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Out of the rain

He heard her words, nodded with a rather neutral look on his face, while inwardly he cured her stubbornness. It would have been easier if he just had her drink the wine. But things were going well enough, so he let her go with it. "Alright." He said in a soft and seducing voice. "I'll escort you to your room, to make sure that you dont hurt yourself."

He moved closer to her, helping her up, his strong arms and body playing with her skin through her clothes. He slowly led her out of the study and through the hallway. His mind focused to make it more difficult for her, though. The heat got brighter for her inside. Her core lusted for the pleasure it needed more. Her clit swelled naturally from the need of pleasure on it, just a little like natural, but enough that the very lips that protect it rubbed it with every step.
 
Again his voice forced a shudder through her body, making her swallow, so very needy as he wrapped his arms around her, and helped her to her feet. She had never felt so humiliated before, having this man help her down the hall, her every motion triggering more and more of this pleasure, until her head was spinning.

They reached the door at last, and she opened it, wanted to dash in and lock him out. That was what she should do... It would be the wise, appropriate thing in this situation. Instead, she found herself giving him a tempting smile, coy, innocent, but just seductive enough to hint at what she wanted. "Would you... Like to come in?" She asked quietly, her hand already seeking his, urging him to follow.
 
They reached the door to her room, and her tune had changed rather quickly, asking him into the room with him, the tones of what she wanted rather blatant in her mind. He simply bowed to her form after she passed the threshold of her room. "I do believe that you need your rest to feel better from the rain, but if you insist, I cannot say no to a guest."

He slowly walked into the room, staying a few steps behind her and leaving the door open unless she dealt with that. "Now, care to tell me what's wrong?"
 
She pushed the door closed behind him, letting it swing shut, and click closed behind them. She stared at him for a moment, lust clear on her face before she turned away, and quickly retreated to the bed, sitting stiffly on the edge as she struggled to ignore the burning heat.

"I do not know what is wrong." She managed. "I feel... So very hot." She whiepered, her cheeks burning. "I've never..." She broke off, her cheeks deep her, and gave him another glance, her eyes tracing him tfrom head to toe, lingering again on his bulge, and she swallowed. "Can you... Help me?" She asked, barely a whisper.
 
He heard the click of the door lock behind him. There was no use of that, there not being anyone else in the castle at the moment, but whatever made her feel more secure. The look of lust wasn't very long, but he saw it plainly on her face, and he knew that he had her. He wated her move to sit on the edge of the bed, heard her words and question.

The stood silent for a moment, feigning being in thought, before slowly walking over to her. "Why, yes, I could help you. But, in what way do you want my help? There are many solutions that can help. But I think I will let you choose."
 
She swallowed slightly, the burning heat in her cheeks impossible to ignore, same as the growing warth between her thighs. She needed him now, she knew. Every cell of her body screamed to be closer, to hold him and touch him... It took every bit of her self control to hold herself back, forcing herself to remain still.

"Whatever solution you can offer." She whispered, losing some bit of control as she stood. Her hips swayed as she walked to him, her eyes locking onto his. She couldn't ignore her need, she knew, she had to do something to help ease it off, satisfy her. "What do you suggest?" She whispered as she reached him, so close now that their bodies brushed one another, and she gazed up at him, lustful, and very needy.
 
She was practically radiating warmth, he could hear her accelerated heartbeat, and he could hear her every need in her voice as she asked what his suggestion to her problem was. The look that she gave him was all he could take before he slowly backpedaled her to the bed. "Well, I do believe I have one solution. It may hurt a little bit, but I think you will enjoy it."

He sat her down on the bed before his hands went to his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it to draw out the tension slightly, make her more... heated. It took a minute, but the shirt opened to reveal a rather toned body, sliding the shirt off his arms. He laid her back, crawling onto the bed over her, nipping very lightly over her neck and collarbone before deciding to tease her lower lip.
 
She barely knew what she wanted, the heat spreading so fast, making her crave him so very deeply. She didn't even resist as he gently urged her backwards, towards the bed. She just laid back, watching as he unbuttoned his shirt, ever so slowly. It made her mouth go dry, and the flooding sensations to rise once more, so irresistable. Even as she knew she shouldn't do this, now knowing what 'this' was, she couldn't resist. "I can handle it..." She said, her voice laced with lust. "I need it, please..."

His lips teased her neck for a moment, and she arched under him, moaning softly. By the time his lips were at hers, she was panting softly, her own fumbling fingers working at the buttons of her shirt, blushing darker with each one that came undone.
 
Even if her heat was coming off in waves, affecting him more than he expected, he obviously had much more control over his body than she did over hers. Her fingers were having trouble with the buttons on her shirt, and his hands came down easily, brushing hers aside and unbuttoning them for her, as painfully slow as he had done with his own, but faster than she had been doing it.

Her shirt was open within a minute, and he gently brushed it aside, letting it stay on her arms, figuring it would be a waste of time to take it off. His hands slowly slid back up, fingers slowly rubbing and teasing her stomach as they trailed up her body, until they reached the swell of her breasts. Gently cupping them with a hand each, his palms lightly rubbed, teasing them better than her shirt could. His thumbs brushed the rosen peaks that had budded from her need.
 
She was still struggling with the second button when her hands were brushed gently aside. Her host began to slowly unbotton her, undoing each little button expertly before pushing the fabric aside, revealing her body to him.

She squirmed slightly as his hand moved up along her toned stomach, gently brushing her slender frame before cupping her breasts tenderly. She moaned to it, each sound more desperate than the last as his fingers moved over her sensitive nipples, stiffened by her arousal. It was far too much for her to take, and her fingers wound gently into his hair, urging him down to kiss her passionately.
 
His fingers moved very gently against her breasts, being careful not to let out his own need into what he was doing and be too rough on her. He didn't need her getting scared off from it. He knew all too well what fear can do to override the sexual needs on a body. He was surprised at how bold she had become, though, when her hands went to his hair, pulling him down closer, and he gladly gave her the deep, passionate kiss that she desired, his tongue tracing along her lips.

He soon had to break the kiss, though, sitting up and pulling his hands from her breasts. They went to the lip of his pants, and after undoing the button, he slowly pushed them down, lightly kicking them off, leaving him bare to her eyes, his hard length slightly pulsing from the need that she had infused within him with her own need and scent.
 
She closed her eyes as they kissed, his tongue moving over her lips lightly. It was enough to take her breath away, and she laced hard arms around him loosely, urging in more.

It broke off all too soon, and she made a slight sound of disapointment, until she saw him sit up, and unbotton his pants, kicking them away. Her eyes fell onto his cock, large, pulsing, enticing. Her cheeks burned, and she almost looked away in embarassment, not used to seeing a man undressed. But her need drove her forward, and before she realized it, she was in her knees, kneeling in front of him, her fingers carressing his length ever so gently.
 
He could see the embarrassment stark on her face, but thought nothing of it. But he was taken by surprise when she sat up, getting on her knees and reaching her hand out for it, fingers gently stroking his length. He let out a soft sound in his throat, something like a moan, before his hand brushed hers away from it. "No, no, no, this is about taking care of your needs." He pushed her lightly back, so she was laying down, and he moved to blanket her body with his again, movign slightly to the side to make his job easier, holding himself on his right shoulder.

His lips came back down on hers again, teeth gently nipping and tugging at her lower lip before sealing his lips against hers, tongue trying to get access lightly. His hand slid down from her collar bone, teasing her breast ever so lightly before sliding down further. Her skin was so warm and soft, he was getting aroused just by being able to touch and tease her. Soon, his hand reached her hips, and the lip of her pants, and he slowly slid his fingers in, tracing along the v-line that would lead him to her core.
 
His soft moan was music to her ears, and she wanted to touch him with more confidence, before he lightly brushed her hand to the side. She was honestly disapointed she couldn't feel him more, couldn't give him the same pleasure he was offering her. But those thoughts didn't hold up as he leaned her back, pressing his body to hers once more as they kissed. Her lips parted for him, urging a deeper kiss, her tongue dancing with his while his hand slind down her body.

She arched gently into his touch, a moan escaping her as his hand swept closer and closer to her soaking core. It took every ounce of self control she had to keep her from pushing his hand in further, making him touch her womanhood, the flesh that was aching for contact.
 
He was purposefully being slow right now with his fingers, getting to know every inch of her skin that he touched. His mouth kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing around hers, teasing. Soon, though, his hand reached her womanly core, and his fingers were light, stroking around her lips. He could feel how wet she was, how hot and needy. Soon, he stroked her lips open, quickly finding her clit and rubbing it slowly, giving it the attention it wanted.
 
She gasped as his fingertips found her, gently stroking her lips. It felt increadible, and when he finally reached her womanhood, brushing his fingers over her clit. Her hips nucked into his hand, and she let out a moan, writhing in pleasure as shockwaves of sensation coarsed though her. She kissed him with ever growing lust, moaning against his lips as her hips rocked gently to his hand.
 
His teeth gently tugged against her lip as he broke the kiss, lightly pulling away and letting her lip go as his finger rubbed her. He watched her, watched her writhe in pleasure, enjoying the sensations that were coming off of her in waves. Soon, though, his hand left her core, leaving her in aftershocks though she wasn't finished. His hand slipped out of her pants, his other one coming and slowly pushing them down, before throwing them off the bed, leaving her bare to his eyes. His hand came back down, finding her clit with little problem, and rubbing it again, faster this time.
 
She arched to his touches moaning softly, even as his lips left hers. Every sensation was intoxicating, wonderful. It stirred lust like she had never known, a primal urge to continue. So when he briefly pulled away to push down the pants, she let out a disapointed cry, craving his touch even as the clothes were thrown off the bed.

She spread herself for him, exposing her womanhood to his eyes, and moaned when his fingers sought out her sensitive nub once more. She panted softly, watching him in lust, her eyes tracing his body, down to his hardened length. "I want..." She groaned, arching again to his touches. "I want to make us both feel like this... Please. Let me satisfy you?"
 
She responded so openly, so eagerly, to his every move, that he was highly enjoying himself just playing with her body. But he heard her words, and he couldn't help a soft laugh, nipping along her neck. "Eventually." He whispered against her skin. His fingers rubbed faster, before sliding down. One enjoyed the softness of her womanhood, and eventually found her hot, awaiting entrance, sliding slowly into it.
 
She whimpered in need as his fingers continued to play with her, driving up her pleasure until she was twisting and writhing under him, groaning at his every touch. His words, in that deep baritone, teased her, hinting at what would come, when he felt like it.

She felt his hand slide down, one finger slipping into her very wet, hot, and nbelievably tight, entrance. She groaned and her hips thrust forward slightly, grinding into him. "It's... Unbelievable.." She gasped. "Don't stop... Please..."
 
She was so responsive, he was loving it. Her grinding and rocking hips pushed his finger deeper into her, and he slowly shook his finger, rolling it around her walls before sliding it out slowly, doing slow, long thrusts with it. "Of course i'm not going to stop." He whispered, nipping up her neck. He moved his finger most of the way out, letting a second one slide in with it, doing long thrusts with them. "But... how about we put something else in there? Something that will give you a little pain, but a lot of pleasure..."
 
She panted heavily now, moving under his every touch, her grinding hip urging his fingers to play, and indeed they did. He began to pump the one in and out, and Kaura felt the overwhelming surges of pleasure coarsing through her, driving out any thought besides what he was doing, and what it was doing to her.

Her face was flushed, beads of sweat forming on her brow from the sheer pleasure, and she quickly nodded to his sensation. "I want more." She whispered. "Please, I need it."
 
He smiles softly to himself as he heard her words, and slowly, he pulled out his fingers from inside her. He picked himself up slightly, bringing her fingers to his lips and slowly licking them clean of her juices. The taste was something that he had never encountered before, so sweet and tantalizing to the senses. He slowly moved to blanket her again, moving his hips between her legs. He rubbed up against her, his hard length against her hot core, before lowering them slightly, and ever so slowly, sliding his hard member into her core.
 
He pulled his fingers out, and she watched curiously as he licked himself clean of her juices, seeming to enjoy how she tasted. It was odd, it should disgust her, but she felt aroused by it, watching as he finished.

She held her breath as he moved between her legs, and lined himself up. Her eyes locked onto his as he began to ush, and fr just a moment she questioned if she was really going to giv her virginity to this human man... But lust drove the thought away, making her arch her hips forward with a groan, feeling him slide inside of her, his thick meat stretching her unused tissues,
 
He slowly slid in, until he was in all the way, and he let out a soft gasp from the feeling of her tight grip on him. A soft moan escaped as he slowly pulled out, nearly all the way, before moving back in. His lips found hers, kissing her deeply and heavily. With all the passion and need coursing through both of them, he couldn't hold his fangs back anymore, and they grew out fully. His tongue entered her mouth, flicking across her own.
 
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