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I Like The Way It Hurts

Cirrus



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05-24-2022, 02:19 PM
Balthier had spent the last couple weeks traveling the southern shores of Boreas and as he was coming up on the eastern shores he was starting to cut his losses on finding the raft. Really he had taken the trip to clear his mind, hopefully come back better for Azzurra. It wasn't really going according to plan. But he was occupying his time better rather than festering his growing resentment towards her. Nights were harder, but that's what the wine was for.

As he walked the shores while the sun was setting in evening, he squinted at the sight of the brown mark on the ocean. He stopped from that far distance for a moment until he did realize what he was looking at. It was in fact the raft but the sheet that was strung up on the pole was ripped in shreds as it waved in the wind. Still, he jumped forward eager to retrieve it in whatever condition it was. For a moment he wondered if he was dreaming or hallucinating until me made actual contact with it.

In the low tide it was already beached, but he still grabbed it by the rope and pulled it closer into the mangrove. He worked to remove the ripped sheet from the mast, he'd have to search the isle come morning to find a new sheet for the sail. For now he kept it up on shore while he gathered wood for the fire. The winter of Boreas was drastically different than the weather of Auster. It wasn't anything he couldn't handle.

As the sun set early here from the winter months, Baltheir had pitched a fire nearby the raft where he would sleep. He wouldn't do so quickly though. Laying down comfortably by the fire he popped a bottle of wine from his supplies and started drinking. His expressions lost in the cracks of the fire. He may have been a sight for sore eyes.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 03:33 PM

"Well, do ye plan on sailing through the mangroves?" A crisp, Scottish accent sounded. The soot and snow fae had been drawn by the flickering light of a fire. Upon arriving at the clearing where the fire crackled merrily, Cirrus noted a big male, sprawled out on the ground, drinking. Beside him was a big raft and it struck the fae as being rather comical.

Not waiting for an invitation, the tiny fae padded out into the clearing and seated herself on the opposite side of the fire. The winter night was chilly, but not unbearably so. All the same, the warmth pouring off of the fire felt lovely. Hopefully the man wouldn't try to run her off or something like that. If he tried, perhaps she could give him a little compensation for utilizing his hard work.

As she sat there, dual-toned eyes looked the man over. He was young and fit. The golden markings on his dark coat were unique and complimented his shape nicely. All in all, he was a very good looking brute. She noticed that he was drinking quite heavily and decided to point it out. "Girl troubles?" The woman's head gave a little tilt, her brows raising. "Boy troubles?" She left it at that. An invitation to make him speak.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 04:52 PM
He had barely even noticed the girl until she was there speaking, he didn't jump but his gaze quickly flashed over to her a bit surprised. He only looked up the mast as she mentioned the raft and it took him a moment to even respond. "Not without a sail." He commented humorously in his own British accent, but without any emotion at all really. Balthier was really a flat toned and serious brute, but now he just seemed sour and careless. It showed in the way he talked and acted. He didn't really mean it... but no, he did want some kind of attention.

He lifted his quarter empty bottle of wine before placing it on the ground between them in a bit of an offer before turning his body to pull out another wine bottle from his supplies and popping that one open for himself. He hadn't drank much yet really but he had been every single night since he left Fenmyre. He was a bit zombied during the day and then drunk come the night time. "Neither. Anymore." He responded back to her as he looked back into the flames and started drinking from his wine bottle. He really wasn't interested in sharing, he was sharing enough with giving her some alcohol. He tried not to pay much mind to her but honestly he was starting to get some bad thoughts of his own. Why else would approach him alone on the beach? Maybe to kill him, then he wouldn't be Azzurra's problem anymore.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 05:06 PM

Cirrus gave a little chuckle as the brute confessed that he wouldn't go anywhere without a sail. She shrugged lightly, a look of humor on her charcoal and white face. She had tried to get a smile out of him. It seemed that he was just the somber type. At least he offered to share his wine though. The small woman skirted the fire and seated herself beside him, taking the bottle in her paws and taking a tentative sip at first to judge the flavor. After that, she took a deeper draw, enjoying the taste of the slightly bitter liquid.

The brute answered her solemnly that neither man nor woman was his problem anymore. The snowy fae huffed in amusement, flashing a grin, her tones a little breathy. "Well then, there won't be anyone to be upset when I take yer virtue." Lewd and lascivious, Cirrus bedded who she wanted, when she wanted. Knowing that there would never be a chance for a union with a man to take fruit within her left the woman confident and open with her sexuality.

Lifting the bottle to dark lips once more, Cirrus drank deeply, draining the remainder of the bottle. She had some catching up to do anyway. "So why are you out here alone? Seems like you might be sulking." The brow on the dark side of her face lifted as she questioned him. Heat was flaring through her body, the alcohol acting quickly due to her diminutive stature. What inhibitions she had would soon be out the window.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 05:23 PM
He didn't say anything when she spoke again, talking about taking his virtue. Instead he gave her a long glance and pulled back another swig of the wine before his gaze moved back into the fire. He was acting maybe a little hard to get, but that was really not the case at all. Balthier had never been with another woman besides Azzurra, he had never had anyone come onto him, hit on him, show any interest in him. And he didn't do the same to anyone else. He was more secluded in nature anyway and Azzurra was all he needed. Still, maybe that was all he wanted but with his mind clouded in wine and judgement that wasn't possible. Once she had hit her first heat season he too experienced some sort of change in his sexual desires. He was scared to really unleash himself onto her, and in turn that mixed with the struggles they already faced. Now he was, just as she said, a sad drunk.

As she downed the rest of the bottle he offered, he rose a brow before grabbing yet another to pop open fresh and place it down in front of her. Maybe his giving spoke louder than words. Maybe this was some sort of exchange between them. He wouldn't admit to it yet, only when it was actually happening.

When she mentioned him sulking, his paw raised up over the top of his bottle before answering, "That's what this is for, isn't it?" He took another swig of his bottle where his eyes looked up at her face and as he dropped the bottle back down into the sands his gaze wandered down her body that was lit up just by the fire in front of them.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 05:38 PM

Once her partial bottle was empty, the man removed another from his bag, popped the cork, and stuck it in the sand beside her. Cirrus blinked. How many damn bottles did he have in that bag? Maybe he did have a bit of a drinking problem over there. Still, she took the offering as what it was; a gift. The small woman lifted the bottle in a cheers pose, then took a drink before placing it back between them. Cirrus was small. There was no way that she could polish off this bottle by herself. So, if he finished his, he could have some of the one that he'd opened for her.

Her comment about him being sullen was met with a response about his drink and the woman gave her head a little tilt. "Wanna talk about it?" She wasn't usually the listening sort, but he seemed to need it. If she was going to share his fire all night, she'd rather not sit around with a broody man. There were things that could be done to improve his mood, but Cirrus needed to feel it first. Yes she was playful. Yes she was flirty. The mood needed to be struck, however.

The small fae lay back against a mound of sand on the beach, curling her tail up and over her pale hip. She took another drink, waving the mouth of the bottle in the gold marked mans direction. "You said 'not anymore' so I assume that your problem is indeed a woman. Am I right? If I'm right, I'll drink. If I'm wrong, you drink." Perhaps a little game would pull him out of his mood.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 08:04 PM
She asked if he wanted to talk about it which he did reply very simply, "No." before taking another swig. He wasn't easy to warm up to, that was clear. But it was more like he put some kind of wall up. The closer she got to him, the longer she stayed, the more his mind wandered. It was easy to hide what he was feeling while he was laying down. A part of him felt embarrassed, but a bigger part of him just wanted to take advantage of her. He was more gentleman than to take her against her will. But the thoughts were definitely there.

His eyes that were along her frame moved to the bottle as she pointed it towards him, suggesting a game of some sort. He didn't agree or deny, instead chugging down the rest of his bottle with a wince before throwing the empty bottle behind him. He stared down at the bottle before looking back at her. His nose pointed forward, motioning for her to take the drink. The problem was indeed a woman. Honestly he was looking forward to what else she could get out of him this way.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 08:17 PM

No, he didn't want to talk about it. Cirrus shrugged and sighed. Well, she'd tried. Sometimes it helped to talk to a stranger about difficult things. It wasn't like they'd ever see one another again after this so anything that he told her wouldn't matter. Maybe he wasn't drunk enough. On to the game then.

So she'd told him the rules wrong. She'd said that if she was wrong, he had to drink. it was easy to get things wrong and she'd have him hammered before he knew it. Her assumption that his issues were about a woman were correct so Cirrus drank, but not before she watched the man drain his entire bottle and toss the empty aside. Once he was done, she took her drink, then sat it in the sand between them.

"You're a virgin. A wee, innocent little bab." The playful fae batted her lashes, knowing simply by the way he was eyeing up her svelte frame that this was a lie. He could have her, of course. He just had to get the balls to make a move. Gentle or rough, Cirrus would take it any way he wanted to give it.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 09:29 PM
Balthier happily watched her take her drink, just as happily as he took his own. He was bold in the way he took his drink, she was very wrong. Maybe she could tell just by the way he acted. He was rather naive, he wouldn't think that she was using the game to her advantage. He did after all want to forget everything from before so taking more swigs of the alcohol was in his favor. The more he drank the more he could forget about Azzie. The more he could focus on the woman in front of him.

His swig was hard, as were other things. He put the bottle back between them, gulping down what he took before the first smile came across his face. "Is that the best you got?" He teased, though he supposed he wasn't much interested in her words anymore. He'd give her at least one more question before doing something more himself. He'd like to see what else was on her mind.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 10:11 PM

The man drank and graced her with the first smile that she'd seen from him, though it appeared to be a little sardonic. Cirrus didn't care. He could be as sarcastic or sulky as he wanted. He had the wine and the fire. All she had was her winning personality and a sweet little thing between her thighs.

He teased her a bit and Cirrus grinned, flashing pearly whites. "You could ask me questions too, you know." At least he was giving her a little bit of personality now. The woman settled on her back against the little sand dune and sighed, a quizzical look on her face as she thought about her next statement.

Cirrus stared at the unnamed man for a few more moments then spoke up. "You've only slept with one wolf." He'd confirmed that he wasn't a virgin, but there was still that aura of innocence about him. She was feeling a little thirsty and a lot loose. The alcohol thrummed through her lithe body and she gave another little wiggle into the dune behind her.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 10:54 PM
He chuckled a little as she said he could ask questions too. But he'd be really bad at asking yes or no questions. He'd want to know more or he'd want to know nothing. And so far it was nothing. His only company since he left Fenmyre, he was more lonely in the eve of thinking he'd never have his sister again. He was taking the chance.

Her question seemed near perfect for him to move in, so with that he stood on a bit of a wobbled stance before stepping forward past the wine and towards her. He had only slept with one wolf, but he was bold enough to assume he wasn't about to.

He was more stable on his paws with every step he took and soon he was over the woman on her back. With no hesitation one of his paws went to step over her, placing down on her opposite shoulder from him before he went to brush down her ribs to her hip. His gaze had at first looked up at her face before trailing down her body where his paw moved. As bold as he was being, maybe because of the drink and a little of his emotions, he was actually very inexperienced in nearly every aspect he was asking of her. He knew his sister, or at least he thought he did. This would be entirely different.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-24-2022, 11:12 PM

Her statement prompted the gilded brute to his paws and Cirrus grinned, taking another drink of the wine before digging the bottle into the sand beside them so that it would sit upright. The large wolf stepped her her supple frame and heat flared through Cirrus. His paw brazenly stroked down her side and further heat pooled within her. A sultry little purr left the fae and her two-toned gaze smoldered as she searched his face.

Cirrus was experienced. Much more so than the young man above her, though she didn't know this. He could have been a seasoned lover. Gauging by the look on his face, she imagined that she would soon find out.

"You can have your way with me," the snow and charcoal fae spoke softly, "As long as I can have my way with you." The fae's back curled, stomach tightening, as she leaned up and pressed her lips into his. Her tongue flicked over his bottom lip and she growled quietly. If he wanted her, he could have her, but it went both ways. The man could fuck her, but she was going to fuck him in return.

"Cirrus"



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05-24-2022, 11:51 PM
He couldn’t have been more content as the woman was receptive to his touch, the subtle purrs she responded with only making him more eager as he looked at her. There was no hiding his thoughts and intentions now. She was kind of light toned like Azzurra, small. No, smaller. He mentally drained the thought of his sister out of his mind, he didn’t want to think of her. It was easier with the alcohol.

The way she looked at him, the scent of her wanting him, he was almost frenzied by it. Azzurra wanted to fuck a man, so he’d fuck the woman just the same. Little did he understand the drastic differences in who they bedded with. Azzurra was probably tucked away guarded by her lover, Balthier would maybe have this woman for the night if that. The spite of it was enough for him to move forward but he was thinking much more with his dick than his mind.

His burning, lustful eyes looked back at her as she spoke, a tiny smirk on his maw as she gave herself to him but for a price of her own time with him. That was completely fine with him. He didn’t pull away or hesitate as she pressed forward to kiss him. He wasn’t so much inexperienced as he was vanilla, he had always been much more gentle and passionate with his sister there were few ways he had ever slept with her. He was probably in for a while different experience. He liked the change.

With her tongue over his mouth he too went to start in that slow steady way that he knew but would instantly follow her lead if she changed it up into a faster or deeper pace. It may have been a little off at first but he fell into place naturally. His paws carefully found their footing all around her and he more than readily positioned himself for the next step. His maw disconnecting with hers just for a moment as he looked in between their bodies and observed what he could see through the flicks of the dim fire. A paw moved to hook around her hip as he sought purchase in her. He moved so gently while he was still a little scared to hurt her with her size difference. And once he was there he let out an instant groan of relief both from his persistent hard on and the difference he felt in a smaller and different partner. Luckily for her he wasn’t so fresh, he’d be able to last a while as long as she let in to his cues. He would let her know.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-25-2022, 12:05 AM

Cirrus knew nothing of the man's sister nor would she have cared if she did know. She was very much a 'live in the moment' kind of gal and this was a moment that she very much wanted to live in. The brute's gentle kisses belied his lack of experience and she found it almost sweet in a way. He'd been with one other woman but Cirrus could pretty much guarantee that this other woman wouldn't be anything like her.

The nameless man got right to the punch, once again showing a lack of finesse, but again, Cirrus didn't care. His paw slid over her hip, lining up their bodies and he slowly sank home. Experienced or no, there was no denying the pleasure of that initial thrust. The small woman dropped back to the sand, her back arching slightly and a moan pulling from her lips. Reaching up with both paws, she pulled the man down on top of her. Lips met his in a press and she opened her maw, taking his with it. Her tongue slid into his mouth and danced with his own. Pale claws pulled through the thicker fur of his ruff. She would let him adjust and then they would enjoy themselves.

The brutes groan was music to her ears and Cirrus smiled into their kiss. He moved gently, tentatively as though she would break. Was he afraid of hurting her? Poor, sweet man. Breaking their kiss, the woman brought her maw close to his ear, whispering sweet words to him. "Don't hold back. You aren't going to hurt me." The fae then nipped the brutes cheek, albeit lightly. "In fact, I prefer it rough. So whoever she was, do to me what you couldn't do to her." And with that, Cirrus rolled her hips up to meet his, her own pleasure filled groan filling the nighttime air. Whether those words would egg him on or not remained to be seen, but she desperately hoped that he would rise to the occasion.

"Cirrus"



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05-25-2022, 12:52 AM
At least she wasn’t here to crucify him, she seemed to be along for the own teaching role in midst of both of their pleasure. It wasn’t that he couldn’t be rough with Azzurra, it was just that he was scared to do so. To hurt her, to lose some control over himself. He could feel a dark part of him holding back since the two of them truly came of age. He couldn’t do that to his sister. Now it was a little different with everything going on between them.

With his initial entrance into her she’d pull him down into another deeper, heated kiss that he instantly fell in to and found her rhythm. His limbs carefully moved around her while he got more comfortable and he couldn’t help the couple soft thrusts he put into her as their kiss lingered on. He cared about the way she felt around him more than the sounds he pulled from her, but they were definitely a bonus. The desire in him flexed as she stopped to tell him not to hold back and that she wanted it rough in turn. It was incredibly hot to him. Her own deep motion into him dropping a loud, pleasurable sigh out of him that mixed in with her own.

He took the invitation, a paw placed above her shoulder to hold himself up over her while his other paw slid more behind her back holding her up just a bit off the ground. She was easy to handle at least, he wouldn’t struggle to lift her. Still he went a little easy as he found a flowing pattern into her, but he wouldn’t keep her demanding for more much longer. "Fuck..." he nearly whispered as he slowly felt her around all of him. Dropping his shoulders over her both of his paws grasped over her hips and just like that he was pounding into her with little restraint now. His paws worked together both to push into her and pull her into him simultaneously. He stopped just for a few seconds as he caught his breath and then went at it again for a longer time until he felt like he had to stop. A few more deep breaths and he picked himself back up off of her before uncoupling them completely and just moving not even a step away before laying on his back to raise his paw and invite her onto him again. He was breathless already, and his smirk got a little bigger as his lusted eyes looked back at her again. The fire was dying down, but it seemed like they wouldn’t need that for now.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-25-2022, 01:47 PM

Though inexperienced, he was confident at least. The man followed through with his thrusts and when she gave him free reign, he shifted so his strokes were deeper, rougher. As he hammered his body against hers, Cirrus moaned and groaned, the alcohol making her vocal and her actions freer. As he wrapped his arms around her, holding her up and pulling her into him, pale claws roamed over the brutes sides as she clung onto him. His growled out word of pleasure brought a choked moan from the fae. She did so love to hear the proof of pleasure from her lovers.

In time, the position became too much, which Cirrus could understand. It wasn't easy to pump into someone and hold them at the same time. The man released her, separating their bodies and the fae instantly felt the loss. Depositing himself onto his back, the man beckoned to her and the snow and charcoal fae wasted no time. Cirrus slid into his lap, small toes splayed out across his chest as she held her weight up. Tail curled above her spine as she lined up their bodies and oh so slowly sank back down atop him. A breathy moan pulled from the fae and a shudder coursed through her supple frame.

Cirrus was vocal, if anything. With her dainty paws still on the brute's chest, she looked down upon him with glimmering gold and blue eyes. "Just relax. Let me take care of you." She began to move her hips, her small, svelte body undulating as it rose and fell upon him. He was large and it took her a moment to find her rhythm as she was spread across his lap, but find it, she did. Claws pulled through the fur of his chest, toes pressed into the muscled flesh. Cirrus repeatedly rose and fell, taking him hard and fast, a growl on her peeled back lips. She was losing herself in this process and began slamming her body down with reckless abandon. Cirrus growled out her own, "Fuck..." as her climax came barreling towards her like a freight train.

"Cirrus"



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05-25-2022, 05:33 PM
She climbed up on him, placing her paws down on his chest while his own paws reached up to carefully caress along her sides. He was pretty drunk, everything about him felt heavy and grounded him. His paws though were so easy to raise up and lay on her almost as if she was controlling him herself. His head dropped back on the sands as she slid back onto him. Another sharp breath of relief from the way it made him feel.

His eyes moved generously up her legs and chest and to her face. Balthier was only filled entirely of lust, he could feel nothing for the stranger. But he more than enjoyed the company she gave him alone on the beach. He loved what she did to him, he wouldn't have to feel anything else between them. He still looked at her as if she was made of gold. The alcohol could have been clouding his judgement but no, the girl over him was completely beautiful.

His paws squeezed gently over her sides as he looked up at her, "God, you are fucking gorgeous." He sucked his teeth as his eyes rolled back before his gaze went back to her stroking form. His core clenched as his own desires and climax started threatening him. He held out as he let her ride him, his own groans and breaths clear signs of his pleasure under her. Instinctively his hips rolled into her but she held most of the control. As he contracted close to his end he nearly whispered, "Careful..." Because if she wasn't, well she would find out.

"Balthier Destruction"



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05-26-2022, 10:55 AM

Cirrus enjoyed the way that the big brute looked at her. She enjoyed the way that he worshipped her with his eyes, his paws. It was more than enough for the two-toned fae. She didn't expect any sort of emotional connection as she wouldn't give one in return. This was simply a way to pass the time between two consenting adults. They would enjoy each other for a while and would part ways with barely a wave of goodbye. That's how she liked it. Feelings were tiresome.

Her body moved, hips rolling, paws grasping at the mans dark chest. When he complimented her, Cirrus laughed, head thrown back in joy as she continued their ascent into pleasure. Ah, how she loved hearing those words. Yes, she was pretty and she knew it, but it was always nice to hear that others appreciated the time and effort she took to keep herself that way. The fae's silken tail swished back and forth over the man's most sensitive bits, but she kept it light with little pressure. A multi-tasker for sure.

A warning came along with a growl of pleasure and the small woman leaned in close, her chest touching his for a moment. "There's no risk here. Just do it. As much as you want." There was absolutely no risk of pregnancy for Cirrus. Her insides were faulty and she would never bear pups. Make things terribly easy for her to indulge in little trysts like this.

Once her words of permission were given, the fae sat tall once more. Her hips rolled with renewed vigor as she worked to bring her lover over the edge. Watching his face, hearing the noises that she pulled from him, that was enough to have her teetering on the edge of the precipice as well. When he finally fell, she would fall with him.

"Cirrus"



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05-26-2022, 05:23 PM
It wasn't the fact that he was worried about getting her pregnant, especially while he was drunk. He really wanted to live up to her expectation and let her have her own fun and release with him. It seemed she'd have that all covered though, she knew exactly what she was doing. For him, and for herself.

His paws trailed down to her hips but he didn't grasp onto her, he didn't hold any resistance. He let her keep going just as she wanted because he didn't need much coaxing to finish. He could have just grabbed her and hit home but he didn't want that. The longer he held back, the more he felt her swishing tail and let her keep her pace on him the better he knew it would feel in the end. He held his breath in grunts as his core tightened and he was close to expelling in her until he just couldn't hold it back anymore. He waited all the way until he was right there before finally grabbing her around her waist and pulling her into him in a joined effort. His head slammed back onto the sands while his eyes rolled back and it felt like the best he had ever had in his life. The amount of wine he drank didn't make him feel guilty about what he normally would, a sense of betrayal to Azzurra even with what was wrong between them. It was the same the night on the raft with her. Being drunk opened up a different almost emotionless side to him. He only wanted one thing when he was like this and the opportunity was there, this woman hadn't disappointed him.

His paws loosened around her and for a moment he didn't do anything but pant for the amount of work and pleasure he had just experienced. He went to pull the woman into him to lay with her as they recovered, hopefully she wouldn't run off so soon. He supposed he had been drinking enough not to care. But there was a part of him right on the surface that just wanted to hold her tight all night. He tried to let her know in just that subtle action, but if she pulled away he wouldn't force her back down. He wouldn't ask it of her out loud.

"Balthier Destruction"



Cirrus

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
81
size
Small
build
Light
posts
15
player
Res
05-27-2022, 07:26 AM

Cirrus knew that he was holding back, she could feel it in the way that he tensed, in the way that he breathed. Though he'd only been with one other woman, he knew enough to hold off his pleasure, letting it build until there was no other choice but to let himself go. Their panting and moaning melded into a symphony as their paces quickened and soon Cirrus felt that familiar tightening within her core. Little flutters of pleasure began and, the moment that the brutes paws tightened on her hips and he pushed her down upon him, the woman screamed out her pleasure. Her vision ran white as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss pounded her into the sands of lust and release.

It had been difficult to focus on the man's pleasure when her body was moving of its own accord, but she knew that he had reached his peak as well. Strong paws pulled her down atop him and Cirrus didn't fight it. Her slender body still quivered and quaked with the after effects of their passionate act. So small was she in comparison that she remained joined with him and could still place her cheek on his chest. Beneath her dark ear, she could hear the brutes heart hammering as it fought to return to its base rhythm. Her own was fluttering about as she worked to regain her own breath. So, while she came down from her high, laying upon him was fine.

It was fine for him as well. Arms wrapped around her almost affectionately and a part of Cirrus bridled against that feel. Something in the man felt like he needed this close contact though. Not that they hadn't already been as close as you could get, but this was a different kind of close. It was completely out of style for the woman, but she allowed the gold marked man to hold her for as long as he wished, though she knew she would be gone before the sun rose without ever knowing his name. They were such trivial things, afterall.

"Cirrus"