More." She gasped, and Callum listened.

The tight and lubricated sensation was arousing Callum as much as the heat, and they both felt like they were in a trance.

He nibbled on Rayla's ear and then used his lips to suck on it, and she huffed in surprise.

'Is he a freak? A human kissin' an elf's ear?'

From Rayla's point of view, elven ears and horns as well as the amount of digits they had on their hands were a polarizing symbol when it came to most humans. The same was said for them and their stupid round ears and useless pinkies.

The sound and feeling of his lips tickled her ear, and she pinned it to her shoulder defensively before turning her head towards him. He kissed her cheek and then she craned her neck so she could kiss him on the lips and distract him from tickling her ear.

It was forceful, and she gently stroked his hair before balling his hair into her fist as he somehow found an angle that made her feel weak. In a perfect way.

A throb below.

Callum couldn't believe he was actually turning a girl on like this. He initially felt like he was going too fast, but now she was telling him to do more. So he increased his pace and his grip on her rear, and Rayla had to unlock their kiss so she could vent the pleasure she was feeling with swift, audible exhales.

Callum eventually hit the right spot two times in rapid succession, and an involuntary squeak erupted from Rayla. She immediately put her hand on his groin and grabbed him forcefully before pushing him away from her once again.

"I'm sss-sorry, I'm sorry!" Callum said embarrassingly and completely stopped moving.

'What am I DOING?'

"No-no, keep hah going." Rayla moaned and relaxed her hand and instead of pushing him away, she reached around and grabbed his rear. She started pushing her hips into him again in short, quick movements this time.

Callum was confused by the way her words sometimes contradicted her actions, and didn't realize she was simply overwhelmed with the new experience, just like him. She was soldiering through the pain of losing her virginity because the heights were far greater.

What he did know was that she was being incredibly brave, in spite of her innocent moans. He counted three times that he screwed up, but she still wanted to do...this. With him.

They didn't feel cold anymore, and sweat was actually gathering between his chest and her back.

Callum was nearing the end of his limit, and squeezed her breast while he continued working her. She was completely wet below, and Callum accidently slipped out as his hips drew back and he accidently poked her forbidden area. She squeaked again and reflexively moved her body forward and smacked him hard on his rear, causing him to groan painfully.

'Idiot human!'

"Whoops, I'm sorry. I did not mean to...I am so sorry, Rayla." Callum was red in the face as he tried to apologize, and Rayla shelved her embarrassment and agitation as his awkwardness made her laugh out loud. He nervously chuckled in response as she laid flat on her back. She then pushed him over and threw her leg over him again as she climbed on top of him.

"We will never...speak of this again. Do you understand?" She hammered the words into him.

"Of, of course I do-ooo." He stammered as she slowly leaned down and gently fit him inside of her again.

She stared at him intently, just an inch away from his lips. He wanted to kiss her, or for her to kiss him, but she seemed to prefer teasing him with her soothingly hot exhales as she completely took him in.

They both exhaled heavily, and Callum's lower region felt overly sensitive all of a sudden. He was finding her moans more familiar and arousing. She smelled good, too. Even her breath.

They didn't look away from each other as she groped his chest with both her hands and started raising and lowering herself in a slow but assertive rhythm.

Her shallow breathing. The feeling and the sound of her pelvis dropping on him. Her erotic gaze that occasionally gave his chest and stomach a once-over with lust. It was becoming too much for Callum. He had no way to prepare for the gratification of making love. It felt like true happiness.

Callum finally understood what Soren meant when he said "I can't really explain it, you just have to do it yourself."

Callum didn't consider himself an intimate person, even though he hit puberty almost six years ago. He had a crush on his bubbly sorceress friend Claudia who was almost two years older than him at 16. And although he masturbated while thinking about her more than a few times, outwardly he was extremely reserved when it came to sex.

Besides "the talk" that his step father Harrow gave him when he was 11, Soren was the only person he had ever talked to about the emotional side of puberty. These...urges.

Something he was planning to change the next time he was alone with Claudia, but her treachery in hiding the secret of Viren's possession of the Dragon Prince made him feel conflicted about her.

He had actually planned on proposing and gaining Claudia's affection soon, but fate took a different turn today. Now he was alone with one of the Moonshadow assassins who were sent to kill his father and possibly him and Ezran, too.

A stunning elf who turned against her people to join him and do the right thing. And now she was awakening confines he didn't know he had, even though she seemed generally annoyed by him. And despite slapping him a moment ago, she was making him feel confident in himself right now, and it was clear she was attracted to him.

He never felt desirable in the past. Claudia treated him like a step brother, which especially disappointed him as he was also technically a step prince. He never thought someone would see him as a potential lover. Someone to go on a date and hold hands with, and maybe even kiss.

Now almost all of that was happening at light speed. From a stranger and a different race.

Rayla dropped her torso down and pressed her lips against Callum's, but didn't kiss him. She breathed into his face as she focused on using her hips to please them both.

She groaned into his mouth and finally extended her lips forward as she found a comfortable rhythm, and Callum's moans excited her.

She moved faster, and parted her lips so she could breathe freely.

"Ss-soon?" She whispered as she felt him harden inside of her and his face contorted awkwardly.

"Ye-sss, I'm...UGH."

He gasped and held her tightly in his arms, and tried to relax his pelvis so she could easily get off of him, but for reasons unknown to either of them, she dropped her hips and squeezed him with her entire body.

She gasped as she sensed a pulsing warmth inside of her, and Callum groaned from the pleasure.

Her breaths were rapid and short, and Callum's were identical. He gripped her rear and brought his face up to hold his cheek tightly against hers. She held him by the back of the head and by his breast, and they embraced like they were each other's life line.

"Ahh-huh-UHH." Callum surrendered, and his hips involuntarily kept moving at irregular intervals.

"Y-hyeah." Rayla encouraged him exhaustively.

"MMmhh!"

"I got you..." Rayla whispered assuringly, and she noticed his grip on her body softening. She nurtured the back of his head with soft scratches until their breathing regulated.

"Ray-la." He sounded like he was dying.

"Yeah?" She knew better, and kept grinding her hips on him.

"S-stop..."

She felt embarrassed and did what he said, but not completely.

He groaned in what sounded like pain, but she understood he had reached nirvana and that she was pushing his limits. She wasn't prepared to tell him about her orgasms. Not yet, anyway.

They finally stopped moving and twitching and spent a moment breathing into each other's faces while they collected themselves.

Rayla buried her hips onto him one last time before she lifted her lower body and slid off of him before settling back onto his lap.

He groaned one last time before he was able to relax and focus again. He looked into her eyes again once his breathing slowed.

"What just happened." He asked the room.

"We did it." She sighed comfortably.

"We...did..." Callum was thinking about the implication of unprotected sex.

"It." Rayla repeated herself. She knew what he was worried about, but right now she only cared about one thing.

"Err, I mean-we're survivin'...this." She turned her head towards the open cave entrance as she rested her cheek on his chest, and Callum decided to put his reservations on the back burner.

"Did you, um, like. Was it okay for you?" Callum asked sympathetically, and Rayla chose to downplay her real feelings so this human wouldn't get a bigger head than he already had. Literally speaking, that is.

"It wasn't bad." She muttered with neutrality, but he couldn't see the smirk that crossed her face. She was embarrassed that this was probably the most enjoyable night she ever had, even though she was with a human and they were both stranded in a blizzard.

She appeared exhausted as she tilted her head back up and reconnected their eye contact, and her mouth hung open as she brought her head up and kissed him one more time.

He kissed her back, and moved his hands from her rear to her back and pulled her tighter into his body.

Rayla separated just half and inch away and looked into his eyes questioningly.

"How um...how're you feelin?" She exhaled strenuously, but she wasn't nervous about her question. She honestly wanted to know what he thought about her, and maybe get a generic compliment on her performance. She was feeling a certain way about him, but wasn't expecting much of a response. She wanted to, though.

He paused before nodding his head.

"I...I like you." He was still catching his breath, and swallowed his spit before continuing the conversation after she didn't immediately react besides briefly squeezing him once with her hands.

"You um...do you-"

"Yes, Callum. I like you too." She interrupted him with cutting sarcasm, but her facial expression showed affection for him.

She brought her head down and kissed his neck once, twice. Up his neck, where she kissed his ear before nuzzling into his neck and holding him.

They gently rubbed their bodies against each other to maintain their body heat, and they became warm and comfortable enough to fall asleep.

Callum woke with the sunrise, and found Rayla still laying squarely on his chest. Her breathing was soft, and he decided to caress her body with affection that he was carrying over from last night.

The storm had passed, and light was shining through the narrow crevice that was the entrance to their cave dwelling.

Rayla adjusted her body as Callum rubbed up her back, but she remained asleep. He took the opportunity to explore her form without the distraction of her opened eyes.

He reversed and grazed his hands down her body, over her butt towards her hamstrings, where he scratched in several circles before dragging his fingernails up her body again.

She moaned louder, and he wondered if she was awake, even though her eyes were still closed.

He slid his hands up her spine, and massaged the back of her neck. Up to her head, and finally to her horns. He gently gripped them at the base and stroked backwards to see how they feel, and Rayla winced before moaning again and flashing her eyes open suddenly.

"Don't, touch mah horns." She spoke accusingly, but inside she enjoyed the intimacy of it.

"Sorry. They're just...umm, I think they're cool. Sorry." He repeatedly excused himself, but wished he could find better words.

"I don't...hate it." She spoke softly, surprising herself with how trivial it felt to express herself.

A moment of silence.

"I couldn't control myself, Rayla..." He confessed genuinely, and Rayla subtly shook her head.

"I couldn't either...Callum." She said with an enunciated quality.

Callum couldn't process what she was implying, and nervously shifted his gaze towards the exit of their adopted shelter.

"We should look for Ezran."

"Yeah, of course."

They suddenly became motivated, but held each other a moment longer. The climate had risen, but their bodies still strained to pull away from the warmth they had been gathering between their chests.

I wanted to capture the joint loss of virginity between two strangers, and the guaranteed awkwardness that follows. Especially with Callum. He's such a good boy, but in the show particularly in Season 2 Episode 4 he exhibits an assertive behavior when it came to his affection for Rayla. He's not such a nervous wreck, and Rayla responded by kissing him multiple times after he spoke so highly of her. They basically sexually assaulted each other during The Midnight Desert and their romance progressed so suddenly in the show, that I think sex would come naturally to them even though they're so different.

That's what makes them such a good ship. They have a natural attraction to each other, and even though their so young, I think they would continue to cross each other's boundaries in an exciting way.

I wanted this to feel disjointed but equally relatable, because this is something that is common to most people but with the added dynamic of the Dragon Prince plot and their stark differences finding a lasting compatibility.

Hope you enjoyed.