Rouhem
"What now?" She asked, sitting there in her underwear. Rouhem couldn't keep his eyes off even if he tried.
"How about this?" He suggested, laying down on his back. "Now that we've had released some of our repressed feelings and thoughts, can we have our cuddle session now?"
She folded her arms. "Just cuddles? Not even any shooting or stabbing?" He shook his head, causing her shoulders to fall in disappointment. "You're no fun."
He lifted the blanket in invitation.
"You're unbearable," she muttered, but immediately got down and crawled to him. He definitely liked that view. "You're lucky that it's freezing right now."
Rouhem briefly closed his eyes as she settled underneath the blanket with him. She was cool against him, but she molded to him perfectly. Her hand settled on his chest and he just about died right there.
They didn't say anything to one another for a while. They simply laid together, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
"I've never had a loverboy before," she whispered.
He smiled. "Me neither."
"So are you, like, my slave now?" She was looking straight at his chest. He had never seen her this... hesitant?
"I thought I already was?" He asked, looking down at her.
"Be serious," she snapped, finally looking up at him. He'd be lying if he said he didn't miss her orange eyes, but he had a feeling she could have no eyes at all and he'd still be just as in love with her as he was in that moment.
"I am, I'd do anything for you," Rouhem confessed, reaching his hand out to play with her shorter locks. She was just so beautiful laying there, so fierce and soft at the same time. The fact that she could be so vulnerable with him never once took from her image of strength, and if anything, he hadn't seen her so powerful since he'd met her.
"This is weird. I'm not used to you being all mushy with me," she muttered, instead of lashing out like he had expected her to. He appreciated that she didn't immediately bite off his head whenever he said something that didn't match their regular tone.
"Do you want me to stop, then?" He hoped that she would finally feel safe with him.
"No. It's nice. I almost believe you." She actually gave his a small smile. It was all he needed in that moment to understand that he was right where he needed to be.
"You should, I'm an honest man." He let his hand travel down her back, just how he knew would soothe the pain she constantly experienced.
"Okay, but at least promise me that just because I don't shoot you as often anymore, you won't stop being as mean to me." Her cheeks visibly burned at how insane her sentence sounded.
Rouhem barked out a quick laugh. It wasn't meant to humiliate her, but rather he knew she could handle his teasing. "You want me to be mean to you?"
"You know what I mean!" She gave his pectoral a light slap.
"Nothing is going to change... too much, anyway," he reassured her.
He watched her mentally have a sigh of relief. Clearly, after everything they had said to one another, she needed a kind of reassurance she would surely never ask for out loud. Who would without hurting their own pride? And if there was one thing to know about Inferno, it's that she was one of the most prideful and stubborn pixies to exist. Rouhem knew better than anyone that it could be a deadly combination.
He had almost thought she had fallen asleep until, "Rouhem?"
Rouhem opened his eyes which were slowly closing. "Yes?"
He could hear as her weak heartbeat began to pick up. Her blood was also picking up its pace. She was up to something. "Are you still seducing me?"
It didn't take long for his own body to recognize where this topic of conversation was heading. "Since the beginning."
Again, silence. His hope began to fade. Maybe he wasn't so great at receiving signals?
"Rouhem?" His chest experienced a spike of anticipation. He looked down at her and knew there was no mistaking what was there: desire.
"Yes?"
"I know what I said earlier, but I've just decided something..." she bit her lip and all he wanted to do was do it for her. Actually, he wanted to much more than nibble on her lip. No, that was only one part of her body, and all of it deserved to be worshipped. It all deserved to be adored and tasted in a way that made her screams reach mountaintops.
"What's that?" He didn't mean to sound breathless but he did.
"I don't want to die knowing that you are a virgin, and... I don't want to die without having consensual sex at least once."
Rouhem saw her fear in her eyes, but it wasn't because of what she was asking. She was scared of rejection. She was scared of being abandoned, a pain she wanted to spare him from, even if it meant she had to suffer dying alone. His respect for her was boundless at this point.
His heart was beating with complete excitement and anticipation.
He rolled them over so that she was straddling him. Her eyes widened, and for the first time since he had met her, she looked like a deer stuck in headlights.
Rouhem sat up and continued to gently rub her back. "You want to take my virginity, huh?"
She braced her hands on his biceps. He was addicted to the way she was looking at him in that moment. He was so used to annoyance and frustration, but these days he was beginning to believe that she genuinely enjoyed his company. Inferno licked her lips, unconsciously snatching his attention to them. "Yes."
His penis was straining in between them. As she responded, she settled her weight on top of him, a place she had been avoiding like her life had depended on it. He hissed out a breath. "Be gentle with me, now." The feel of her heat against him, liking a pulsing source of sexual energy, threatened to make him burst right then and there.
She got a wicked look in her eyes only for them to soften once more. "I was going to say the same thing."
He lay one hand on her cheek and laid his forehead against hers. "Always," he whispered. Inferno closed her eyes and connected their lips.
They didn't clash like he thought they would. There would always be time for that. He wanted to savor this moment for as long as possible. He lingered as each second passed, relishing in her taste and feel. Rouhem kissed Inferno like it was the first and last time.
He held onto her and basked in her. She responded with the same attitude. She opened her mouth, inviting him in. Her hips began to sway forward and backward, creating a torturous friction between them.
Inferno moaned into his mouth. This drove him crazy. The only thing that kept them apart were thin layers of underwear.
They may have been in the middle of snow, but he was on fire, and her name was Inferno.
He didn't rush her and she didn't rush him. They sat there, embracing each other as they gently ground against one another. The little sounds that left her mouth only added to the buildup. Over and over again, she whispered his name like a prayer, like she was begging him for something, and he knew exactly what she wanted.
It felt that the intensity was rising and rising, reaching the eventual boiling point.
Rouhem wasn't sure how much time had passed. All he knew was that his entire body was tight with tension, threatening to explode.
She pulled back to breathe. He opened his eyes in question.
Rouhem watched as she pulled off the tank top, exposing her full breasts. All he could do was drink in how beautiful she was. Next, she slid off her panties.
He wrapped his arms around her and tugged her close as they were both kneeling at this point. Her nipples pressed into his chest, creating a whole new friction that he was instantly addicted to. Rouhem kissed her. "You're perfect," he breathed, "absolutely beautiful."
The way she smiled that brilliant smile left him breathless, if he was breathing to begin with. "I was going to say the same thing."
"Can I touch you?"
Inferno nodded. Rouhem was shaking as she took a hold of both of his hands. First, she placed his palms on either side of her face before kissing the middle of each of them, keeping direct eye contact with him. She guided him, closing her eyes and tracing her own body with his hands. Her breasts. Her stomach. Her back. Her bottom. Then, she paused by her hips.
Rouhem has been so transfixed that he had not even realized that she had put a halt to what he considered to be art.
She kissed him again, but as she did this, she lead his one of his hands down toward her vagina. He groaned against her lips when he felt how soft and warm she was.
He couldn't help but participate a little bit more. He began to rub only the outside, teasing her even though she was clearly ready for more. He got some of the moisture on his fingers and began spreading what he craved to taste.
Meanwhile, Inferno decided to venture on her own.
His breath hitched as she pulled down his underwear. The bastard sprung out like a giddy dog. He would have been embarrassed had he not been so focused on not only the feeling of her but also the fact that she was willing to touch him.
His beast was completely silent, though buzzing with pure satisfaction. Rouhem expected no less.
"You don't have to-"
"Oh, shut up!" She breathed, taking a hold of him, gliding her hand against him. Rouhem did as commanded.
Her hand was warm and soft, just like everywhere. He couldn't help it anymore and delved deeper into her folds. She gasped but didn't object. Once he was sure that she was enjoying it, he began stimulating her clitoris. Tenderly at first, building it like she needed it.
It was hard for him to focus as she was stroking him so steadily, spreading his pre cum so that he was slick all over.
"Lay back and look at me," he instructed. She nodded, opening her eyes. Rouhem could see that only a few more minutes and she would be over the edge.
Because he was basically on top of her, it forced her hands away from his length. She immediately dug her fingers into his curls and pulled him against her.
"Start swaying your hips." She did as told. He started rubbing her with circular motions, light, firm, then light and quick. He pursued what she responded to the most.
"I'm going to see if I can prepare your hole, is that okay?" He wanted to make sure that she knew that she had all the power.
"Yes. Yes. Yes, please!"
He entered one finger into her slick heat, pumping into her slowly at first while giving her clitoris all the attention it deserved.
He sped up his movement, adding another finger. She was moving against him, pushing him in farther. She was almost delirious at this point. Her nails were piercing his back and drawing blood. Rouhem could hear her silent begging. He loved it and hated it all at once.
"Come on, Inferno," he pleaded against her lips, "let me do this for you."
"Yes, Rouhem! More!" She responded as he hit a speed that seemed to be exactly what she needed.
Rouhem watched in satisfaction as her entire body locked up before being affected by slight shaking. Her hips lifted off the floor, and he couldn't decide if it was because she needed more pressure or if she was trying to escape his hand.
They collapsed on the floor, sweating and breathing hard.
She said nothing, but instead kissed him with a passion that scorched him. He had no words to return it, so, all he could do was kiss her back.
Inferno pushed him onto his back. Rouhem was surprised at the energy that overcame her. They responded in unison as their intimate areas made contact.
He reached up and palmed her breasts. She arched into him and he couldn't think of a sexier view. Her scent was all over him, but he wanted to claim her to the deepest depth of her soul.
They made eye contact and all activity paused.
It was like they had been knocked out of whatever spell they were under.
"Are you sure?" They asked at the same time. Both chuckled in unison too.
"Just keep looking at me," he demanded. "Say my name, Inferno."
She bit her lip and reached for him. Inferno positioned herself so that she was hovering just above him. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening.
What did heaven feel like?
Rouhem was certain he was about to find out.
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Okay, sorry for going MIA. I've been going through some crazy times, but I thought you deserved a nice, lengthy chapter of spice. Do not fear! The next chapter will be coming soon... See what I did there???
Anyway, that's all, I'll see ya'll soon!
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