This scene is from the very end of Chapter 33 in Old Vows, Young Lovers. It includes Ray and Atalanta.

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She seemed to be pleased that he told the truth. Atalanta suddenly looks at him with a curious expression, and she tilts her head to the side ever so slightly.

"You know, Ray, I should thank you with something more than words for staying by my side today. That was much more intense than anything you have faced before, and I am sorry for risking your life like that. I promised you that you could ask anything you wanted of me when we sparred, right? Well, I think you earned that today." She tells him with a very confident and pleased attitude.

Ray looks over to her with a surprised expression.

"You don't-"

She interrupts him abruptly, "But I want to. You deserve it, and you especially deserve it after you gave your blood for my health."

"No matter how modest he is… he will accept this for sure" Atalanta thinks to herself as Ray takes a few moments to consider. He looks her up and down and winks at her when she stares into his eyes. She had wanted to give him something special a long time ago, but it has been hard to get him to enjoy the sweeter things in life because of how modest and respectful he is with her. No matter how much she assures him that he can't get in trouble for anything he does to her… he doesn't listen.

Ray doesn't say anything to her. He doesn't kiss her, nothing; Ray just swings his legs over the side of the bed and sits facing the door. Atalanta is momentarily confused about what he is trying to tell her. She always thought that women were the complicated ones to understand, but this is baffling her. She thought that Ray would have just taken what he wanted if she offered, but he is obviously conflicted over what is right and what is easy. Atalanta realizes that Ray must be testing her. She doesn't know why or how, but she knows that she really wants to do the right thing. Atalanta slowly gets out of bed and tests her leg. She puts some weight on it, and when she doesn't collapse onto the floor, she stands up to walk over to him.

She straightens her bra and pushes the hair out of her face as she walks up to him. She cares much more about the way she looks than her sisters do, and she is trying extra hard to look nice since she now has a boy in her bedroom.

He scoots back on the edge of the bed a little bit more when she walks over to him. She realizes with embarrassment that he wants her to straddle his lap. She does just that, wrapping her arms around his neck, but she does so with flushed cheeks.

"I like it when you blush." Ray teases as he puts his hands on the sides of her torso just above her waist. Her skin is so soft… the dark tan makes it all that much better. She clearly has an excellent skin care routine, and she obviously enjoys sunbathing… nude, probably. She doesn't even have the faintest tan line anywhere.

She grins at his comment.

"So… whaddya want?"

He doesn't say anything to her, which she finds to be odd; he just kisses her. She is happy to kiss him back, and before long, she is melted into the kiss. She really has a soft spot for physical contact, and in that moment, Phoebe could have walked in, and Atalanta wouldn't have noticed. She feels her lover's hands slowly begin to slide up her body, and she savors the feeling. His hands keep getting higher and higher as he slowly and sensually brings them up her toned chest. Eventually, his hands stop mere centimeters from her breasts. He won't touch them, of course, but he wants to.

She slowly pulls away from the kiss. She is starting to get tired of his stubborn, respectful hesitation to explore her with his paws.

"Do it," she tells him with a hot voice, "Come on, Ray. I know you want to touch them." Atalanta encourages with a smirk. She ever so slightly arches her back and pushes her chest towards him, and then she leans back in to kiss him.

There's no way he doesn't do it, right? At this point, he isn't interested if he doesn't go for it; I swear to the gods.

Ray smiles and leans back in to kiss her. She feels his hands slowly move up her body again until they cup her full, round breasts through her bra. This is a sensation she has never felt before. She has felt her own hands there when she showers, or even other hunters doing it for her, but she has never been in this situation before sexually, and especially not with a boy.

It's incredible, and Atalanta moans into the kiss unconsciously moving her hips, which drives him wild, but he would never tell her that. Eventually, after thirty seconds or so, she encouraged him to begin kneading them, and she loves that even more. They stay there in that position for what seems like ten seconds, but in reality, it was a few minutes. He begins to move away from her lips as he kisses down her jaw line and eventually to her neck. She is pleased that he spent so much time kissing her before he took the next step; she approves. Ray begins to kiss her neck, but she pulls away sharply when she feels his teeth graze her. He doesn't know why she pulled away, but he is worried he did something wrong to piss her off.

"I'm sor-"

"Hush, boy." She commands him, putting two fingers to his lips to silence him. She finds his respectful modesty to be a redeeming quality of his, but holy shit does it get annoying. He could have already taken her virginity if he wasn't so damn stubborn.

"I am not gonna tell you what you can or can't do; in fact, I encourage you to bite me wherever you like, but if you bite me on the neck and leave a mark…" She says with slow emphasis as if she is trying to get him to finish the thought, "we'll get some very judging looks from the other hunters."

Ray looks up into her eyes with acknowledgment and regret. She can easily tell that Ray feels bad. He thinks he stepped out of line and crossed a boundary, so now he feels bad about it.

"I'm not mad, Ray," She assured him gently. She leans in to kiss him, and she arches her back to let him know it is ok to keep touching her. She is so much gentler and easy-going than he ever expected when hopping in bed with a Huntress. He kisses her back with a renewed passion, and she knows instantly that he will forgive himself. He starts out slow, but she quickly realizes that Ray is gonna make up for his previous mistake by showing her a good time.

"I was w-worried you wouldn't like my breasts, but I see those fears were unfounded." Atalanta says softly. The sounds she makes are the sweetest music to his ears. She's never been in such heaven as she is now. She would not give this up for the world. As he gets closer to her collar bone and further down her body, she starts to get more and more nervous about what he has in mind. It's a sweet anticipation, and the suspense builds even higher when she feels him kiss the top of her left breast.

"You're exquisitely perfect, Atalanta." He says honestly, and he keeps kissing the tops of her breasts. Aralanra smiles brightly when she hears that. She doesn't consider herself to be neither the comeliest nor the shapeliest huntress, but she is obviously a goddess to Ray.

She is ripped from her delightful thoughts when he sinks his teeth into the top of her breast.