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Intuition and Insight(Bloodkiss-Cysma)

She wrapped herself in the cloth and then wandered back out into the room, running her fingers through her soaked hair. It was plastered to her back and shoulders, the long strands clinging and dripping water on her breasts and shoulders.
 
As she had gotten out of the bath, Caoimhe would see that Zayle had been preparing while she was bathing. The bed was surrounded by candles, each one giving off an aphrodesiac scent. The bed itself was covered in rose petals, and Zayle himself lay on it, holding a rose in one hand.
 
Her eyes widened in surprise and she laughed softly, blush dusting its was across her cheeks again. "You really did all of this just for me?" She felt her heart skip a beat in excitement, and prayed it wasn't just a dream or her imagination.
 
She smiled, nodding in appreciation and approval. "It's all very beautiful." She was almost emberassed by his efforts, feeling that she wasn't worth so much trouble. Afraid that he would be dissapointed, she was hesitant to join him in the bed. But her curiosity and eagerness to learn more of the wonderful sensations he'd shown her led her to the edge of the bed, where she stood silently, letting the towel fall from around her. The fabric slid and rippled down her body, pooling at her feet and leaving her bare.
 
Zayle smiled appreciatively when Caoimhe dropped her towel. "I don't know if anyone has told you this, but you are quite pretty to look at, even by Nakazuri standards, which is really saying something." Zayle didn't get aroused at the sight of a naked woman alone; no, that was an everyday sight to him. It was a woman that signalled her intentions that got him interested. "Those sensations you felt this morning was but a glimpse of what you could really feel. Would you like to have the full experience?"
 
Caoimhe blushed at his comment, surprised. The women she'd seen when they were coming through the city were beautiful, and she hadn't expected him to think her attractive when compared to them. Her hair was an odd red-gold color, and her skin was cream-pale. She nodded in response to his question, eager to learn more of those wonderful feelings.
 
"Then please, sit down here, will you, my dear?" Zayle asked, patting the space on the bed next to him. "I hope you will enjoy this."
 
She swallowed a small knot of nervousness and did as he asked, sitting down next to him. Her legs dangled off the edge of the bed, her feet quite a ways from the floor since she was much shorter than he and most of his people. If what he was about to do was anything like the things he'd done earlier, she knew she would enjoy herself.
 
"Good. It's all about you this time." Zayle said. He took her gently in his arms and laid her down on her back, her head resting comfortably on one of the pillows. He then began working his hands on her body, particuarly on her breasts and slit, as he had done before, but this time she was in a comfy bed rather than standing up in the middle of the woods.
 
Caoimhe moaned softly, the soft bed relaxing and comfortable, and his hands heated and arousing. She arched her back against his touch, thrusting her hips toward him in pure instinct.
 
To continue his foreplay, the drow began using his tongue on her erogenous zones as well, swirling his tongue over her nipples, then up and down her crotch, until he felt that she was ready for the main event...
 
She moaned when he teased her nipples with his tongue, arching into the feeling. It felt wonderful, but when he began to work her lower reigons with his mouth, she couldn't bite back the soft cry that escaped. She was dizzy with pleasure, and didn't want him to stop.
 
"Perhaps now you may be ready for this..." Zayle said. He moved himself over her and positioned his now-erect penis to her slit and pressed against it. He pulled her legs apart with his arms and pushed his length slowly into her opening as far as he could go. "This will sting for a moment..." He whispered just before he broke through her hymen.
 
Caoimhe gasped in shock when he burst her maidenhead, but the pain was quickly gone, forgotten in the wake of pleasure. Her hips moved slowly against his out of pure instinct, her body aching for more.
 
"Hmm...you're pretty good for a first-timer." Zayle commented. He put his hands on her shoulders and began thrusting his hips, and by extension his length in and out of her feminine tunnel, every thrust being full of passion.
 
She cried out, arching her back and rocking her hips against his, desperate for more. She'd had no idea that it was possible to feel this good. Her body felt hot, and his every touch tingled and sent elecrticity up her spine.
 
Zayle was watching and listening to Caoimhe to see how much she was liking this, and was pleased with the results. The instant she seemed to be having less fun, he tried something different until he got a positive reaction out of her. In this case, it involved changing the pace of his thrusts into and out of her, and using his hands to grope her breasts at the same time.
 
Caoimhe felt herself being driven to the edge, and her hips rocked against his frantcally now. Her back arched, she pressed her breasts into his hands and gave him the best access to her core. Crying out and gripping a pillow, she reached her climax, every muscle in her body tensed and shaking.
 
Luckily for her, Zayle was also able to get himself to come with her, allowing himself to pour his seed inside of her at the same time she released her sweet nectar. Afterwards, he pulled himself out of her, a white strand connecting the tip of his shaft to her slit still. He sat back and waited for her to speak.
 
She shuddered softly, her chest heaving rapidly as she tried to regain her breath. "I..." She couldn't find the right words, so she just sighed, her smile warm. Sitting up just enough to keep eye contact with him, she laughed softly. "That was wonderful..."
 
"Memorable enough for your first time?" Zayle asked, looking around to the candles, now the only light source. "Is it something you might like to do again in the future?"
 
Caoimhe nodded vigorously, grinning. "I would love to do it again right now, but I'm exhausted from the entire day." She paused, laghing. "My whole life has been exhausting!"
 
"Then you are free to relax during your stay here." Zayle said. He leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, then got off of the bed to leave her in peace.
 
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