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Last of the Dark Elves (Me & Gavlois)

Theora blinked feeling him shake her slightly, she was just stating the truth but she knew he loved her so much, she knew he didn't want to lose her. She cleared her throat and sighed before she pulled herself back to her senses. Her hair was in a long braid down her back, she wore her helmet and under it she wore the band that marked her as a Princess.

She heard her father call her down, saying that Cylian had arrived. She came down and entered into the dining hall shining as bright as a start. She made her way down the center between isles before she came to stand beside Elrond staring over at Cylian she bowed her head softly. Lady Galadriel appeared out of no where and smiled down at the both of them.

"We are gathered here to day to unite these elves, bind them forever as mates." She spoke up, the whole hall fell silent. "Princess Theora, do you swear by the graces to keep your people and your husband safe, and if the time comes, do you promise to guide him in royal duties if you are to become Queen?" she asked.

Theora lifted her head and stared at Galadriel. "I Theora of the Dark Elfs, Crown Princess and heir of my fallen father, promise and swear on my life to do as you said." she said before she bowed her head slightly. Galadriel turned to Cyian and smiled. "Do you Cyian, sear by the graces to listen to your wife if you are to be Prince, do you promise to always be there for her, help her and love her?" Galadriel said.

Elrond had been given two silver rings one for each of them. Interesting thing though, Theora wore a half onyx half wood ring on her right hand, it stood for The Dark Elves and the house of Lord Elrond. As the waited for Cyian to answer, Theora was trying to stay strong bot something was eating away at her insides and making her feel scared.
 
"I, Cylian, heir to the house of Dwin'ghymn, swear to the gods and on my life that I promise to do so." That was the sealing line for them both. With it, they were basically bound for eternity. Cylian had the same feelings of fear within him, though he couldn't tell what he was afraid of, exactly.

Perhaps he felt inadequate when compared to the Princess. Or maybe it was that when it came to fighting and protection, the Princess would do a better job protecting him than the other way around. Whatever it was, it left a very uneasy feeling in his heart. He held out his hand for Elrond to put on the rings. Elrond had first put a silver ring on the ring finger of Theora's left hand, which wasn't occupied by the onyx-wooden ring. He then turned to Cylian, giving him his own ring to signify that they were now bound by the gods as a couple.

There was also the matter of the mission tomorrow. Cylian was confused as to why he was called on for the mission, as well as what it was they were dealing with. Elrond had been elusive on the details when he asked him. Cylian was only an intermediate bow user at best, no where near the skill level of Theora. He hoped he'd be able to be of some use during the mission.
 
Cylain was in luck, he wouldn't be untrained for long. Theora was going to teach him everything he needed to know which might help him along the way of their journey. After the feast was over Theora looked over at her new husband. It was Cylian who had got them into this marriage, he had wanted her so he had her now. Theora nodded her head and then looked over at her father and smiled softly.

It was Elven custom to consummate the marriage that night, this would be the final act of bonding them together as husband and wife for life. Theora knew this but she knew nothing about how to pleasure a man or how to be pleasured, she really never had time to learn such things and Elrond made sure to keep her safe and focused on being a warrior. Theora stood up and kissed Elrond's cheeks telling him good night.

"You are to follow, you are to spend the night with your new wife here. I warn you though Lord Cylian, Lady Theora may be a tough and seasoned Warrior when it comes to protecting this land and our people but she is an innocent maiden when it comes to mating." Ara said to Cylian as she bowed low. "All I ask is that you be patient and gentle with my Princess when you take her virginity tonight." Ara said before she blushed and left him to follow after Theora.
 
Cylian knew that this was of his doing. His desire for Theora had gotten them into this situation, but it wasn't like he was completely against it. He had gotten what he wanted, but in the flurry of events that came with it, he was swept along by the current, feeling quite lost indeed. He went to greet the guests for a short while before it was time for him and Theora to head off.

When Ara left him, he thought her words for a moment. He'd always seen Theora as a warrior, one that could do almost anything. Yet, when it came to something like this, it was strange how Theora didn't know anything about it. He quickly followed along with Theora, quickly getting into stride beside her. He could feel that something wasn't quite right with her, though he couldn't figure out what. "Lady Theora, I... Are you feeling alright?" He asked softly. He may have wanted her, yes, and he still did, but that didn't change the fact that she was his newlywed, and care should come before all else.

Along the way to their room, Cylian couldn't help but think of the mission tomorrow. He was reasonably nervous about it, seeing as it has been a while since he's been out of Rivendell, and the only time he had been away was to go on an errand to a nearby village for his father's business. He shook the thoughts out of his head as they arrived at their room, and he waited for Theora to enter the room first before following suite.
 
"There is no need to call me that anymore when we are together Cyian or if your with my father. You can call me plain old Theora." she said softly and then looked up at her new husband as she shut the bedroom door behind her. "I am just a bit worried about seeing my Uncle again and I don't want to leave father all alone." she said and then shook her head. "Now is not the time to worry about such things, we are newly married we should be happy." she said not really thinking about sex.

Theora pulled her armor off along with her weapons, she was now only in her robes and her royal head band. She pushed open the door to the balcony and walked out onto it, she stood at the railing and looked up at the stair, her long hair soon came undone from its braid and it flew around her in a white curtain as the wind blew it. Theora sighed and leaned her head against the cold stone wall of the house. "I promise to protect you with my life Cylian but I am also going to teach you how to fight and use weapons." she whispered.

Theora turned and looked at the handsome man and a smile came to her face. "At lease I married a handsome looking man, I was always scared I would get paired up with some gross old fool." she said and walked back into the bedroom and closed the doors to the balcony behind her. Theora then made her way to a chair and sat down in it, she closed her eyes and let out a huge sigh, she was glad that she didn't have to deal with guests anymore, it sure was tiring.
 
"No, you are still Lady Theora to me. You may have been married to me, but you are still a Princess." He said firmly, gazing over at her as she talked about her uncle. Uncle? Is that what this mission was about? The curiosity was killing him, but Theora was already troubled enough without having to be bothered by his questions. He stood by the table and chairs at the center of the room while Theora headed out onto the balcony.

The sight from behind her was an almost enchanting one. The gleam of the sunset reflecting off her long white hair painted a very peaceful image, and in that moment Theora seemed almost vulnerable, but those who knew her would know better. The whisper would have been too soft for a regular human to catch, but he heard it clearly. Cylian nodded a bit; if he was to be trained by Theora, he would feel better about the mission. At least he'd learn to be of some use instead of being a burden. "I appreciate it, Lady Theora."

He smiled at her comment, though it was more of a result of seeing one of her rare smiles. It was very much different from her usual emotionless face, and it accentuated her beauty. Cylian placed a light hand on her shoulder, giving her what reassurance he could. "Why thank you, although I'm sure there's quite a few handsome elves out there." When she sighed, he moved behind her and began to rub her shoulders gently, the thought of this being the first time he's had more than just a handshake with Theora. "I hope the ceremony wasn't too much for you. I know how much being in front of those guests is." He wasn't lying. He had been to several parties on occasion thanks to his father hosting them here and there, and he was always left with the task of holding down the fort.
 
Theora blushed slightly when she felt his touch but she did not push it away, she welcomed him touch, she relaxed and closed her eyes allowing his hands touch her shoulders. "I won't lie then, Father and my friend Legolas are handsome as well then." she said but leaned more into his touch. "Father always likes to make the ceremonies big but I am alright, this one wasn't as bad as some of his others, don't tell that to him though." She said and laughed softly.

"If I am your princess Cyian then I order you to call me just Theora when we are alone." she said gently and moved one of her small hands up and gently touched his. Unlike most of the royals, Lords and Ladies, her hands were slightly rough and callused from all her work with weapons and riding on horses and such. She was still a bit nervous about losing her virginity to him but she would follow tradition if she liked it or not, she had to think of her people and what her father would want.

She may be a Princess and maybe one day a Queen but her family and her people came before her needs and wants. That was how she had been taught all her life with her birth parents. Elrond had tried to get that out of her but it never worked, that was just the way of the Dark Elves. Theora winced slightly as his hand moved over a wound and she stood up and stared at him but relaxed and gently reached out and touched his hand.

"Sorry, I should have told you about the wound, its not your fault, its mind. I am not mad at you in any way." she said as the words came tumbling out. You could tell that she was embarrassed by what had just happened and all of this new wedding stuff that had come up.
 
Her laughter rang in his ears like music. He had never heard the princess laugh before, and had he waited longer, he would have wondered if she was even capable of such a feat. Nonetheless, it did make her seem much more approachable, just like anyone else. It was amazing what some simply joy and happiness could do to one's image. His hands work slowly yet expertly across the muscles of her shoulders.

"As you wish then... Theora." It felt so unnatural for him to say her name just like that. Although Cylian had at one pointed wanted Theora to be his, he hadn't expected it to be so much more complicated. It was too late to be having any sort of regret, and if there was one thing he regretted, it was not being able to be fully prepared to be married to Theora, although it had all more or less worked out in the end.

Cylian couldn't shake the thought that there was still something else bothering Theora, but before he could ask her anything, she had pulled away from his touch and was already standing. "I'm sorry!" He quickly apologized, pulling his hands back and holding them palm out. "I didn't know." She didn't seem to be mad though, and as soon as she seemed to have calmed down, Cylian took Theora's hand in his, once more reapproaching her. "No, it's not your fault." He gazed intently into Theora's eyes, then decided to boldly ask "Do you mind... showing me your wound?"
 
Theora blushed softly even though it was hard to see on her black skin but she looked down and gently held his hand back. She slowly nodded her head before she gently let go of his hand then turned around, she pulled her cloak off over her head so now she was just standing in her pants and a tank top like shirt. She shivered slightly but then moved on of the straps out of his way so he could see the huge gash running over her shoulder.

It had been cleaned, stitched shut as well as bandaged but the bandaged had been removed. "Ara forgot to put the new bandage on this morning, don't worry though. I came straight to her when I was wounded, she is a good healer." Theora whispered. She bit her lip debating is she should talk to Elrond about something but she pushed that thought from her mind. "Ara is a good friend as well." Theora said.

She bit her lip, oh she wanted to tell Cylian but she didn't know how Ara would react. "I know your a lady's man but please do not go after Ara and break her heart. She loves someone else even though it is at a distance." Theora whispered and gently grasped Cylian's hand. She then put in over her wound and he could feel the heat coming off of it. "The heat is how us Dark Elves heal, do not worry for me." she said then looked out at the sky.

Sooner or later it would be time for him to do with custom, was he ready to take her virginity, wasn't that something he wanted to do with her? Theora gently sat down on the bed before she closed her eyes and let out a huge sigh. She was feeling so tired and so warned out, her body ached. It had been battered and bruised, Theora had never really felt pleasure before, no she mostly felt pain or nothing with her body.
 
Cylian remained where he stood, watching her as she removed her cloak. His eyes widened as he saw her injury, quickly stepping up to her when she lowered the straps of her clothing. He ran the tip of his finger gingerly along the undamaged skin beside the wound. "By the gods..." Cylian whispered. The wound looked pretty bad, but upon closer inspected, it seemed to be fairly well treated. He also couldn't help but notice her beautiful, dark smooth skin. She may be a warrior, but she was just as beautiful as any other elven female, if not more.

When Theora mentioned Ara, Cylian froze. Did she just call him a ladies' man? Does that mean she knew about his maids at home? No, it couldn't be. No one knew about it, and the maids themselves would be quiet about it also. He felt the warmth coming from her wound, and after giving it some thought, he suddenly said, "No." He quickly turned her around to face him by her shoulders, making sure to avoid putting pressure on her wound but completely forgetting about her state of clothing. "I would never go after Ara. You are my wife, and my affections belong to you only." He kept his gaze on Theora's for a moment after he had said that, then suddenly realized she was facing him with a less than ideal amount of clothes.

He couldn't help but stare for a moment before pulling away from her, his regular behaviour returning to him for a while, forgetting that it probably didn't matter now that she was married to him. Still, he had preferred for Theora to keep enough decency for her to be comfortable. Yet, when the time came for them to uphold tradition, he may not be able to do that anymore.
 
She looked up at him feeling his gave on her skin and she blushed but she didn't pull away. "Its alright." she said softly and blushed gently as she moved close to him and lay her head gently against his chest softly. Theora was showing a side of her that no one else but Elrond knew. She closed her eyes feeling slightly relaxed near him, she didn't know why but she was really starting to like Cylian. "I mean Cylian, Ara loves Elrond." she said and stared up at him.

"You mustn't ever tell him though, if he turned her down from knowing it would break Ara's heart." she muttered before she shivered and snuggled a bit more into him. She was still a bit timid and shy, it felt good though to have someone else other than Elrond or Ara to huge and snuggle up close to. She buried her head into his chest and breathed in his scent, she would always remember it from that point on.

She let out another yawn and rubbed her eyes feeling worn out. "You mustn't be afraid of me anymore, we are married now." she said and stared up at him softly. There was a soft knock at the door suddenly and Theora pulled her cloak around her and walked to the door and answered it. It was Ara and she was whispering something to Theora that no would but the two of them knew about.

Theora suddenly when crimson and shook her head madly before she took something that Theora had handed her. "Alright, I will follow Dark Elf tradition as well." she muttered before closing the door and shoving the thing in her pocket before she calmed herself and made her way towards the bathroom, she grabbed a cloth, made it wet and shoved her face into it loving the cold feel, she wanted to stop her blush.
 
This was the first time he had ever been so close and intimate with Theora. After all, they were betrothed the day he asked for marriage, and he barely knew her before then. Nodding in comprehension of Ara's situation, Cylian patted Theora's back. "I understand. I shan't say a word of this to him." He could sense that Theora was actually getting comfortable with him, which in turn caused him to shed whatever doubts were left in his head as he wrapped his arms around her.

Just as he was getting used to her warmth against him, the knock at the door made him pull away almost reluctantly. He looked over at the door and saw that it was Ara. With a smile, Cylian turned and went out onto the balcony to give them some privacy. He could have sworn he heard something about tradition when he headed back in, seeing Theora head to the bathroom.

Cylian decided to follow her, standing just past the entrance to the bathroom and watching her wash her face. He left her alone for a few moments before he spoke up softly, reaching out to place his hand on her back. "Is everything alright, Theora?"
 
Theora pulled her towel back and you could still see that she was blushing. "Yah everything is alright, I mean um....this isn't something bad. Uh, I will be ok in a bit." she said as she dropped her cloak to the floor then sighed as she moved back into his embrace and hid her head in his chest not wanting to think about what Ara had said. Theora let out a huge sigh and hugged her new husband tightly to her.

"I am glad I married you, yes I think my father made good choice when he said yet to you as so did I." she said. Theora then relaxed some more and stared up into Cylian's eyes her blush was almost fully gone now. "I uh...think I should bathe and head to bed, we are leaving tomorrow and such." she muttered as she moved a bit away from him but she was still in his grasp though, she didn't want to move away.

Theora didn't know why but she really wanted him to hold her longer she wanted to always hold her. "Ah...gods your already making your way into my heart." she said and a huge smile came to her lips as she hugged him very tightly and took in a deep breath. Was he going to make his move sooner or later, he knew about sex for sure. Was he going to make his move and take her virginity and make her feel the pleasures of sex that she didn't know.
 
Cylian took the cold towerl from her, setting it aside before taking her back into his arms. He didn't really understand what she was talking about, but he assumed everything was fine. Once again feeling her warmth, he smiled softly, looking down into her eyes. "I am also glad Lord Elrond allowed me to marry you. It was sudden, I know, but I hope you can forgive me later." He was feeling more and more comfortable being with Theora, now that he had gotten past her outward coldness. She actually was very much like any other girl.

Even as she pulled back, he followed her, wanting to hold her just a while longer. "As you have made your way into mine." When she said that she should bathe, he was the one to pull back this time, keeping his hands at her shoulders and looking at her. "You go bathe, Theora. However, there is something we both must do before we rest for the night." He leaned in to give her a light kiss to the cheek, paused midway, then decided to lightly kiss her upon the lips instead, just a fleeting peck. He turned and left her to herself in the bathroom, heading back out to the bedroom.

He had just fully communicated his intent for sex to Theora. He wasn't sure whether it was out of upholding tradition, or if it was simply his own desire, but it was done now. All he could do now was wait for her to be done bathing, and perhaps hope he would make the right moves when the time came.
 
Theora just stood there her eyes were wide from the shock of being kissed from him. She had never been kissed once in her life, she cleared her mind and put a hand to her lips touching them. "Cylian?" she said softly as she watched him walk away. She was a bit confused but she wondered why he had kissed her so fast like that, had she done something wrong, did he not like her face or something?

"Is there something on my face? Do I repulse you with my lips?" she asked as she walked over towards him and sat down on the bed. She wasn't going to worry about a bath right now, he had caught her attention. Theora slumped back on the bed and kept her eyes closed as a huge sigh came from her lungs. She really didn't understand all of this but she knew that maybe and older Elf could help her.

"I uh am younger than you Cylian, I am sorry if there are things I am clueless with. After my parents died Elrond raised me and protected me so some things he has not wished me to learn or to see." Theora said and rolled onto her side and curled up into a ball. Cylian could see that she was worried, he could see he had caught her attention with his kiss so she wasn't going to bathe just yet.
 
He hadn't heard her the first time she called out his name. He was too preoccupied with trying to leave the bathroom. He was then caught by surprise when he heard her voice behind him, turning to find Theora slumping down into the bed, obviously looking very worried about something.

He stayed quiet for the time being, giving her time to tell him all of her worries. Eventually, he realized the root of her problems lay in her inexperience. Cylian sighed, sat himself down at the edge of the bed, and rolled Theora back onto her back so that she could look up at him.

He gazed down at her, once again looking into her ever-white pupils. Without warning, he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her lips again, almost exactly the same as before, but this time lingering. Before he broke the kiss, he dared press just slightly deeper into the kiss, then pulled back with a gentle smile.

"Theora, there is nothing wrong with your face, nor do you repulse me with your lips. You are very beautiful, and you should never doubt it. If the gods would allow it, I should want to see your smiling face every day, and be able to kiss those lips." He said it with complete honesty, without even so much as a trace of a lie. Her confession of being inexperienced in these things wasn't much of a surprise, her being a princess as well as a warrior, she wouldn't have had time for it. "Then, if you would like, I can guide you, help you along. There is no need to be shy, Theora."
 
Theora groaned softly when she felt him roll her over onto her back, she stared up at him for a few seconds before she felt his lips come down on her own once more, she could feel this kiss was deeper and longer. She stared up at him in shock as he kissed her, she also felt her blush rise to her cheeks yet for some reason she liked his kiss.

Theora almost whimpered when he pulled away but she made no sound as he spoke to her, she nodded her head a few times but just lay there. "Thank you for your compliments Cylian but I am a warrior and when it comes to public affairs, it just doesn't fit to be there with a smile." she muttered to him about part of his comments to her, she did like how kind he was being though.

Theora thought about the other part and she was still half confused on what he meant. "I still don't get you just yet, what are you talking about, Cylian?" she muttered as she sat up and stared at her husband. "Maybe we should learn from each other? I can teach you to be a warrior and uh you can teach me it is what ever you do best at?" she asked.
 
Cylian had very much enjoyed the feeling of her soft lips over his, as well as her unique sweet taste. He cupped her cheek gently with his hand, brushing some of her white hair out of her face. "I am very grateful that you are willing to teach me to be a warrior. In all honesty, however, I am actually not very skilled at anything in particular."

Cylian sighed and decided to start making his move on her. He slid his hand down from her face over her chest before resting at her side. "What I can teach you though, is about bodily pleasures which I am sure you have not experienced before." It was after he had said that that he began to wonder just how inexperienced she was.

Lowering his hand down to her hip, his intention was probably pretty clear, though he was uncertain if Theora would understand. Reaching around behind her head, he slowly helped her up to a sitting position, then moved in behind her so that she was laying back against his chest, resting his hands on her stomach. "For example, have you ever touched yourself before?"
 
Theora blushed madly when she heard his question, she had a feeling what it meant but she wasn't sure. "I uh, no. I never have time for such things, even the tiniest thing for myself I do not have time for. My people and the place I live always come first." she said and pushed the thought away, she had always been a warrior, her people always the most important.

Theora had never had a man touch her body in such a way, it made her feel embarrassed but she said nothing. She didn't push him away because she knew she would have to get used to it since he was her husband. "I will be able to turn you into a very skilled warrior, do not worry." Theora whispered a huge smile on her face.

She made sure to keep her back pushed up against his chest, she could slightly feel his heart beating. She may know a few words and names used with mating and such but she was clueless even on how to masturbate, never in her life had she once done such a thing. She found pleasure more in going on quests and such.
 
"You may be a princess and a warrior, Theora, but you must still make time for yourself." When she told him that, he confirmed that she knew almost nothing. Sliding one hand down between her legs, he pressed his hand against her womanhood, starting to rub her softly. He was determined to at least show her that it would be pleasurable for her, even if it was just once.

"Thank you Theora, I truly appreciate it." He really was thankful that Theora had accepted him as she did. He was unsure before how she would have felt getting married to him. "Theora, make sure to let me know if something is uncomfortable." He said softly beside her ear, his other hand sliding up her torso to cup her breast, giving it a light squeeze.

He kept Theora's inexperience in mind as he proceeded, using only soft, gentle touches wherever he went. "How are you feeling?" He asked, slowly pressing harder against the spot between her legs. He didn't exactly mention that he was more than just a little experienced with sex, but it might now be a bit more obvious through his actions. However, this felt different. Very different. Theora was his wife now, and he felt a strong desire to make her feel good, rather than just for his own pleasure.
 
Theora gasped and let out a slight yelp when she felt his hand grasp her crotch, she stared down at it red in the face, she let out a squeak when she felt his hand grasp her small breast, it fit perfectly in his hand. She was so red in the face from all of this, you could almost feel the heat coming off her face and neck. As she felt him rub and press harder against her pussy she let out a small moan and grasped gently at his hips slightly.

She was a bit scared about this but she knew he wasn't trying to hurt her, she had a feeling he was trying to make her feel good. "Ah....it feels strange. I never felt anything like this before." she croaked out opening one eye as she scrunched up her face. She grasped his knees this time a bit harder as her body shook a bit. He could feel and see that her nipples were growing hard from the attention he was giving her.

Theora let out another whimper and squirmed moving her hips slightly, you could see a wet spot forming in her pants and she stared down at it. "Oh." she said feeling embarrassed and she resisted the urge to close her legs. She wasn't hurting at all, nor was she uncomfortable, hell he was making her feel so good. "I ah.....Cylian....." she whimpered and moaned, the poor elf princess was so innocent when it came to sexual acts.
 
Cylian found some unexpected enjoyment out of Theora's moans and whimpers. The mighty warrior and Princess was, for the first time, succumbing to sexual pleasures. He was also rather pleased that he was allowed the honour of being her first. He would make sure that she enjoyed it and would get as much out of it as possible.

He felt the little wet patch as he rubbed her, smiling a little once he confirmed that she truly was enjoying it. He took that as a cue for him to move on to the next step. He stopped rubbing for a moment, only to slip his hand down her pants and begin to rub at her bare sex, finger grazing over her clit gently.

"It's okay Theora. Just close your eyes, and relax. You are safe with me." He whispered softly, feeling her nipple harden against the palm of his hand. Shifting his hand slightly, he pinched it between his thumb and finger gently, rolling it between them. Cylian couldn't help from being aroused from the sounds that the dark elf was making, and he started kissing down the side of her neck to her shoulder.
 
Theora whimpered slightly when she felt him stop rubbing her then she yelped feeling his warm hand against her bare pussy. Her legs trembled badly from this but it was a good thing. She felt herself getting wetter, hotter and her mind getting foggy from the utter joy he was giving her. Theora groaned again as she felt his finger touch her clit, she liked that a lot.

When she felt his fingers pinch her nipple she cried out and arched herself up into his grasp. "Ah....its almost overwhelming Cylain." she cried out but her legs stayed open for him. She blushed madly feeling her pussy leak her wet and sticky juices right against his flesh. She stared at him then closed her eyes doing as he had told her.

She started to pant softly when she felt his warm lip against her neck, she moved her head to one side for him, she liked his touch. Theora's whole body was on fired as she felt bliss for the first time in her short life. She couldn't help it, she turned her head and kissed him on the lips, she wanted to kiss him for some reason which she didn't understand but she liked his kiss.
 
Cylian was pleasantly surprised as he felt her pull away from his kisses, only to have her soft lips cover his once more. He hadn't expected it, but now that he'd kissed her twice now, he thought it would be fine if he moved on. Pressing more firmly against her lips with his this time, he let his lips part, kissing her deeply.

With her mouth now occupied, he tried focusing on the rest of what he was doing. Surely, he was doing too much for even him to pay attention to all of it at once, but he did his best. With any other girl, it would have been fine, but something about Theora made him want to give his best to her. He pinched her nipple a little harder as he felt her push into his grasp. He reached down to the hem of her shirt and slipped his hand up under it, letting the warmth of his hand cover her bare breast, loving how it seemed to fit just perfectly in his hand.

Down between her legs, he had begun to tease at her entrance between her folds, stroking them gently along with her clit. When he thought that she was wet enough, he pressed the tip of his index finger at the entrance to her passage, slowly pushing up inside her as his thumb continued to stroke her clit, slightly harder now.
 
Theora groaned and arched up more into his touch, she felt his lips part a bit and push down harder on her own. She breathed heavily through her nose feeling her own lips part by instinct, she didn't want to stop kissing Cylian for some reason. Her whole body was pushed tightly against his, she didn't know why but her body was just craving his touch.

She moaned out loudly into his mouth when she felt his hand snake up into her shirt and grasp over her breast. It almost ached from how much pleasure was shooting through her body. Theora grasped at his hips a bit tighter as her heart beat louder and louder in her chest. Her nipples were as hard as they will ever get, but they were very sensitive.

Theora squirmed a bit when she felt him playing with her clit, her eyes suddenly snapped open wide and she stared up at Cylian as she felt his finger invade her virgin pussy. It didn't hurt that much, it just felt strange to her since she had never put anything in the whole. She groaned and shut her eyes again her hips bucked slightly forward into his touch.
 
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