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Xanaphia
Biblically Accurate Bitch
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
His Redemption Filler and Fluff:
Aurianna’s eyes flickered open as she felt Matthias arm move, turning the page in the book he was reading. She had fallen asleep on his chest, hair damp with sweat suggesting that she had been slumbering for quite a while. The dwindling candlestick confirmed her suspicions, and that Matthias had been up reading this entire time.
“You’re still up? Go to sleep,” She mumbled in a drowsy tone, shifting to find a comfortable place to rest against his chest.
“Soon,” he answered with a soft chuckle and a kiss on her forehead, “Just want to finish this chapter first.” Aurianna groaned softly, the brightness of the candle distracting her from falling back to sleep easily. Reading was never going to put him to sleep, not if he already spent half the night with his nose in that book, but she knew what would. So she crawled down the length of his body, planting small kisses on his skin along the way. He looked at over at her over his book. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t worry about it. Read your chapter,” Aurianna answered coyly, with a mischievous glint in her gaze. Matthias studied her for a moment longer, before going back to his book. A hand found his pants, and slipped underneath seeking out his manhood. Finding it easily, she pulled it out, stroking it in smooth, even motions. She licked her lips as she brought down her face.
“Ari,” he groaned, putting the book down with his thumb holding his place, “What are…are you doing?”
“Read your book,” She demanded in a husky tone, meeting his eyes with a smoldering stare. With that, she brushed moist lips against him, teasing along his shaft, enjoying the shudders and moans escaping his lips. “Read,” she commanded, flicking her tongue along the bulge and run along the underside of his meat. She waited until he returned his attention to his book, submerging his cock between her cheeks, taking half his length in the first go. She watched him as her head bobbed up and down his member, stopping if he tried to stop reading, unable to help noticing that he hadn’t turned the page in a couple minutes. Deeper and deeper she took him, slowly sliding up and down him, gleeful as he held the book down for a moment, head thrown back in pleasure.
“Ari…” he gasped, as she fit him in her mouth and throat, fingers slipping form the book he held until it dropped on the floor, losing his place. “…fuck” he groaned, too content from amazing head to care much. Aurianna beamed as she caught his eyes again, licking him lovingly. “I bet you’re proud of yourself?” He questioned.
“Maybe,” Aurianna cooed, breath cool on his damp cock. She crawled back up his body, planting moist kisses on his sweat damp skin, until she found his mouth with her. Moaning into the kiss, she could feel him throbbing against her thigh, and she was sure he could feel the heat coming off her. “Damn, sucking you off makes me so wet,” Aurianna admitted, tangling fingers in his hair.
“Yeah?” Matthias asked, nibbling at her lip, hands trailing down her bask and ass until he discovered her desire and groaned approvingly. He gripped his own shaft and brushed the head against her lips, as her sex dripped down his cock. “Show me Ari. Show me how much you love my cock.” He held himself still so she could slide down his length, eyes rolling into the back of her head at how good it felt. Thick, pulsing meat, pressed into each of her tight walls. His hand groped at her ass as she buried him within her. He pulled her closer as she began to rise above him, lips tracing her throat before finding a vein to latch onto.
“Fuck, Matthias…I love you,” Aurianna gasped out, fucking herself harder on him, metal fingers digging into his shoulders as her rapture overcame her. He pulled her face to his, devouring her worshipful cries with hungry lips and an eager tongue. Bliss flooded her mind and thighs as she gave in to it, trembling muscles holding Matthias tight within. She braced herself back, hands on his thighs, feeling the strain of her muscles as he drove into her form beneath. An awed praise of his name filled the room, until her orgasm left her limp upon him.
Matthias retaliated now, pushing her onto her back, head hanging on the side of the bed, still hilted deep with her. Aurianna gasped with renewed vigor as his feat pushed him against her far wall. Hooking hands under her knees to hold her in place, Matthias pounded her into the mattress, grinning wolfishly in the process. "Don't call up that which you cannot put down," he growled, recalling something he had told her when the demon was still in his soul, “Or did you want me to fuck you senseless?”
“You…AHHH…caught…me” Aurianna moaned out, his deep strokes interrupting her ability to speak. With her head hanging over the edge of the bed, blood pooled into her brain, making every thrust all the more intense. His grunts echoed her cries, as fluid friction guided him into her depths. This time it was his turn to call out her name as he sunk completely into her, flooding her channel with his seed. Fingers dug into her legs as Matthias rode out his climax. Once the overwhelming sensation finished passing through him, he pulled Aurianna up to him, and they both tumbled back against the headboard, in each other’s arms.
“Was that better than your book?” Aurianna teased in between kisses.
“You’re still up? Go to sleep,” She mumbled in a drowsy tone, shifting to find a comfortable place to rest against his chest.
“Soon,” he answered with a soft chuckle and a kiss on her forehead, “Just want to finish this chapter first.” Aurianna groaned softly, the brightness of the candle distracting her from falling back to sleep easily. Reading was never going to put him to sleep, not if he already spent half the night with his nose in that book, but she knew what would. So she crawled down the length of his body, planting small kisses on his skin along the way. He looked at over at her over his book. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t worry about it. Read your chapter,” Aurianna answered coyly, with a mischievous glint in her gaze. Matthias studied her for a moment longer, before going back to his book. A hand found his pants, and slipped underneath seeking out his manhood. Finding it easily, she pulled it out, stroking it in smooth, even motions. She licked her lips as she brought down her face.
“Ari,” he groaned, putting the book down with his thumb holding his place, “What are…are you doing?”
“Read your book,” She demanded in a husky tone, meeting his eyes with a smoldering stare. With that, she brushed moist lips against him, teasing along his shaft, enjoying the shudders and moans escaping his lips. “Read,” she commanded, flicking her tongue along the bulge and run along the underside of his meat. She waited until he returned his attention to his book, submerging his cock between her cheeks, taking half his length in the first go. She watched him as her head bobbed up and down his member, stopping if he tried to stop reading, unable to help noticing that he hadn’t turned the page in a couple minutes. Deeper and deeper she took him, slowly sliding up and down him, gleeful as he held the book down for a moment, head thrown back in pleasure.
“Ari…” he gasped, as she fit him in her mouth and throat, fingers slipping form the book he held until it dropped on the floor, losing his place. “…fuck” he groaned, too content from amazing head to care much. Aurianna beamed as she caught his eyes again, licking him lovingly. “I bet you’re proud of yourself?” He questioned.
“Maybe,” Aurianna cooed, breath cool on his damp cock. She crawled back up his body, planting moist kisses on his sweat damp skin, until she found his mouth with her. Moaning into the kiss, she could feel him throbbing against her thigh, and she was sure he could feel the heat coming off her. “Damn, sucking you off makes me so wet,” Aurianna admitted, tangling fingers in his hair.
“Yeah?” Matthias asked, nibbling at her lip, hands trailing down her bask and ass until he discovered her desire and groaned approvingly. He gripped his own shaft and brushed the head against her lips, as her sex dripped down his cock. “Show me Ari. Show me how much you love my cock.” He held himself still so she could slide down his length, eyes rolling into the back of her head at how good it felt. Thick, pulsing meat, pressed into each of her tight walls. His hand groped at her ass as she buried him within her. He pulled her closer as she began to rise above him, lips tracing her throat before finding a vein to latch onto.
“Fuck, Matthias…I love you,” Aurianna gasped out, fucking herself harder on him, metal fingers digging into his shoulders as her rapture overcame her. He pulled her face to his, devouring her worshipful cries with hungry lips and an eager tongue. Bliss flooded her mind and thighs as she gave in to it, trembling muscles holding Matthias tight within. She braced herself back, hands on his thighs, feeling the strain of her muscles as he drove into her form beneath. An awed praise of his name filled the room, until her orgasm left her limp upon him.
Matthias retaliated now, pushing her onto her back, head hanging on the side of the bed, still hilted deep with her. Aurianna gasped with renewed vigor as his feat pushed him against her far wall. Hooking hands under her knees to hold her in place, Matthias pounded her into the mattress, grinning wolfishly in the process. "Don't call up that which you cannot put down," he growled, recalling something he had told her when the demon was still in his soul, “Or did you want me to fuck you senseless?”
“You…AHHH…caught…me” Aurianna moaned out, his deep strokes interrupting her ability to speak. With her head hanging over the edge of the bed, blood pooled into her brain, making every thrust all the more intense. His grunts echoed her cries, as fluid friction guided him into her depths. This time it was his turn to call out her name as he sunk completely into her, flooding her channel with his seed. Fingers dug into her legs as Matthias rode out his climax. Once the overwhelming sensation finished passing through him, he pulled Aurianna up to him, and they both tumbled back against the headboard, in each other’s arms.
“Was that better than your book?” Aurianna teased in between kisses.
“You want to play chess? With me?” Aurianna asked, trying not to laugh. She ran metal fingers over the hand craved wooden piece, aware that she was missing out on the tactile sensations skin would have afford her. A small loss, she assured herself, placing the piece back down on the board.
“What? I know you know how to play,” Matthias reminded her, sitting down across the board.
“Yes, you taught me. Some misguided attempt to instill in me caution and patience,” Aurianna recalled, letting out a chuckle now. “But I haven’t played in years Matthias, not since…” She stopped before she could say anything more and sighed, “It’s been years.”
“You never played again? That whole time?” Matthias seemed surprised. Aurianna took the seat across form him.
“I was never very good, and you know I don’t like losing at anything,” she justified, looking over the board.
“You figured you get better if you avoided it for over decade?” he teased, moving the queen’s footman out two spaces. Ari mirrored his move.
“I figured I’d put my effort to improving the skills that would actually help me to be a better Paladin,” She countered, noting he brought out the next footman as well. She hesitated. This was a…what did he call it again? A gambit? She resisted the urge to take the other footman, and instead moved her knight out. “Besides, it never really made much sense to me.”
“Oh?” Matthias prodded moving it bishop out to support his footmen. Ari noted that he was taking control of the center of the board.
“Well, you have your archangel, which is a powerful piece, yes? But it can be taken by a footman with ease,” she explained, studying the board for a bit.
“Yes, that’s the point; you can’t just rush in. Finally you get it,” Matthias laughed, giving her a pointed looked that distracted her from her plotting. She couldn’t help but join in.
“I just mean, shouldn’t the archangel be more powerful than a mere footman. It should take several footmen to bring down the archangel,” Aurianna insisted, finally making her move.
“Perhaps, but you would still lose,” Matthias challenged, capturing her piece. Both the move and his words had caught her off guard.
“How do you figure?”
“Because you would still rely on the strong pieces alone to bring you to victory, and you would overextend yourself. You have to learn how to utilize each piece, and see through your opponent’s moves,” he justified, meeting her eyes. He had that knowing smirk on his face that was as sexy as at was irritating. She brought out her own bishop, to bait his archangel, but he saw through it, moving his knight to its defense. “And sometimes sacrifice is necessary.” His grin faded and his expression hardened and it was impossible for Aurianna to miss the pain in his eyes or the inference of his remarks. She reached her flesh hand across the table to caress his face.
“Matthias, I’m sorry,” She started, stopping as he grabbed her hand and kissed it.
“You were always worth it,” He assured her, forcing a smile. “It’s your move.” She was distracted from the game, moving without much thought. He studied the board for a moment and moved his rook, meeting her eyes with a genuine smile this time,
“Checkmate.”
“What?” Aurianna asked, examining the board again. “But…” Golden eyes traced invisible paths before she released a defeated sigh. “Fine, you win. Set it up again, I am going to win this time.”
“What? I know you know how to play,” Matthias reminded her, sitting down across the board.
“Yes, you taught me. Some misguided attempt to instill in me caution and patience,” Aurianna recalled, letting out a chuckle now. “But I haven’t played in years Matthias, not since…” She stopped before she could say anything more and sighed, “It’s been years.”
“You never played again? That whole time?” Matthias seemed surprised. Aurianna took the seat across form him.
“I was never very good, and you know I don’t like losing at anything,” she justified, looking over the board.
“You figured you get better if you avoided it for over decade?” he teased, moving the queen’s footman out two spaces. Ari mirrored his move.
“I figured I’d put my effort to improving the skills that would actually help me to be a better Paladin,” She countered, noting he brought out the next footman as well. She hesitated. This was a…what did he call it again? A gambit? She resisted the urge to take the other footman, and instead moved her knight out. “Besides, it never really made much sense to me.”
“Oh?” Matthias prodded moving it bishop out to support his footmen. Ari noted that he was taking control of the center of the board.
“Well, you have your archangel, which is a powerful piece, yes? But it can be taken by a footman with ease,” she explained, studying the board for a bit.
“Yes, that’s the point; you can’t just rush in. Finally you get it,” Matthias laughed, giving her a pointed looked that distracted her from her plotting. She couldn’t help but join in.
“I just mean, shouldn’t the archangel be more powerful than a mere footman. It should take several footmen to bring down the archangel,” Aurianna insisted, finally making her move.
“Perhaps, but you would still lose,” Matthias challenged, capturing her piece. Both the move and his words had caught her off guard.
“How do you figure?”
“Because you would still rely on the strong pieces alone to bring you to victory, and you would overextend yourself. You have to learn how to utilize each piece, and see through your opponent’s moves,” he justified, meeting her eyes. He had that knowing smirk on his face that was as sexy as at was irritating. She brought out her own bishop, to bait his archangel, but he saw through it, moving his knight to its defense. “And sometimes sacrifice is necessary.” His grin faded and his expression hardened and it was impossible for Aurianna to miss the pain in his eyes or the inference of his remarks. She reached her flesh hand across the table to caress his face.
“Matthias, I’m sorry,” She started, stopping as he grabbed her hand and kissed it.
“You were always worth it,” He assured her, forcing a smile. “It’s your move.” She was distracted from the game, moving without much thought. He studied the board for a moment and moved his rook, meeting her eyes with a genuine smile this time,
“Checkmate.”
“What?” Aurianna asked, examining the board again. “But…” Golden eyes traced invisible paths before she released a defeated sigh. “Fine, you win. Set it up again, I am going to win this time.”
“I gave you this one, didn’t I?” Aurianna asked, fingers tracing over the round scar on his shoulder. It was a lazy morning, neither of them having to be anywhere until afternoon at least. Matthias laughed lightly at the memory.
“You did. But I’ll admit it was my own fault. Should have trusted you when you said you were hopeless with a bow,” Matthias explained, running his own fingers through her hair.
“I’ll teach you to try and teach me archery,” Aurianna teased, stealing a kiss form his lips. There was a temptation to go further, to lose herself in the heat of his mouth and the warmth of his embrace. Tangled up with him like this, there was little doubt where things would lead this morning. And while the thought had her stomach coiling, she wanted to go slow, enjoy exploring his body.
Matthias however, had his own ideas. A deep kiss that caught her off guard had her on her back, his strong hands sliding up her bare skin until they were behind her back, holding her close to him. “Tell me about your scars. I bet each has a captivating story.”
“I don’t know about captivating,” Aurianna laughed, unable to take her eyes away from his. Fingers caressed her left shoulder, the jagged marked left there, before his lips moved to join them. She trembled as he kissed it, knowing he was making her blush now.
“One of these must have an interesting story behind it,” he reasoned, making as excuse to feel her up, smirking as she giggled from exhilaration, hands seeking out her sensitive spots. Hovering over her, his kissed his way down her body, lips soft on each of her scars. He hesitating a moment as he reached her stomach, and the red discoloration there, catching her eyes for a second before averting his gaze. She felt the mattress shift as he pushed himself up, “Let’s stop,” he murmured, his voice slightly hallow.
“I’m okay,” She insisted, sitting up to meet him as he moved off the bed. She smiled, pushing back the unease as her fingers came up to caress his face. Kissing him again, deeper, hungrier, needier this time, as old feelings threatened to come back up. Her lips brushed his cheek as they pulled back. “I love you,” she told him, reassurance, forgivingness and even happiness in those words. Another kiss, with him pushing her down this time, his hard body straddling hers. He smiled as he sat up, and she almost tried pulling him back to her before he began speaking.
“Should I show you my favorite scar of yours?”
“Favorite?” Aurianna repeated, a tense laugh leaving her lips. Matthias looked at her with hungry hazel eyes, speaking louder than words with his stare. Once more he moved down her body, not stopping at her stomach this time, but positioning himself between her thighs. Aurianna felt her body growing warm and her breathing growing rapid as he looked up the length of her body. Rough fingers brushed her already moist lips, finding the twin marks he had left on her, on that night all those weeks ago. She shuddered, unable to hold back the reaction, unable to deny the thrill his touch elicited. With a deep gasp her back arched against him as he brought lips over to kiss it, her body remembering, reliving the act in which he gave it to her.
“Mine,” he reminded her, as if she needed reminding. His lips grazed the sensitive folds, taking in the aroma of her building arousal.
“Yours,” she managed to cry out, in agreement, fingers gripping the sheets beneath her. “And uh, while you are down,” she demanded now, with her legs wrapped around his head.
“You did. But I’ll admit it was my own fault. Should have trusted you when you said you were hopeless with a bow,” Matthias explained, running his own fingers through her hair.
“I’ll teach you to try and teach me archery,” Aurianna teased, stealing a kiss form his lips. There was a temptation to go further, to lose herself in the heat of his mouth and the warmth of his embrace. Tangled up with him like this, there was little doubt where things would lead this morning. And while the thought had her stomach coiling, she wanted to go slow, enjoy exploring his body.
Matthias however, had his own ideas. A deep kiss that caught her off guard had her on her back, his strong hands sliding up her bare skin until they were behind her back, holding her close to him. “Tell me about your scars. I bet each has a captivating story.”
“I don’t know about captivating,” Aurianna laughed, unable to take her eyes away from his. Fingers caressed her left shoulder, the jagged marked left there, before his lips moved to join them. She trembled as he kissed it, knowing he was making her blush now.
“One of these must have an interesting story behind it,” he reasoned, making as excuse to feel her up, smirking as she giggled from exhilaration, hands seeking out her sensitive spots. Hovering over her, his kissed his way down her body, lips soft on each of her scars. He hesitating a moment as he reached her stomach, and the red discoloration there, catching her eyes for a second before averting his gaze. She felt the mattress shift as he pushed himself up, “Let’s stop,” he murmured, his voice slightly hallow.
“I’m okay,” She insisted, sitting up to meet him as he moved off the bed. She smiled, pushing back the unease as her fingers came up to caress his face. Kissing him again, deeper, hungrier, needier this time, as old feelings threatened to come back up. Her lips brushed his cheek as they pulled back. “I love you,” she told him, reassurance, forgivingness and even happiness in those words. Another kiss, with him pushing her down this time, his hard body straddling hers. He smiled as he sat up, and she almost tried pulling him back to her before he began speaking.
“Should I show you my favorite scar of yours?”
“Favorite?” Aurianna repeated, a tense laugh leaving her lips. Matthias looked at her with hungry hazel eyes, speaking louder than words with his stare. Once more he moved down her body, not stopping at her stomach this time, but positioning himself between her thighs. Aurianna felt her body growing warm and her breathing growing rapid as he looked up the length of her body. Rough fingers brushed her already moist lips, finding the twin marks he had left on her, on that night all those weeks ago. She shuddered, unable to hold back the reaction, unable to deny the thrill his touch elicited. With a deep gasp her back arched against him as he brought lips over to kiss it, her body remembering, reliving the act in which he gave it to her.
“Mine,” he reminded her, as if she needed reminding. His lips grazed the sensitive folds, taking in the aroma of her building arousal.
“Yours,” she managed to cry out, in agreement, fingers gripping the sheets beneath her. “And uh, while you are down,” she demanded now, with her legs wrapped around his head.
