Overneath the Path of Misinterpretation (Alvis Alendran&Malicious Lullaby)

As Esther had her orgasm, Wyn leaned forward enough to pop Harrison out of her, and rounded on him suddenly, pulling his cock into her mouth, and sucking. He gasped at the feeling, all while seeing Nathanial smile as he saw. The other man moved to lay beside Esther, and pulled her to his body, both on their sides. He kissed her, while bringing her legs apart, and guiding himself towards her entrance. Nathanial surrendered size to Harrison, but seemed to make up for it in terms of sheer skill at what he did. Plunging up into Esther he ground his hips into her, his body touching against her clit with each rolling thrust. It wasn't the kind of primal fury that Harrison had used, but a steady, measured thing that simply never let up.

Harrison leaned his head back with a groan, the feel of Wyn around his cock making his head swim. What... was... she... doing to him?!? He gave a gasp as he came, Wyn sliding him forward to slide him directly into her throat, no hesitation to the move. When she slid him out, after milking him, She winked, adn gestured over to teh bed where nathanial was busily working on Esther. Harrison moved to the bed, climbing up. He wanted a proper go at Esther, adn he was going to get one. He slid up behind her, biting down on her neck.

Her hands moved through her hair and she opened her eyes slowly as the last waves of her orgasm rode out and she was left steps closer to cloud nine. Her vision blurred momentarily but focused and in time to find Nathaniel beside her. She smiled at him, her body moving willingly to his and her legs opening up just as easily. A soft gasp came from her as he filled her deeply and she didn’t even think about his size. He knew how to work what he had and that always mattered to her more than anything else. She moaned softly, her hand moving beside her to grip the bedding tightly while her other moved around Nathaniel’s neck, kissing him with a lustful passion. Yeah, she was all about the lust and sex right now, easily submitting to it. What could she say? She was a natural-born sub who liked to take control from time to time but mostly could turn to putty in the right hands.

She’d no idea what was happening to Harrison but if Wyn did go down on him, he was about to be blown away, pun intended. Her lips parted from Nathaniel’s and her arm slid down from around his neck, falling onto the bed, she gripping the sheets tightly. She wasn’t very loud but it was clear Nathaniel did wonders. So she didn’t moan incredibly loudly, rather panted. Although the look on her face said more than moans could. Esther was in heaven, absolute pleasurable heaven.
That bite, she moaned. With a glance back, she found Harrison behind her and it made her cheeks flush. He was right there behind her while someone else was having a go at her. Nothing more like a ‘wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am’ then that right there but instead, she turned slightly, enough to access his lips better and kissed him. She poured a lot more than she did before, and certainly a lot more meaning than when Nathaniel or Wyn kissed her. Esther poured some emotion into that kiss. A song did nothing to serenade, she couldn’t express it in words, so perhaps she could express is it in her kiss. That maybe that was enough or a start to what she couldn’t say out of her own fear. Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to hope either.

Maybe, just maybe.

Harrison leaned into the kiss Esther was giving him, a little surprised at the amount of passion that she threw into the gesture. Esther was clearly trying to say something without speaking with the move, adn Harrison would have had to be rather stupid to miss out on her meaning. There was a part of him that wanted to part from the kiss, take a moment, think about any other gestures he might make with Esther and what could be interpreted from them, but then he was putting himself into the kiss, returning that fire, that pasion, that eagerness. He moved closer to Esther, bringing himself more in contact with her, cleaerly wishing Nathanial would surrender his place inside of ehr. The otrher man was having nothing of it, pushing himself a little more into the act of moving Esther along.

Harrison almost growled into the kiss, wanting to be inside of Esther more than he could describe right then. His cock was pressed against her back, and Wyn arrived. She leaned over Ether, leaning her way down, and running her tongue over her nipples., a hand massaging Esther's breasts, working on the woman more pronouncedly. Harrison reached hands down, one of them rubbing along Wyn's slit, plunging fingers into her, and the smaller woman moned aloud at the attention. Harrison slid his finger down to add a little more stimulation onto Esther's slit, figuring if he could have her right away, he'd move Nathanial and her along so he could.

It was all or nothing, kind of. She wanted to say it all but words failed her often when it came to the truth and expressing how she felt, especially when it came to things like this. Although, when she felt that he was kissing him back and not holding back one bit, her heart fluttered and she melted. For a moment, it was just her and Harrison, in her mind at least. Just them two and no one else, no Nathaniel being inside of her and relentlessly making her feel loads of pleasure and no Wyn. Just her and Harrison. But as Nathaniel pushed further along, he broke through that little imagination and she was brought back into reality. Still, she didn’t stop kissing Harrison. And every part of her felt amazing. Nathaniel worked it so well, Wyn was this little minx and Harrison was just…Harrison.

Her hand reached in back of her and moved along Harrison’s very delicious cock, fingers wrapping snugly around it and stroking him. She could feel just how hot, heavy and big he was and she wanted him inside of her, so badly. Esther parted her lips from his and she moaned deeply, pushing her hips into Nathaniel’s, meeting his thrusts. She was close already and then more was just added to it when she felt her clitoris stimulated. Her eyes closed and her hips jerked a little bit in response, a louder moan coming from her. She felt that pleasure radiate through her and it took all she had not to just scream.

Panting hard, she gripped Harrison’s cock a little tighter but didn’t let up on the stroking while her other hand gripped somewhere on the bed. Her toes curled, she felt that delicious bloom deep in her belly and then she saw fireworks and stars in a perfect symphony of color when she squeezed her eyes shut. She came again, harder than before when Wyn went down on her and she cried out in absolute ecstasy. Not really screaming, but neither was she quiet.

Harrison blew out a breath as Esther moved to stroke his cock, keeping a hold on it. The absolutel moment he felt Esther getting off, He pulled on her, sliding Nathanial out of her. The other man simly grabbed his wife, adn rolled her onto him. Wyn slid him nto her without a moment of hesitation, crying out and working her hips hard. Nathanial closed his eyes for a moent, clearly having been very close to his own finish from Esther, but it was Wyn who finished him off. Harrison pushed himself up onto Esther, feeling her hand bringing his cock around to her entrance, and he sank into her without another thought.

Bucking his hips hard, and gathering her cloes to him he begn to work on her with almost wild abandon, clearly having wanted to be inside of her as badly as she'd been wanting him. He kissed her hard, fire and lust in the action, before breaking the kiss and biting down on her shoulder, hard enough to leave a heavy mark. Harrison had missed the feeling of being inside of Esther. Amy had been fun, he'd have to admit that, but he found Esther was just more...passionate, had a certain raw, natural sexual energy to her that drew him in. He could get used to that feeling. Nathanail and Wyn smiled to one another as Wyn worked her hips over her husband. She'd be wanting more from Harrison soon, but they would certainly give Esther her turn with the man. It was clear she'd been almost desperate for such.

Her body felt like it was shaking, buzzing with so much pleasure. It was such a wonderful feeling and it felt like a lot of tension just relaxed. As if what felt like the weight of the world disappeared from her shoulders. Also incredibly sobering.
As Harrison moved on top of her, her free moved up his strong arms and she opened her eyes slowly, taking sight of him right there. It was like a dream come true all over again. And this time she swore, when this night was over and she went back home and back into reality, she’d get her head out of the clouds and start being practical. Realistic. Otherwise this was going to kill her. Her legs opened to better accommodate him and she guided him to her entrance, a sigh of pure carnal satisfaction coming from her as he filled her so deeply. She snaked her arms around his neck an leaned up, meeting his lips.

Esther kissed him with combinations of lust, passion, heat and like once more she was trying to say something that words wouldn’t express out of fear. If she stayed on about this, about how she felt for this guy, she’d feel like the world’s most pathetic loser, pining after a man she clearly couldn’t and wouldn’t ever have. But for now, she let herself enjoy. Tonight, it was about living like she hadn’t ever before and not letting the fears stop her. As their lips parted, Esther moaned a deep moan, her knees sliding up his hips and her head pushing back into the pillow. Her eyes closed and as she raked her nails down his back, deeply too. Hey, he wanted to leave his mark, she’d leave hers. Proof of a wonderful romp-job well done.

Harrison gasped, groaning, feeling a bit of a tingle when he felt teh nails raking down his back, almost gouging lines in his flesh. He had always loved it when a womnan was willing to show as much enjoyment as he was. And Etsher was certainly delivering on that! Harrison ground his hips into her, sliding forward a little to give him a better angle, plunging into her deeper, faster, stronger. There was a certain air of almost fury to his actions, like the actions that he was taking tonight were something long pent up and sought after. He had to admit that he'd been hoping, but not expecting, the chance to be with Esther again at the party.

Wyn and Nathanial were certainly enjoying one another, they always did. But they had to be honest, it wasn't the main reason they did these things. It was to do things differently, and to experience things that they couldn't normally. Watching Harrison and Esther ravage one another like animals certainly had an effect on both of the other peopel in the room, but Wyn had to admit that she wanted a good taste of that.

Harrison began to grunt in time, far too arroused to be doing anything but looking for a finish of sorts, and he could already feel himself swelling within Esther. He was getting close very very quickly.

She felt that deeper plunge all through her body, shivers running up her spine and she threw her head back and cried out deeply. She dug her nails in place into his back, holding on for all might. Harrison never failed to deliver and he always gave her amazing pleasure, the pleasure of her life really. Plus it was more to the pleasure. It was just being with him. She liked being with him, she liked being around him and spending time with him. As much as she liked him inside of her, ravaging her like this. She didn’t think she’d be able to have him tonight but she was damn well glad she was able to.

Her moans became louder and her right hand slid down his back, once more running her nails along his skin, down to his beautiful derriere where she grabbed his left cheek and gripped it, as if oh so encouragingly. She could feel the swell of him and the more he hit that delicious spot inside of her, that part that was already bursting, the more she was brought closer and closer again. She was on a roll but she learned that once she had one orgasm, multiple ones weren’t difficult to follow after, considering she was already so sensitive and everything was heightened. Esther could feel herself shaking. She leaned forward and bit down on his shoulder, leaving her own mark like he did for her and she moaned loudly, though partly muffled. Her walls constricted around his thick girth and her world was fogged by a world of pleasure unlike any other. It felt so intense this time, like always, but even more than ever before. Her teeth released his shoulder and she moaned out his name. The context and tone of just his name alone screaming with pure carnal satisfaction, bliss and ecstasy.

Harrison gave a half cry of his own, his release long and hard, a full body shudder shaking him as he finished. He leaned down and kissed Esther hard, all his remaining passion in that move. As he looked over, he saw Wyn and Nathanial smiling, and gesturing them over. Harrison, curious, moved over, and Wyn pressed a condom into his hand. He frowned, but opened it, and slid it on. The small woman gripped his shaft, and led him around, lining him up with her ass. She smiled back at him, and pushed her hips back to start sliding him into her. Nathanial reached for Esther, bringing her over to him, and giving her somehting of a guide to straddle his face, while she looked at Wyn.

Harrison pushed forward, sinking into Wyn deeply, giving a faint gasp at the tightness her found. Wyn's eyes fluttered a moment at the feeling of it before leaning forward for some support, which made her put her hands on Esther's shoulder, and kiss the other woman. Nathanial took that opportunity to run his tongue along Esther's clit, beginning his own well practiced work.

Esther felt his fully body shudder during his own release and she whimpered pleasurably, her nails releasing him, her arms falling beside her and her feet touching the bed once more. She felt utterly spent and didn’t know anything anymore. Esther Martin was gone, folks. But apparently there were new plans in store for her as she suddenly felt Harrison’s absence and then her body being pulled. She managed to crack open her eyes to at least have some idea of what’s going on when she saw Nathaniel guiding her to sit over his face. Her hands rest on his legs, one knee going on either side of his head and then she felt hands on her. In a daze, she looked up and saw Wyn, catching a glimpse of Harrison behind her but Esther couldn’t contemplate or comprehend anything. She let the other woman kiss her and her hands moved around her cheeks, returning the kiss with a lot of oomph. She even moaned into the kiss as Nathaniel started his works, blessing her with his skills. Her lips parted from Wyn’s and she trailed her lips along her neck, biting, sucking, nibbling, even licking. She wanted to leave marks. No one should forget this night.

Wyn had her hands in motion, sliding them down Esther, massaging her breasts as she tilted her head to let the other woman work on her. Wyn could scarcely believe all that was going on. This had certainly been one of the more successful and enjoyable evenings. She'd have to encourage Harrison to hold parties like this more often. And certainly invite Esther along. It would be a terrible shame otherwise. She could feel Harrison and Nathanial both within her, the grinding motion that they used making her breath hitch. It was almost too much, these two men and Esther all at once, but Wyn wouldn't let herself fail. She had to keep going, make this last stretch end on a high note. Nathanial redoubled his efforts, his tongue delving up into Esther, all the while his hand had moved over to begin a steady and merciless assault on her clit.

Harrison was abundantly aware that this was going to be the end of thigns tnoight, he sinply wouldn't have anything left to him after all of this. Esther and Wyn, and the whole incredible night. But it was all worth it, all of it. As wyn moved her head, adn Esther began to work on Wyn's neck, Harrison reached around to get a hold of Esther, and lifted her face up. Kissing her right beside Wyn was a strange feeling, but not one that he felt any aversion to. Still he poured his passion, his desire, adn his driving need into the action. There would be little room for interpretation on such a gesture.

Her teeth pressed down against the softness of her skin to bite but even as she did that, she still sucked hard on her neck, wanting to leave an everlasting impression of this night as a reminder. At least for a couple of days. It was deeply erotic one man beneath her, his tongue probing her in all the right spots while she made out, or felt up a woman who was being taken by them both? Esther could not quite recall how she had gotten here but she was chocking this up as the belated college experience she never got to have.
It was a good thing she’d most likely never see these people again. Nathaniel, perhaps one of the most gorgeous men she ever laid eyes on ever, in her entire life—aside from Harrison—was going down on her. She remembered her reaction in seeing him again, then to when she first met him.

The jolt of pleasure she got when his fingers artfully and skillfully teased her clit obliterated any possible thoughts. The wonderful hands that belonged to Wyn worked her breasts like they were two pieces of art; she had musician hands. She knew when to be rough, she knew when to be gentle. It was a wholly other erotic sense that left her so writhing that she might not wake for a good while after this, neither might she truly recognize whoever she woke up next to at first, if she woke up beside anyone.

The sealing moment was Harrison. He leaned forward from behind Wyn and she caught his movement as he loomed near. Esther lifted her head, her lips brushing slightly around the back of Wyn’s ear before her lips touched Harrison’s. She leaned a little closer now and confident in her poise to not suffocate Nathaniel, her hands cupped around Harrison’s cheeks and she kissed him with a full force of passion, the same that he exuded. She melted. She might have lost herself completely from Nathaniel’s ministrations. Or Wyn’s touch. Or definitely Harrison’s kiss. She wasn’t sure. It was all a sort of haze, a sort blur that sort of mutated into one whole deeply fragmented, distorted image. Yet one she was very vividly aware of.

Harrison Lost himself a moment, letting the feelings of the evening mingle together, creating a simply divine haze of incredible feeling. Wyn ground herself back into him, pushing everyone involved into a higher state of need, a need for release. Harrison groaned into the kiss with Esther. It was not something he was going to be letting go of, something that he fully intended to keep as long as he could. He felt himself start to swell within Wyn, constricting things even tighter, before he finally gasped out his finish. Nathanial was right behind him, wyn giving a fluttering cry as she added to the mix, feeling both men let go within her, it was an intoxicating feeling. All involved finally had to surrender to the demands of the flesh, and began to slump.

Harrison managed to extricate himself from Wyn, but kept a hold of Esther, guiding her away from Nathanial. Wyn simply settled onto her husband, and they both turned to watch Harrison lead Esther to lay down beside him, facing him. He finally let off of the kiss they had been sharing, only to rteturn to it, but differently this time. Gentle, soft, but still nearly screaming out with affection. he smiled at her a moment before a combination of alcohol and exhaustion took over him.

Everyone else all came apart too. Wyn did, Harrison did—she felt it in his kiss—and so did Nathaniel. Esther came down from hers and she expected Harrison to pull away perhaps while Nathaniel and Wyn went along on one side of the bed to canoodle but he didn’t. In fact, he never parted their lips even as he pulled her away and curled her to his side. It was so different and so sweet even—gentle—and it made her swoon. It changed from this searing and passionate kiss with so much heat to something so gentle and sweet, like he might be either savoring or cherishing and it was the perfect end to what had started out as such a nerve-wracking night.

The haze of alcohol acted as courage but she was also thankful that she wasn’t blackened out. She would remember and this wasn’t a night she wanted to forget. The best part happened tonight; there was something different in the way she and Harrison kissed and while it would be so Esther to over-analyze, she was trying not to. Thankfully, the influence of alcohol and so much tiredness consumed her and when their lips parted, she fell asleep as well beside him. Not before she took a moment to just admire him, asleep and at peace. She curled up closer to him, taking solace and comfort in his strong arms and let the sleep take her for the night.

Harrison didn't last after the parting, letting hismelf fall into an alcohol fuelled doze. He wasn't unaware of the situation, of his positioning, of how he kept Esther close to him. He didn't speak, he didn't have the mind to do so, he just kept her close with a faintly voiced growl. It was instinct now, a possessive one, but he highly doubted there'd be any objection. He made a very brief mental note to thank Nathanial and Wyn in the morning. He let the haze overtake him, and fall into a sleep.

Nathanial and Wyn both looked at the other couple that occupied space on the bed.
"Something there." She observed. Nathanial put his arms around her.
"Clearly. To us perhaps. Perhaps to themselves now. Assuming they recall this at all." He pointed out.
"I would hope so. It would be something of a waste if they didn't. There was a lot to appreciate." Wyn smiled as she leaned back into him.
"Indeed. But mayhaps we should leave them to their time here. It might be best they not awaken with others present should they wish to discuss the change in situation." Wyn nodded. It took some effort for her to stand, her legs felt shaky to say the least. Checking hte closet, they did come across a set of robes, and avail themselves to them. Scooping their clothes up, they slipped across the hall into an empty room, and made themselves at home there.

The party took care of itself, the staff helping those who needed to sleep to rooms, and those that needed to leave to their vehicles. Or into a waiting vehicle to take them home. This was not the first time that such had been needed, and it was highly unlikely to be the last either.

Morning was dawning, the light fo the sun starting to creep into the room. Harrison coudl feel the heat on his back, creeping across him. His eyes cracked open carefully, looking at what was in front of hinm. Esther was still there, his arm around her. There was a slow, lazy smile on his face. This was not the first time he'd woken up beside her, but there wasn't anyone else here this time. It was...a good feeling he found. It felt right, proper. He shifted only slightly, getting her situated along him a little more. He wasn't in any hurry to get up. Not when he had something like this. There was the insitnct, the thought, that maybe he could wake up like this more often. He'd had others like this, waking up beside someone had rarely felt like anything other than waking up with another warm body beside him. This warm body would never be mistaken from anyone but Esther.

She had slept some of the best sleep in a while. She seemed to always sleep better in the arms of a man but this wasn’t just any man. No, Esther was deeply aware the entire night that the strong arms around her belonged to Harrison and it made the sleep that much better. Since she was living a dream right now, she didn’t dream of anything. She was in the arms of a man who kind of changed her life in a way she hadn’t realized that night at his estate and there wasn’t anyone beside them.

Wait…was there? Wasn’t there also Wyn and Nathaniel? Well, so much for a dream because then perhaps the arms around her weren’t of Harrison’s but of Nathaniel’s. Perhaps Harrison was spooning Wyn now. Would that be allowed? When did she turn into a jealous woman?

Her eyes fluttered open when her dreamless state warped into that of a dream of a horrible nightmare and she felt an arm pulling her back closer. Turning her head, she managed to adjust herself onto her back and she was so thankful for the sight behind her; Harrison. She breathed a small sigh of relief and turned to face him now, noticing his eyes were open as well. She was sure her head was pounding but at the moment, she didn’t feel it since she was too focused on the gorgeous man with her.

Her hand lifted so she could trace her fingers along his cheek and she did it in a sort of wonder, as if she didn’t fully believe he was real. That she was still dreaming and any moment she’d wake up and be back at home, in her bed and all alone. “Is this real?” She whispered.

Good things like this didn’t come to her. Not that she avidly sought them out but she didn’t seek Harrison out. It just…kind of…happened. She wanted to believe that she had a chance though, that perhaps she could explore something with him. She just didn’t want to end up like Mallory. It seemed like any woman could really fall for this man but whether he fell for them in return…that could be the destructive point.

She couldn’t fall for him. Even if everything felt so right with him, right now. “Morning.” She blushed a little bit, once realizing that this wasn’t a dream. He felt real. The more she touched his cheek, the more she believed that she had already woken up from sleep and not alone in her bed. In this magical bed with this man.

Harrison looked at Esther as she faced him, her finger along his cheek. At her question, he had to smile. he moved his head, gently kissing her finger, before he equally gently bit her finger, the motion making him smile.
"Does that answer your question? Does it feel real to you now?" He asked her at a whisper. He left the lazy smile on his face, enjoying the moment. He had last night firmly in his mind. There had been a lot fo communication going on without words, and it hadn't been lost on him. Esther was not properly interested in something casual with him, she was hooked on this kind of moment with him it seemed. He had to admit he was rather partial to them himself.

He had to be careful. He was very fond of Esther. But he didn;t know her as well as he wanted to, not well enough to say what he wanted from her in the future. And he had to keep that in mind. A quick relationship could be a fine thing, but it could leave lasting damage if not handled properly. Mallory had been a mistake. An enjoyable one to be certain, btu not one he should have made. Lloyd had done him a favour in the end by forcing his hand. He didn't want Esther to be caught up in something like that. But he didn't want to let her go either. It was a tough spot to be in. He raised his hand and rest it on her cheek. Turnabout was, after all, fair play.
"Morning indeed." He murmured to her.

Esther knew better. Just because she was able to finally put her past with Chad away and finally let go of it, didn’t mean anything. She knew better than to get her hopes up with something like this. It didn’t matter how she might have wanted it; for all she knew, she just really enjoyed being in bed with him doing stuff, cuddling or just sleeping. For all she knew, she had really missed being this way with a guy. So perhaps there was nothing there at all.

She’d be lying to herself if she believed that because it wasn’t just any guy. She wasn’t in love with him but she could very easily fall for him. She wasn’t going to go of course because that was just crazy. She liked to play things by the ear and that seemed especially true in this situation.

Still, she’d allow herself some enjoyment. After all, the morning after didn’t need to be awkward. It could be sweet and something of an everlasting impression.

He kissed her finger and then even bit it and she smiled big. “I do believe it does.” Shivers ran up her spine as he cupped her cheek. She turned her face into his hand and pressed a small kiss at the center of his palm, just in case he needed to know if this was real or not either. She doubted it and the instinct to do that came to her without planning to. It just seemed natural.

“How did you sleep?” There were many other things she wanted to say but she refrained. Her head was pounding which probably didn’t help matters and perhaps just small and innocent chatter would be a nice ice breaker until she figured out the right thing to say at the most opportune moment.

"Like a stone, I must admit. Liquor and a lot...enjoyable distractions tend to have that effect on me." He admit with a smirk. He recaleld all too clearly how far gone Esther had been last night, with everything that had been done to her she'd been so thoroughly worked on by everyone involved. He'd be surprised if she actually recalled everything towards the end. "I hope you found the bed to your satisfaction."

His thumb worked along her cheek gently, the callous there scraping along her gently, the roughness contrasted by the smoothness of her. He could get up. Have breakfast served. Get something for the likely hangover that Esther was probably going to be suffering. Or...he could just stay here. Watch her awhile longer. And the mroe he thought about it, the more it seemed like a good idea to be honest. The sun was blissfully warm on his back, adn he had no doubt once it crawled a little higher, Esther would get some benefit from it too. it might take an hour, but he had the time to burn.

Esther smiled gently and started to nod her head but stopped immediately after a couple of nods. It didn’t exactly bode well for her throbbing headache. But Harrison talking and simply being with him like this helped to take her mind off of her hangover. That was a good thing since she didn’t relish the idea of moving just yet. Plus, she was pretty sure it was Saturday or Sunday, one of the weekend days. She didn’t know which one but she knew she didn’t have to be at the school. “I reckon that helps.” She said softly. “Mm, the bed makes me hate my bed at home and I made sure to buy a damn good one too.” She grinned. “I have to admit, I’m afraid to move.” For several reasons, but the two more important ones were thus:

If she moved, that ended their moment. And if she moved, she’d most likely feel the brunt of everything she had blissfully been put through the night before.

Oh, she didn’t forget any part of it. Sure, she could just focus on the Harrison bits of it but she held Nathaniel and Wyn in such a high regard, she couldn’t forget them and they were part of the mind-blowing experience. Hell, they helped to make it so mind-blowing.

Her eyes closed and she let herself give in to his roughened touch which was an enticing contrast to the soft skin of her cheek. “Last night…” Despite her headache, her mind was screaming at her to not bring it up. To bring up anything else but last night but she had already started it. “Pretty…wild, huh?” For lack of a better word. It was one of those moments she felt thankful her eyes were closed, especially for the rush of color to her cheeks.

Harrison had to smile at her words. Apt really.
"Hmm, yes, a good enough word for it. There was certainly some wild behaviour going on in this room." He agreed, sure that she'd be able to hear the smirk on his face. It was hard not too. It was a night that he'd not rightly forget any time soon. "quite a performance by all involved, would't you say?" Harrison asked faintly. If there was one thing he was sure about, it was that he knew utterly no shame or embarrassment for much of anything he'd done. Least of all last night. He made a mental note to thank Wyn and Nathanial for including both of them in last nights festivities.

"If you're scared to move..." He said quietly, his thumb moving down to run along the edge of her jaw. "...then don't. We've got time."

The tone of his voice, she couldn’t tell entirely but it sounded like he was taunting her. Braving it, she opened her eyes and looked at him and there he was, smirking at her. It was this sexy smolder that made her heart beat fast. How was it that one man could look this good, even in the morning? She must look like hell. First from being hung over and two from waking up after having a night of really wild and amazing sex. She must have a bird’s nest of something on top of her head in place of hair but at the same time, she didn’t really care. Because if she really was so hideous, surely he would have said something by now, either by way or words or by jumping out the window…

“Uh… She laughed slightly. “Yeah, it was. Definitely nothing I was expecting, but then again, I suppose I can just add it to my list of things that I have done before I die. Never knew a foursome was on my bucket list though.” She smiled.

She’d have to find a way to thank them both, that is if she could look either of them in the eye. And just because she slept with her student didn’t mean she could look him in the eye. After all, all of these accounts of things she had done that she wouldn’t normally do were on account of the alcohol she drank. I really need to stop drinking… It’d be probably be a good idea.

Esther was robbed of her breath as his thumb traced along her jaw, her chin tilting up a little bit as she looked at him. She bit her lower lip. “Okay.” She said softly. “I’ll stay right here.” She scooted just a tiny smidgen closer to him, smiling a little bit at him.

Harrison smiled at her again, warmth in it, affection.
"Well, those are the best thigns to cross off the list. The ones you didn't even know you wanted." He told her softly. As she shifted a little closer, he shifted his hand from her face to trail along her back, fingers lightly brushing along her spine. Esther was a woman he had to admit tended to get stuck in his mind. WYn had been a very apealing person to be with, but his attention had come to Esther, time and again, and he had to admit that there had to be more to it than just blind luck or opportunity. He'd been ready to wrench her away from Nathanial, take her for his own. And that wasn't typical of him. He didn't get so hung up on one woman that he needed to act like an idiot alpha male.

Harrison had to admit that if he could get away with it, he'd love to just while the day away right here, in the coming sunlight with Esther. He didn't want to surrender the moment. he knew once he got up the whole thign risked becoming awkward, different in the light of the next day, of the nature of adults needing to reconcile their actions. He regret nothing. And he hoped Esther didn't regret it either. He hesitated over his next words, knowing that once he put them out there, he couldn't get them back again.
"You know...we don't only have to see one another during events like this. We try seeing one another...more privately." He offered.

Shivers ran up her spine with the way his fingers traced along her back, down her spine. If she was a kitten, she’d totally be purring right now. And if this is what it was like to cuddle with Harrison the morning after some of the raciest and raunchiest sex she ever had, well then she could definitely get used to this. “I think that list is starting to grow quickly.” Almost getting fired for apparently hitting on a psychotic student, nearly sleeping with James at school, sleeping with a student, even though Alex was no longer her student technically at the time and now this? She went from no action or activity with the opposite sex for half a decade to being thrown full throttle into it.

Her breathing stopped for a moment by the words he spoke and it was impossible to take her gaze from his. Did he really just say that? Ignoring her headache for the moment, Esther sat up and she pushed him onto his back and moved on top of him, straddling his hips and resting her hands down on his chest. That way, if he tried to back track or run away, he wouldn’t be able to. Okay, maybe he would since he was freakishly strong and had the will of an ox but she would be damned if she didn’t try.

The bird’s nest of her long hair fell over the right side of her shoulder. It didn’t look as wild but kind of gave an edge to her, a sort of sexy edge that she didn’t typically embrace. “Harrison Trenton, are you…” She bit her lower lip, afraid that if she put some kind of label to it he’d back track or decide to take it back. But at least he had nowhere to run, right? “…Are you asking me out? On a date?” And by the way the bright and huge smile appeared on her face, it was clear she wasn’t saying no. Simply wanting him to say it again. What could she say? It was exciting that there was apparently more to sex these days. Dates still existed. Her only example since her celibate life was Caughlin.

Harrison smiled at Esther, his eyes partly closed with a contented and almost smug look to him.
"No, Esther Marting, I am not asking you on a date. I am asking you on what should be several of them. In succession, and hopefully they can end fairly well for us both. Assuming you're not...othwsie engaged?" He all but murmured this last, his hands coming up to close on either side fo her ribs, not pulling her away, but rather locking her in place. His smile, so content, so sure of itself, an edge of warning hunger to it that Esther couldn't miss.

There was a certain air to how Harrison acted when waking up with a woman in the morning, especially one that neither party had any regrets over. And the fact they'd had company the night before did nothing to change his attitude in that regard. Esther had a way about her that he never quite placed, a kind fo natural enrgy to her that had him always on the edge of a very primal response. Granted she'd never seemed to mind this, and neither did he, but it did leave him wondering what it was about her specificaly that kept drawing him in. And was it a regular thing, would it always be like that, or was it just something he had to get out of his system. He had to admit he was more than slightly curious.