“But when night fell...”

He stepped even closer, bringing Cessilia’s eyes up to his face, where a nostalgic smile appeared.

“It was easier to spend time together.”

“Under the moonlight,” she whispered. “We’d sneak out to the roof and watch the stars. Or to the forest, and listen to the noises the animals made in the evening...”

Ashen nodded slowly.

“...It still feels almost unreal to be out in the daylight with you like this.”

He gently brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it, closing his eyes as if enjoying this given grace deeply. Cessilia blushed, feeling his lips pressed against her skin, his large hands gently holding hers. Ashen had always treated her so gently, carefully, as if she was the most precious and fragile thing in the world, despite knowing all too well she was much stronger than he was. It was his way of truly showing his affection for her.

Cessilia smiled as he raised her hand, making the jewelry shine when the sunlight hit it.

“...I really love it,” she whispered.

“I’m glad. I can’t promise I’ll give you presents often, but I will do what I can so you don’t miss out on anything.”

“Of course,” she chuckled.

In truth, there was nothing much that Cessilia was wanting more than this. She loved the spontaneity of this gift, she didn’t want Ashen to feel pressure to constantly give her more. She got on her toes and kissed his lips quickly.

“We have a castle to rebuild first,” she said, “and a Kingdom to get back in working order. A bridge to rebuild, and... a new city to plan too.”

He sighed.

“Sounds like we won’t have much time for our escapades.”

“We can always make time,” she chuckled. “We have Cece, and no matter how busy the day will be, the moonlight will still come, every night, to pull the lovers back together...”

“I’d sure love that.”

Ashen pulled her in to kiss again. Their kiss tasted like morning sunshine, seawater, and dried fruits. She caressed his nape and the bushy tip of his hair, unable to get enough of his new haircut. It was so satisfyingly short under her fingers, she couldn’t stop brushing her fingertips against it. While she had her arms around Ashen’s nape, he suddenly put his arms under her butt and lifted her up, carrying Cessilia effortlessly. She wrapped her legs around his torso.

“How am I supposed to swim like this?” she laughed.

“I’ll do the swimming.”

He lowered his body into the water, and gently carried her around. Although she had always loved diving and swimming, Cessilia was quite enjoying this too. It was as if they were floating and hugging, their bodies carried by the sea and rocked by its waves. It was so incredibly calm around them... They could only hear the birds, the sounds of nature, and sometimes, the growls of an excited dragon playing nearby. Cessilia was feeling quite excited too. The more time she and Ashen spent in the water, the more she wanted to tease him, and not just be carried away. She began to pour some water down his neck, making him grimace a bit, and soaked more of his hair as he kept swimming, unwilling to let go of her.

“Are you trying to give me an extra shower?” he sighed.

“You promised me swimming!”

“Here we go then.”

Without warning, he suddenly dropped her. Cessilia let out a faint scream, but easily found her way back to the surface. She realized they were in deeper water than just before, and had been surprised to find nothing under her feet when she expected to touch the bottom. Looking around for Ashen, she heard his laughter, loud and without restraint. Cessilia bit her lip, and splashed some water his way as retribution.

“Are you mad, my Queen?” he laughed, wiping the seawater off his face.

“You’re so childish at times!” she exclaimed. “You should be worried I could drown you back!”

“I’m at your mercy,” he sighed. “Although, I do think Cece would rescue me. You love me too much...”

Cessilia opened her mouth wide, in shock of how bold he suddenly was, and in a timely manner, Cece appeared right behind him too. The Silver Dragon swam right behind the King, its body pressing against Ashen’s back as if to offer some support, before exchanging a glance with Cessilia. Then, she saw her dragon dive back to disappear underwater again. For sure, Cece had already chosen which side to be on...

Soon enough, she and Ashen began playing in the water, teasing and flirting with each other like they were unruly teens all over again. Slowly but surely though, they were getting closer to one another. They went from splashing each other with water to more handsy games, trying to steal a kiss from one another without drowning in the process. The excitement was subtly evolving into something more sensual. Their skin got warmer, the space between them getting less and less, and their hands couldn’t stay off one another anymore. Their kisses got a bit more savage, needy, deep. Cessilia felt the heat rising inside, and Ashen’s hands on her were getting more invasive too. He grabbed her hips again, moving up under her skirt, caressing her skin and teasing her. She was almost riding his leg, and the proximity of their lower halves was getting hotter too. Above the water surface, their lips could barely part anymore. She felt his fingers in her hair, going down her back, caressing her nape and holding her close. Soon enough, he pulled down the top of her dress, revealing her breasts, the extremities perking up from the heat or cold, she couldn’t tell. Ashen’s lips went down to kiss, gently bite, and fondle them. His mouth on her skin was making her even more hot and excited. He kept teasing her, above and below, and Cessilia’s breathing was getting erratic. His tongue on her skin was so hot, and sexy... She gasped when his hand caressed her between the legs. Her thighs were already feeling so tense and hot, but this was taking it up another notch.

While she still rode him, Ashen suddenly pulled her up once again, carrying her back to the beach, out of the water. She realized the sun was getting high and hot as its rays hit her skin. Ashen walked back almost to the line of trees, and put her down for just a second. They threw their clothes under them, and Cessilia pushed him down, his butt hitting the fabric first. Before he could say anything, she sat across his lap, resuming their kissing. He didn’t seem to mind at all. Their kissing became more passionate now that they were both completely naked, hot and dangerously close to one another. She was already right above his manhood, but Ashen’s hands went back between her legs first and resumed the teasing, sending shivers of excitement throughout her body. Cessilia could feel the excitement rising, her desire building in her lower stomach. She tried to keep up with the kissing, a hand on Ashen’s shoulder to hold herself, but she wanted it. She wanted to feel him inside her so badly...

“Cessi...”

She went down, slowly, letting his hard member open her up again. Ashen let out a hoarse groan of satisfaction, and his hand squeezed her thigh a bit tighter. This was probably unbearably slow for him, but she loved the slow grinding inside, as their bodies readjusted to one another. This time, it felt a bit easier, more natural. Cessilia pushed until Ashen was so deep she could push no further, his member filling her to the brim.

“So good,” he whispered against her ear, caressing her neck.

She nodded faintly. She was riding Ashen, and they were both naked in the open, but she had never felt more confident, safe, and loved. Each of his movements was a caress meant to confirm his love for her. He adjusted their position a bit, making it easier for them to pleasure each other. The slightest move made Cessilia moan. He kissed her cheek, again and again, as if to soothe her, letting her decide when they’d move. There was no hurry now that their bodies were united, and already eager for more. They kissed deeply, and at some point, Cessilia began to gently undulate her body, at a slow but pleasant rhythm that woke more sensations in her. She had a hunch this would become her favorite position. Especially because Ashen had all the freedom to move too... and he didn’t wait long. After just a few more seconds, his hips began answering her movements, taking her a bit deeper, making her cry out more, wanting more.

“Ha... Ha... A-... Ashen...”

He kept kissing her cheek, or breathing against her temple, their faces so close they could feel each other’s excited breathing. His hands on her butt got a bit more impatient, and Cessilia felt him push farther and farther in, making her tremble and cry as he accelerated. She liked to be dominating, but Ashen’s restlessness was just as pleasant. He was like a hungry beast unleashed, slowly losing control of his desire, getting a bit more brutal and demanding. Cessilia was growing to like this. Trying to ignore how unfamiliar and embarrassing her own voice was, she leaned back, allowing him to get deeper, focusing on the sensations of him ramming into her, the depth he reached, not quite able to catch her breath.

“Cessi... Cessilia...”

Her name with his hoarse voice was an enthralling combo. She wasn’t very experienced in sex yet, but she did want to learn its secrets, to become better at it, to entice her King more and more. She could feel what so many women felt in becoming a man’s mistress... This desire to submit them to this pleasure, and bind them with their bodies. She wanted to become the one to bring him that pleasure, to make him intoxicated with the chemistry only the two of them shared. Cessilia was eager to master all the secrets of sex, the very good sex that made one forget everything else...

Ignoring how her voice seemed to get louder, raspier, and sexier, she began to accelerate her hips with the sounds of their skin slapping against each other.

She could feel the exquisite sensations from their wild love-making, Ashen’s rod feeling bigger, his large hands grabbing her skin and pulling her even more forcefully against him. His bestial groans were exciting her the most. She pushed him down, completely toppling him, her hands fiercely grabbing his shoulders to hold herself up; he wasn’t defeated just yet though. His hip thrusts were getting even wilder under her, making Cessilia cry out louder each time their bodies brutally collided again. She felt it. The faint tickle to let her know her release was coming, that wave building up in her lower stomach that was just waiting for the right moment to let go.

“A-Ashen... Ha... Ashen!”

As if he’d understood, he accelerated too, his groans getting louder, his hips accelerating again for the last sprint. Cessilia lost control before him. She felt her whole body tremble, while Ashen was still thrusting in, sending dangerous waves of pleasure, one after another, throughout all her limbs. Her voice was cut off from the mind-blowing sensation, and for a second, all that remained was Ashen’s final groans, before he got his release too.

It felt like an eternity before Cessilia managed to calm down, her body still tense, hot, and strange. Her breathing was completely out of control, but she suddenly chuckled, unable to control herself. Under her, Ashen suddenly tensed up.

“Oh,” he groaned. “That was one dangerous sensation...”

He sighed, and gently pulled out. Cessilia softly fell on top of him, out of strength, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder.

“I can fight a dragon,” she muttered. “So why is this so hard and draining...?”

“I’m glad I’m not the dragon,” Ashen chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “...Also, we can always practice our stamina with time.”

“Are you not satisfied?” Cessilia frowned, worried, and propped herself up on her hands to stare at him.

“My Queen, I am so satisfied, I worry we might have our firstborn on the way much sooner than planned. I’m probably the one who needs to practice my patience if our love-making sessions are so great.”