Completed Who ever loved that loved not at first sight? (Ireth)

[Savio]

A quite moan escaped Savio as he pulled Ireth closer to him by wrapping his arms around the small of her back, kissing her in abandon. The chill he had felt before was long since forgotten and replaced with searing heat.

Savio’s eyes were at half mass. He had only kissed once in his life, so he didn’t know of any fancy tricks but he knew enough not to make a mess of things. He laid Ireth gently on the bed, shifting himself so that he was hovering over her while using his knees and arms for support. He did not wish to crush her with his weight and it also allowed one of his hands to carefully roam her body. His hand lightly caressing her hip and waist, up the side of her breast until he reached her shoulder only to trail the tips of his fingers down her arm.

His lips left hers for just a moment to allow them to catch their breath before they too wandered, kissing along her slender jaw line and down her neck until he could lightly nibble the racing pulse point on the side of her throat.

“Ireth…” Savio breathed against the tender skin of her throat. “Is this too much?” Even through his lust fogged brain, he still worried for her. He had no intention on pushing her further than she was willing to go.

[Ireth Telemnar]

What have I gotten myself into? Ireth almost giggled out loud, and the only reason that she didn't was that pair of lips that kept were taking her breath away. Savio kissed her like he'd kissed many women, Ireth supposed. With a body as perfect as his, he had to have had many a woman knocking on his door.

Of course, this was only but one train of thought that was spinning through Ireth's mind. Others involved where she should touch him, what was he doing to her, and the childish notion of forever.

When the courier laid Ireth on the bed, she decided that her heart was racing so fast that it was fixing to fly right out of her body. "Savio, mmmm..." His arms traipsed along her body, just this side of teasing. But it wasn't teasing. It was as if he was reassuring himself that she was there.

When the two broke apart for breath, Ireth got but a glimpse of his eyes. They glimmered with want and pleasure. She slipped her hands from where they held onto his shoulders to his neck, and clutched at his hair. Then he launched into a more torturous display of affection: kissing his way down her jaw and neck. Each time his lips met her skin, she felt as if she was being shocked by little lightning bolts. Each jolt caused her to gasp, finally ending in a light moan when he bit tenderly at her throat.

Savio's breath was hot on her skin, and his voice was deep and husky. Ireth fought for the right answer. "Yes, I mean no. I just... Just kiss me. And hold me. Hold me until neither of us is cold."

She pulled his head back up to her face and closed her eyes, letting him come to meet her lips as she traced her fingers over his arms and shoulders.

x

[Savio]

“As you wish.” Savio murmured against her lips when she pulled his face close to her’s. He once again meshed their lips together in a tender duel for dominance. His free hand reaching up and tangling itself in her long hair as he carefully lowered himself against her body, loving the feel of her feminine curves against his strong frame.

His eyes were shut tight, focusing on giving this beautiful woman exactly want she asked for. He ventured to slip his tongue out of his mouth to lightly taste her soft lips before sucking her lower lip into his mouth and nibbling teasingly. He then released her lip to return kissing her, the tip of his tongue attempting to find entry into her mouth so that he could taste her better. He craved it like a thirsting man craved water. His whole mind focused on that single thought, that single desire. If only she allowed him to explore further.

His body felt as though it was set flame, every inch of his skin hypersensitive to her touch. His lower parts pulsed against her thigh with every one of his heartbeats. His trousers felt too tight and too hot but he was too focused on Ireth’s delicious kisses that he couldn’t bother to remove the clothing for fear he ruin whatever spell Ireth had cast on him. He had never once felt such burning desire as he did until he had found himself in her arms.

[Ireth Telemnar]

Another gasp fled from Ireth's lips when Savio laid atop of her. It felt so nice, so right. She could feel his need, his lust. His hands were tying soft knots in her hair, sending shivers down her spine.

He went at her mouth, and she complied with such pleasure. It was as if he were spinning some magic, the way his lips moved against hers. Lovely, beautiful magic under which she was caught in his spell. She didn't mind though, not in the very least.

When Savio began teasing her lips with his tongue, she wasn't quite sure what to do. Her mind spun until she needed air, and she parted her lips to gasp. The man seized the opportunity, and Ireth moaned in rapture, arching her back underneath Savio and pressing her bosom into his chest as her fingers swam in his curls.

x

[Savio]

A moan rumbled in Savio’s chest as his tongue finally entered her mouth. He explored every inch of it, savoring her taste while his left hand continued to toy with her silky locks and his right hand stroked and occasionally gripped her thigh.

When she arched her body, he gasped from the friction and his body moved with hers. He liked this movement, this intimate dance that they did. But he craved to be able to touch her more so he shifted his body and gripped a hold of her’s as he rolled over so that he was the one bellow and she sitting astride of his lap.

Savio opened his eyes, his breathing coming in short pants. He was greeted by a beautiful sight. “Oh gods…” He breathed in awe. He reached up with trembling hands to lightly touch her shapely hips and thighs, only to slowly move them up to her waist, to pause just below her breasts.

“Ireth… Gods, you are so beautiful.” His voice was husky and quite, like he was saying a private prayer for just the two of them. His appreciation of her splendor was evident against her inner thighs.

[Ireth Telemnar]

When he entered her mouth, Ireth knew nothing but bliss. His tongue darted in and out, running along her teeth and entangling itself with her tongue. He tasted of rain and lust, his mouth moving hungrily against hers. At one point, she brought her left leg up and had it bent, her foot on the bed to allow her pressure. Savio was rubbing tantalizing circles over that thigh, and sometimes grabbing it in a way that made her breath heavily.

His moans made her shiver violently. Her mind was fluttering in slow motion, and before she'd quite understood what had happened, she found herself atop his lap, their secrets fitted together as if that's where they belonged. Her breeches and undergarments were hot enough that they almost felt intimate and alien at the same time.

Watching his expression, Ireth rested her hands on his hips as they paused to catch their breath. Savio took to rubbing her body, her thighs, her waist, her stomach just below her bosom. Again she got that strange feeling that he was attempting to reassure himself that she was still there. "I'm here, Savio... I'm still here."

Then, he called her beautiful. Beautiful? The Lake is beautiful, at sunrise and at dusk. My city is beautiful, its people and its canals. Rain is beautiful, bringing life and nourishment to the dry land. But me? Can I be beautiful?

"Savio," she whispered, tears of pleasure beginning to leak from her eyes. "Don't leave me. Not tonight."

Ireth bent over, leaning on the hands she pressed to the bed on either side of his head, and gently kissed his lips. She could feel his lust against her's, and she murmured with happiness.

x

[Savio]

He never thought he would be like this with another being. Such relations had always seemed so out of his reach because of his own insecurities. He marveled at the expressions of pleasure that colored her face, thrilled that he was able to do that to her. Her healthy body felt so perfect against him, like it should have been there all this time. Such thoughts would have seemed foolish to him at any other time but it seemed perfect right then and there.

What truly tore down his last barriers what when she whispered his name and asked him to stay with her. He had no intention of leaving anyways but the fact that she wanted him as much as he wanted her was almost…surreal. He half expected to wake from the dream at any moment, but she was still there. He could feel her slight weight pressing down atop of him; she was so delightfully ignorant that she was creating devious friction every time she moved. Or perhaps she knew, and intended on torturing him ever so slowly into madness.

"I am not going anywhere, my dear. I won't leave you."

She then bent over and kissed him again, he welcomed it with lips somewhat parted. He reached over and grasped her arse to press her closer to him as he deepened the kiss once more. Savio’s eyes had closed once again to fully relish the sensations she gave him. His body shifted and rolled against her, if only to gain more contact to his aching body parts. He wanted her clothes off and tossed aside. He wanted his own remaining clothes to litter the floor. There were so many things he wanted, but when it came down to it… He just wanted her. Ireth. The girl from his dreams.

[Ireth Telemnar]

Savio moving beneath her was making Ireth crazed. Her mind raged with thoughts of wanting to get her tunic off, how her breast-band was restricting her far too much.

Outside, rain pelted the window, like stones against iron. A flash of lightning lit up the room followed immediately by a roll of thunder so long and loud that it shook the hostel's foundations. Ireth sat up suddenly at the thunder's shock, pressing her secrets onto Savio's, which resulted in him releasing another breathy moan. The thunder passed, and she attempted to relax again.

He touched her reassuringly, and she came to rest on his chest as before. The movements he was making were beyond delicious, the way he was rubbing her. Earlier this morning, she'd thought that she'd probably spend the night alone, not sleeping a wink in this new and frightening city. Look at you now... In bed with a rather familiar stranger.

Ireth brought her arms up and wrapped them behind Savio's head, burying her fingers in his soft curls. Starting at his jaw, she kissed her way down his neck. When she came to the nook where his neck met his shoulder, she kissed it hard. He was holding on to her tight, as if letting go would wound him.

x

[Savio]

Savio could help but chuckle a little when Ireth jumped but his humor was short lived as she pressed more against his aching pride, turning his chuckles into soft moans. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take of this excruciating pleasure. He was so close to reaching completion as it was and he did not wish to embarrass himself in such a shameful way.

He tried to take calming breaths as he reached up and offered her reassurances. With a gentle sigh, she leaned down and rested her top half on his chest. He could almost feel her heart beat, and a rather impish idea came to his mind. He wanted to tease her as she was to him. He lifted his hands from her arse and moved them up her back, slowly lifting her tunic inch by decadent inch; his fingertips barely touching her soft flesh, causing her to shiver and Goosebumps to form on her skin. He reveled in the needy sounds she made and how her heart beat started to speed up against his bare chest.

She did attempt revenge, though. Savio was rendered senseless when her fingers tangled themselves in his unruly curls. Before he knew it, he felt her moist lips kiss a burning trail down his jawline neck. He groaned, his hands jolting back to her buttocks and grasping it tightly. He could not control how his body jerked and writhed under her care.

“Gods! Ireth… I don’t know how much more I can stand… So…Good!” His voice was husky and he words were less than intelligent.

Boxcode by Edreina

[Ireth Telemnar]

Savio's voice, Savio's words, Savio's breath. All seemed to wash over Ireth and cause this cloud-like sensation of ecstasy. He pressed himself into her, her secrets feeling restrained and hot.

"Savio, I.... I need you. I just..." Her stutters didn't do much but make her sound like a fool.

Resorting to a lack of words, Ireth rolled off of the courier's body onto the bed.. With great care and soft touch, she pulled Savio's breeches from where they rest.

x