Ayatah was in a state that could only be described as euphoria. The feeling of his chest pressed against his back, how all awkwardness and nerves had completely disintegrated the moment they had sunk to the floor.
Instinct had certainly taken over, and the two had done the thing that had come naturally. Ayatah had casually slept with men before, but not like this. This time, each movement, each breath had spent shivers down her spine. She had clawed at his back, moaning his name quietly as her back arched and her eyelashes fluttered.
Her fingers intertwined with the hand of his that was closest to her head. She stretched out in a cat-like manner, her legs tensing and relaxing before linking with his. The idea of leaving this spot was unthinkable - yet all the same, it was something that they had to do.
"I hate to be the voice of reason,"
This doesn’t sound fun
"But we should probably get moved."
Ayatah groaned, shaking her head. ”Nope.” She turned her head so he could see the indignant expression on her face - and the playful grin that accompanied it.
"Or at least get dressed."
The gentle tickles on her side made her jolt and giggle. ”But I much prefer you like this,” a hand swiftly ran down his naked form. In smooth movements, Ayatah turned around, pushed him onto his back, so she ended up straddling him. She lent forward, and pushed her dark hair to one side. There was a smile on her lips that was different to any before - there was no awkwardness or ulterior motive - just simple contentment. She kissed his lips, and then straight up again, sitting upright.
Her head was tilted; she was thinking. ”Am I… going to be allowed to sleep next to you back in your village?” The matter was apparently of great importance to her; she did not fancy missing out on being this close to him again.
Plus she thought, glancing to the right side of her own body, which happened to be covered in mud form their lying down, it's not going to be easy to look innocent.
Instinct had certainly taken over, and the two had done the thing that had come naturally. Ayatah had casually slept with men before, but not like this. This time, each movement, each breath had spent shivers down her spine. She had clawed at his back, moaning his name quietly as her back arched and her eyelashes fluttered.
Her fingers intertwined with the hand of his that was closest to her head. She stretched out in a cat-like manner, her legs tensing and relaxing before linking with his. The idea of leaving this spot was unthinkable - yet all the same, it was something that they had to do.
"I hate to be the voice of reason,"
This doesn’t sound fun
"But we should probably get moved."
Ayatah groaned, shaking her head. ”Nope.” She turned her head so he could see the indignant expression on her face - and the playful grin that accompanied it.
"Or at least get dressed."
The gentle tickles on her side made her jolt and giggle. ”But I much prefer you like this,” a hand swiftly ran down his naked form. In smooth movements, Ayatah turned around, pushed him onto his back, so she ended up straddling him. She lent forward, and pushed her dark hair to one side. There was a smile on her lips that was different to any before - there was no awkwardness or ulterior motive - just simple contentment. She kissed his lips, and then straight up again, sitting upright.
Her head was tilted; she was thinking. ”Am I… going to be allowed to sleep next to you back in your village?” The matter was apparently of great importance to her; she did not fancy missing out on being this close to him again.
Plus she thought, glancing to the right side of her own body, which happened to be covered in mud form their lying down, it's not going to be easy to look innocent.
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