Atalanta and Ray deleted scene from Chapter 35

When Atalanta had invited him to join her for a bath, he couldn't believe it. They had been together for almost 2 weeks now, sleeping together for half that, but Ray had never seen the huntress naked. He saw her bare back a few times, but never more than that, so when she offered to bathe with him he was overcome with such a sense of excitement.

Atalanta seems as nervous a she is excited. She had used up all her confidence asking him to join her for a bath, and now she is nervous. She has no fear of undressing herself in front of him, or of seeing him undressed fully… she is quite excited at the prospect of both, actually, but she has a nervousness creeping into her chest.

Atalanta walks over to the tub while these thoughts are going through her mind. She kneels down on the marble tiles and begins to draw the water. She stays there the entire while, and Ray comes over to stroke a hand through her hair possessively as she kneels there waiting for the water to fill. It is nearly the size of a backyard, above-ground hot tub. It also has the jets and such that she likes, as well. When it reaches the top after ten or so minutes, she takes a breath and then extends her hand forward and waves it over the water with her palm facing down. Steam begins to rise out of the water. She shivers from the toll on her strength. That much water, even heating it the small amount that she did, was exhausting.

Kneeling on the floor there with him standing over her stroking her hair makes her feel incredibly submissive. She fantasizes about him calling her a good girl, but she knows that Ray wouldn't dare say that to her. He lets her up, and she gets to her feet.

"It should be warm enough, now."

He did not answer her, just brings her in for a kiss. Her lips melt against his, and they stay there making out for a few moments before she pulls away.

She says nothing, only gives him a wink and turns around. To help him out, she gathers her hair and pulls it over left shoulder, completely exposing her now entirely smooth back, and the clasp to her bra.

Her heart is racing, now, and it doubles when he rests his hands on her flanks half-way up her back. His hands are not trembling, and she blushes realizing that he is not nervous at all. Her heart is racing and Ray is ridiculously calm as if he has her right where he wants. It makes her aroused knowing that. She thinks that his confidence and certainty is hot, and attractive.

"We don't have to do this, Atalanta. We can wait until you're ready." He tells her soothingly as he feels her heartbeat, which is so quick it is hard to identify where one beat ends and another begins.

It takes her a few moments to reply as she marvels at just how much self control he must have in order to be as calm and patient as he is.

"I've never done this before, Ray. I am nervous, but being with you soothes me. Don't make me wait any longer, take it off. I know you want to. You have my permission." She tells him, throwing the last part in there just to make it perfectly clear to him that she wants this. She knows that he is terrified of over reaching her boundaries, but she has completely let her hair down, now. She wants him to know that she is just as excited for this as he is, and that he can do whatever he wants with no fear of her getting upset. Almost whatever he wants, that is.

Ray listens to her. His hands slide up her back and undoes the clasp of her bra. With astonishing confidence, he pushes it up and over her shoulders and she extends her arms so that it falls onto the floor. She looks over her shoulder to look at him with one eye as she shivers from the cool air on her breasts. She smiles at him and she notices that he looks extremely happy.

"Close your eyes, boy." She says to softly, like the whisper from an angel. He does as she commands.

"Do not open them until I say. Understand?"

He nods his head, and she turns around. It is a test of his self control. She knows it is annoying to him that she is making him wait to see her, but she knows he likes this.

"Take off your shirt and your pants." She says softly.

She watches with fascination as he does as she says. When she had seen him undress before, it had either been in the dark, dim light or with his back turned to her. Now, she admires just how well built, not jacked, but toned and chiseled he is. She has no doubt that Ray could pin her down and she would not be able to do anything about it unless she used her magic. The thought made her cheeks flush and the dampness between her legs fire up again.

Ray does not have a tan like she does, and his skin color is several shades lighter as a result. Atalanta had insisted that he shave, and he had religiously done so, as a result, every single day since he moved in. Facial hair did not appeal to her. When he had finished removing the two garments she specified, he was naked other than his boxers, which were noticeably tight and bulging in the front. She had wondered if he would be fully erect or not, and now she had her answer.

That's when Atalanta was hit with the realization of just what they were doing. The realization that she would, in all likelihood, not wake up a maiden. The thought made her… happy. She feels like a teenager again, finally being allowed to court a boy. But there was a difference between courting a boy, and dating a man… She definitely prefers and is about to experience the second, in full.

She walks up to Ray, who had not opened his eyes at all. He's taller than her, which she thinks is just so hot. The fact that she has to look up… Oh, it makes her wet. She wouldn't care if they were the same height or if he was shorter. The only criteria she considers in whether or not she will allow him to take her virginity is his treatment of her, but she still thinks it's hot.

"You can open your eyes," she tells him and wraps her arms around his neck. Their lips meet, and she presses her naked body against him. She moans into the kiss when her breasts rub against his chest, stimulating her nipples.

He smiles against her lips, and she sees that he is truly happy. She is surprised, and gasps, when he slips his hands around her thighs and picks her up like so many potatoes in a sack. He sets her down on the granite of the sink basin's counter. She blushes, and she has to fight the instinct to cross her legs and lock them. She is completely nude except for her thin, lace panties. It makes her feel vulnerable.

Ray pulls back from the kiss slightly, and his hands fall down to her thighs. He looks her up and down, and she can't remember seeing him happier. It makes her uncomfortable to have him appraise her nude form. It is hard for her to wrap her head around the fact that he is a male… she had never had thoughts like that before, but seeing the way he looks at her nude body makes her think of it quite thoroughly. She had never had anyone look at her this way, before. She likes it.

Ray has always, even when she had allowed him to kiss the tops of her breasts and knead them through her bra, only had love and devotion in his eyes while she could detect the desire just faintly behind that, very much concealed, but now… Now his eyes burn bright with desire.

Suddenly, with a gesture, she gets up off the sink basin and stands in front of him. She places a hand on his chest and then she kisses him. She presses her breasts against his chest and molds her body to his; he pulls her to him with a hand and places his other hand under her ass. It is the first time he has ever placed a hand there. To compliment his first time daring to touch her there, she reaches down to his boxers and, just before she places her hand over the bulge, she looks up at him for permission.

He nods confidently, and then she gently cups his balls with tender fingers. She smiles into the kiss with satisfaction as if she is being allowed a sacred privilege. Just like everything else they have done tonight, she has never done this before. She knows how much he must trust her if he is allowing her to career his balls like this or put her hands anywhere near his penis. Being a huntress, and the reputation she has because of it, scares men away from her, Ray included, she knows.

She pulls away from him slowly, and with a small she drops to her knees in a slow, fluid motion. Ray stares at her with wide eyes. She looks up at him with a questioning gaze, and he nods to her. Drawing on all the reserves of courage that she has, she grabs the hems of his boxers and pulls them down making sure to pull out as well as down so as not to make them catch on his head and bend his shaft, which she knows would be painful.

She did not look in front of her even after she had pulled them down and off his legs after he stepped out of them. She looks up to his face and sees him looking at her with a mix of confidence and hopefulness. She can't believe how calm and collected he looks, how completely devoid of any nervousness he is. If the positions were reversed, she would blushing like never before and her heart would be beating faster than ever before. Those things are already close to happening as it is…

Doing this makes her feel giddy as if she is giving the middle finger to Artemis and her pain in the ass sisters for telling her men are not worth her time. Well, she loves Ray, and he is more than worth her time, so she is going to enjoy doing this for him.

She looks down in front of her and smiles with shock. With him being a legacy and the fact he had not gotten the nutrition he needed these last several years from living homeless, she had expect him to he only of average length, maybe less, but in reality… she is really going to enjoy herself when they go to the bed after this because he is blessed. She feels lucky.

She hesitantly wraps her tender fingers around his shaft, and she is pleasantly surprised when it throbs in her hand. She is extremely pleaded to know he is enjoying this and, emboldened by what she had already done, hesitantly gives the head of his shaft a kiss.

Ray bites his tongue and, almost as if she sense the pain, looks up at him to see his reaction. He smiles at her and, running a hand through her hair, encourages her to go on with a smile.

She is eager to obey and, with no further hesitation, takes his head into her mouth. He does let out a small moan this time as his cock head disappears between her velvety lips. It's pure heaven. She has to be working spells on him, too, because he can't believe how good it is. It doubles as she takes him the rest of the way and begins working her tongue on the underside of his shaft as she works up and down. It's absolutely incredible. He's never felt anything like it. The first time he had sex was not even as good as this.

She smiles as she realizes that he is loving this. She's read books upon books about how to do this for men, and as she is retrieving the knowledge, she begins to fantasize about how easily it would be for him to take control of this and ram it down her throat, which would surely choke her. She briefly considers encouraging him to do just that, but she ultimately decides that she should wait until she gets more experience doing this. That's a rather intense sexual fantasy, and she doesn't want to risk the possibility of her panicking and brushing him with her teeth.

After only a few seconds longer than the two minute mark, Ray told her that he was close to his climax, and with excitement, she worked even harder. She quickly mastered the tongue movements and the in-time massaging of his balls as she bobs up and down. Not too long after, she is rewarded for her efforts when he tells her that he is going to finish. She looks up at him and when their eyes meet, he reaches his climax and gives her the reward of his seed. He gasps with pleasure. It's a more intense orgasm than any he has had before. He wonders if being around the huntress magically affects him. He doubts it, but he never knows what is possible with her. He surely didn't think it was possible to get a blow job from her.

She is taken aback by the flavor, but she concludes that it isn't that bad. He's been eating well the last week or so. She looks up at him and swallows. As she does, it crosses her mind how degrading of an act it was that she just performed for him. The huntresses would humiliate her for it if they knew. They would call her a slut.

The thought bothers her, but the look of satisfaction on Ray's face from the climax and the doubly satisfied look from seeing her swallow, put her mind somewhat at ease. It makes her feel good to swallow it. She once read a work from a woman who believed swallowing her man's climax was actually good for her health. Atalanta wonders whether that is true. Ray would be more than happy to test the hypothesis with her she is sure…

"Thank you, Atalanta. That was… amazing." He says, almost dazed.

She gets to her feet and he, for the first time that evening, began to knead her breasts with his hands. He had been holding back from it because he didn't know if she was willing to permit it or not, but her act just now must have shown him she is down for anything. He obviously loves it.

The feeling is more intimate that anything she has felt before. It makes her feel safe, comfortable, and aroused. She loves it. She wishes that he would have done this sooner. She'd have let him knead her breasts everyday, whenever he wanted, if he had tried.

She tells him to stop, softly, and he does instantly. Before he can ask why, she says:

"I can restore your erection, and your stamina. You may even last longer than normal, but I've never used the spell before." She tells him, honestly. "You might feel a searing pain, instead, if I get it wrong." She looks up at him with very timid eyes. She feels submissive after what she just did, and she has a desire to please him, to make him pleased with her.

He starts to knead her breasts with his thumb as he looks at her. She permits it, hoping he'll agree.

The corner of his mouth turns down in a half frown as he thinks about it, but he ultimately agrees, and she raises her hand to his face. Her hand glows red, a color he has never seen it before. Her magic is usually yellow, for healing, orange, blue or purple for defense, and the same hues of fire for attack, but he had never seen the red light before. He's never been one to back down, but it makes him uncomfortable.

The magic leaves her hand with a flick of her wrist and enters his mind. It is uncomfortable. It hurts a little, but he suddenly feels his erection return to him along with a greater lust than was there before.

"It was red because it's a sex spell, I promise. Ray, I swear on the Styx I will never use magic on you for malicious purposes. Did you feel any pain?" She seems overly concerned.

He doesn't respond, he just grabs her and hauls her over to the bath. She smiles as she realizes that the spell worked, and that their night was going to continue.

When Ray had settled into the tub Atalanta, with a blush, removed her panties and joined him. She had not permitted him a look between her legs, but it still made her cheeks red. He comments to her that the water is not as hot as it could be, and she smiles as she warms it up with a wide sweep of her arm.

She swims over to him, as there is more than enough room to do so, and wraps her arms around his neck so that they can kiss passionately. His hands instantly find her breasts and begin to knead them religiously. The action makes her moan into the kiss from the pleasure. After a minute or two he kisses his way down her jaw and her neck, which he lingers on for a minute making her moan loud into the air at the seductive pleasure of it, and then he movies down to her breasts.

He had kissed the tops of her breasts once before and even gave her a bite mark, but this time, as he kisses, licking and bites all over especially on her nipples, she is washed over with pleasure. She likes it more than she thought she would. It makes her feel really good, and she just puts her hands behind her head and allows him to worship her. She can't help but feel proud of herself. She's never considered herself to have excellent breasts as compared to some of the others, but he obviously loves them.

Hit bit down on her left breasts just as he had before, and she cried out in painful pleasure. It left a mark, and she blushed, but also smiled. It makes her proud to have the bite mark, and she had hoped that he would give her another one after Nyx's spell had healed the first.

When he kissed his way back up to her lips, he told her to turn around so he could wash her hair. From then on out, she obeyed all his commands for the rest of the night, but that concluded the intimacy they shared in the tub for the time being. They caresses and motions of his hands on her body were very sexual as he cleaned her body with shampoo and the soap. He really enjoyed rubbing the body wash into her skin, and she even allowed him to touch between her legs briefly, but only briefly, and she didn't allow him to do anymore than clean, but she still moaned at the pleasure. The entire night had made her so wet and ready that the briefed couch made her cry out in pleasure.

When they were done, he had offered to pleasure her with his tongue just as she had done for him, but she turned him down claiming that she was not ready for that, yet. They did not dress after they got out of the tub, simply dried off, and then Ray picked her up with his hands under her thighs and carried her to the bed.

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This will continue in Part.2