“What are you d-doing?” she muttered, embarrassed by her new position.
“Trying to please my Queen,” he smiled, before going down.
His mouth against her opening made her yelp without thinking. Her panties came off, and the cold wind she felt was quickly taken over by his hot and moist breath. She gasped, her lower abdomen torn with excitement. She slightly arched her body without thinking, but the movements of Ashen’s tongue made her legs weak. It was hot, humid, and totally obscene, but her cries of pleasure came before she could stop them. The thoughts of his experience with this were quickly blown away by how good it felt. A bit strange, but there was no mistaking it: her shameless lower half enjoyed this. Cessilia had never imagined sex was this crude and unfiltered, despite her mind in a hot daze. She hadn’t thought much about it, but this didn’t feel like something that could be dreamt, more like a sheer, raw piece of reality. She closed her eyes again, focusing on her sensations, and Ashen’s shoulder and hands under her fingers. She wanted to enjoy this, and feel herself as a woman under his caresses. It was all about letting her inhibitions go, and trusting the other. Soon enough, she felt her insides become embarrassingly wet, and her lower abdomen begging for more...
“Ashen,” she called to him. “Ashen, p-please...”
He stopped and gently placed a trail of kisses from her abdomen to her chest and neck, all the way back up to her lips. Her lover had a strange taste now, but she didn’t hate it. He kept kissing her lovingly, while his lower body moved between her legs, a bit impatient despite his clothes... Cessilia smiled and playfully grabbed his butt.
“You temptress,” he groaned against her chin.
“T-take it off,” she ordered with a smile.
He grunted, struggling to take his pants off without moving from his position too much; Cessi’s arms around him wouldn’t let go. Finally, he was naked above her, and with a smile, the Princess grabbed his shoulders, making him roll to the side so she’d be the one on top.
“Let me d-do it,” she said from above him.
He nodded, his hands grabbing her hips, and pulled his head up for another kiss.
“Go slow,” he muttered.
Cessilia nodded, but slow or not, she felt ready. Never had she felt more like a woman than right now. She took a deep breath, trying to remember the few pieces of advice she’d heard before, and slowly rubbed their intimate parts together. The slow teasing made him groan and breathe louder, but she enjoyed feeling her body more and more ready... Finally, she gradually went down. Despite her breathing, she could feel his thickness push against her walls, a bit painful. Ashen’s hand on her waist was guiding her, though she could tell he was holding himself back from just pushing in. A sharp pain made her grimace, but she didn’t shy away from it, only going down further, focusing on the good sensations to occult the rest. Despite the pain, she could tell there was also something... fulfilling. His heat inside her felt... good. She breathed loudly and slowly moved, holding on to his torso while going back up and down.
“...Are you alright?” he asked in a whisper.
His husky voice excited her a little. She could tell he was enjoying her insides pressing around him, and it made Cessilia smile and forget the pain a bit more. She bravely moved again, stubbornly looking for genuine pleasure. The pain wasn’t as bad as she had imagined, but it wasn’t going away. Cessilia ignored it, and kept going, her graceful body gliding up and down. It was like a dance on his body, a search for that perfect harmony. The sound of their flesh slapping began to resonate in the cave, along with their heated breathing; Ashen grabbed the curls around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss, trying to tame his instincts. Her narrow walls were driving him insane. He wanted to ram in savagely, yet the still rational part of him was terrified at the idea of hurting her. His manhood was sucked in and out, making him grunt in helpless pleasure already. The slow back-and-forth was akin to torture, pulling his sanity and desire further and further from one another. Without thinking he began moving under her, his hands grabbing her hips and taking her with him. Cessilia cried out, in pleasure this time, and barely held herself from falling, holding on to his shoulders, her mouth constantly open to let out successive moans. They had found a rhythm, a little rough but not savage. She could feel his pounding resonating throughout her entire body, the waves of pleasure slowly obliterating the pain. Her breasts were bouncing above his face, her hair covering them like a curtain. Sometimes, they’d find a way to kiss, but there was no slowing down, only the awkward, jerky, irregular breathing and their lips trying not to miss each other.
“Are... you... alright?” he asked in between his pounding.
Cessilia nodded helplessly at first, trying to catch her breath.
“I like it,” she muttered. “I like it... Ah! Ah... I… Ah... I like it...”
He smiled, and kept going, perhaps a bit more restless. His manhood wanted more, and he could feel she had grown more used to him. Their exchange was wetter, hotter... He moved to sit up, letting her wrap her arms around his shoulders, and moved his hips and her butt a bit faster. His excitement was taking over, but he could tell he was close to release, and her cries had turned into excited screams. Trying to keep his last restraint, he thrust again and again, listening to Cessi’s voice and focusing on her to finish. He looked for her eyes, staring at her dazzling beauty, the thin tears shining in her eyes, and her cute flustered expressions. His eyes narrowed briefly, and he found his release, pulling out almost one second too late. He grunted, gushing against her hip, and let out a long sigh of relief. Cessilia’s breathing was still hot and loud against his ear, and he moved his hand again, caressing her while his arm was holding her close. She cried again, her nails scratching his back when he teased her little button, but he now knew the sound of pleasure in her voice. He kept going, making circles on her entrance with her own fluids, making her hot and breathing hard again.
“A-Ashen...” she cried.
“I love your voice, Cessi,” he gently whispered to her, caressing her hair.
His hot, deep voice was the trigger she needed. Something brutally sparked in her lower abdomen, cutting her breath and making her gasp. It wasn’t what she expected, but it was a new sensation, and definitely pleasurable. She took several long seconds to take it in, feeling her breathing slowly calm down. Ashen’s hands were gently caressing her legs, letting her come back to her senses by herself. When Cessi opened her eyes again, she met with Ashen’s, and they smiled at each other, in a strange daze. Without a word, they slowly pulled closer for another tender kiss. Their bodies against each other, caressing each other’s hair, they kissed slowly, only focused on the other, forgetting everything else. There was nothing special about this kiss. It was a kiss like many others between two lovers, but it had an unbearable, almost painful taste of happiness caught in a fleeting, fragile moment.
When they quietly parted again, Ashen left a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
“How do you feel?”
“I’m fine,” Cessilia muttered, a bit embarrassed. “You d-don’t have to ask so much...”
“Sorry, I’ll stop now. ...Then shall we bathe a bit?”
“C-can we?”
“This water should be fine, it’s not deep at all and surprisingly clean. As long as we don’t fall asleep.”
Cessilia glanced back and, indeed, the water was rather clear, for seawater. Plus, she had been intrigued by it for a while now. With Ashen’s help, she got up, surprised by the lingering sensations in her body. She didn’t think her insides would feel so strange after sex, but she didn’t mind it much. It was like proof she wasn’t a virgin anymore...
Ashen went in the water first, carefully stepping on the bed of seashells and shivered. Then, he forced himself to dip his whole body in, although it wasn’t that deep. He looked surprisingly good with his white hair wet. Cessilia joined him quickly, trying to ignore how naked she was in front of him. After all, it was too late to hide, and she didn’t want to act shy. She bravely stepped in after him, finding the water at a good temperature thanks to her natural body heat.
“I love this p-place,” she said with a smile.
“I knew you would... I’m happy I brought you here.”
For a while, they swam around and teased each other, playing with the water. However, just as Ashen had said, it was rising rather quickly. Cessilia noticed the water that was previously at their waist was soon almost to their shoulders, and the path was already under a couple inches of water when they went to retrieve their clothes.
“Let’s go,” said Ashen, taking her hand after they both got dressed. “I don’t want to have to call your ride to get back...”
Cessilia chuckled, amused. She could only imagine what Ashen would risk if Krai found them there... She glanced one last time around the cave and carefully put one of the seashells she had collected in her pocket. It wasn’t the largest or probably even the prettiest she could have found, but it was intact, in good condition, and she liked the size of it. She had taken just one, for memory. If this cave was their secret she could only visit once in a while with him, at least she’d have a memento until the next time...
Chapter 16
“...Cessi, if you keep making that face, I’m really going to have Krai stick to you like the stench behind an old dragon’s butt.”
She bit her lips, glancing at her reflection in the mirror and noticed she had begun smiling again without even thinking about it. In the mirror, Nana, who was helping her brush her hair, exchanged a smile with her.
“...Well, Lady Tessa, I think you’re just a bit upset over last night.”
“How could I be?!” protested Tessa, blushing. “I... I barely remember anything!”
