The hound's barks echoed through the tunnel as Alastor led Elysium to the palace entrance. The sounds of construction sounded through the air while the guards worked to rebuild the kingdom. Alastor pressed the door open to the palace, and the hounds excitedly jumped up onto the pair, nearly knocking Elysium to the ground. Alastor kept his hand around his wrist to hold her sturdy before he led her up the staircase to his chamber. When he opened his bedroom door, the scent of smoke and cedar carried into the hallway. The room was dimly lit by the fireplace that illuminated the bed. Alastor lifted Elysium by the waist, and she straddled him, tightening her grasp around his sides. He set her on her back and laid her on the bed. His fingers slowly moved to his shirt as he lifted it above his head and tossed it onto the ottoman. His eyes flickered to Elysium while he slowly lowered himself over her, brushing the hair from her forehead. He leaned down and kissed her, wrapping his fingers around her waist.
Straightening, Alastor lifted her back to her knees and sat her on top of him. Elysium's lips clashed with Alastor's while his tongue began to explore the inside of her mouth. His fingers dug into the back of her hair while he tugged down at her roots. Elysium's nails dug into Alastor's back, leaving red lines scattered upon his skin. Elysium's fingers trailed down to his pants while she played with the zipper, before she pulled them down, rubbing his bulge. Alastor lightly groaned at her touch, while he gently pulled her robe off. Elysium's nightgown strap fell over her shoulder, exposing the top of her chest. Alastor hungrily snatched her by the waist and untied her nightgown. It slowly fell to her thighs, exposing her naked body. Alastor discarded the rest of her clothing and pulled his pants off, leaving the two completely vulnerable. Alastor's fingers slowly traveled to Elysium's thighs while he moved her to the top of the bed, resting her back against the headboard. He stretched himself beside her, licking from the bottom of her ear to the nape of her neck.
Alastor pulled Elysium closer to him, toying with the clasps on her dress. Her body was suddenly freed from the tight material as her dress slowly slipped off her shoulders down to her waist. Breasts exposed, Alastor's eyes trailed over her small figure. His fingers traced down her stomach, amusingly watching the goosebumps rise on her skin. She tossed her head back, overcome with pleasure.
Elysium froze when she felt him harden beneath her. She began to panic when she realized he'd done this a million times, and she'd never done it once. Alastor noticed her distress and furrowed his brows, cupping her face with his hands while she straddled him.
"What's wrong?" He asked softly.
"You've done this so many times, I just-" She stammered.
"But, I love you, Ely," Alastor said reassuringly. "I've never loved anyone."
Elysium bit down on her lip, tucking her hair behind her ear nervously.
"It's not that…"
"What is it, then?" He asked, searching her face for answers. "Have you had bad experiences before?"
Elysium shook her head, eyes watering.
"Hey, hey, hey," Alastor straightened up, pulling Elysium closer to his chest. "What's the matter?"
"It's just," She could barely choke out the words. "I've never…"
Alastor suddenly understood, leaning back against the headboard.
"...Oh…" his voice trailed off.
Embarrassed, Elysium shrank back, burying her face in her hands.
"I'm sorry-"
"Sorry?" Alastor cut her off, knitting his brows together. "Why are you apologizing?"
"Because you've, you know…" Elysium chewed her cheek.
"That's not necessarily a good thing, Elysium," he replied flatly.
"Elysium," Alastor continued, eyes melting into a buttery soft brown. "We don't have to do this…"
Elysium ran her hands through her long, wavy hair.
"I want to, I promise," She said, leaning closer to him.
"I'm positive."
Alastor smirked up at her while his fingers slowly traced her entrance. His smile widened every time she trembled or her breath caught. He slowly slipped one finger inside of her, and Elysium raised her hips into the air. Pressing his lips against her bud, he swirled his tongue, taking pleasure in her hip movements and body language. Her thighs tensed while he kept going, making her hips rise from the tension. Finally, her fingers gripped the ends of his hair, bringing his mouth closer to her. Her legs squeezed the sides of his head while she panted loudly, before finally exploding, slowly coming down from her high.
Watching her was all that Alastor needed. He pulled her by the ankles to him before he entered her. Elysium's eyes rolled to the back of her head, rocking her hips. He pumped himself inside of her, groaning softly while he hovered over her, resting his mouth on her neck. She moaned loudly, trying to stay strong. Alastor noticed her overwhelming pleasure and used it as a signal to quicken his pace. He used one hand to press below her belly button, and the other to shield the tip of her head from the hard headboard. Her legs wrapped around his waist, sending him as far inside of her as he could go. He grunted heavily, staring into her ivory eyes. She softly called out his name.
"Fuck, Alastor," she moaned, pulling at her hair.
Alastor smirked, pumping harder everytime she uttered his name.
"Alastor," She moaned again.
He kept going harder and harder until he had to place his palm over her mouth to silence her voice. Her muffled moans sounded through the cracks between his fingers while he kept pushing inside of her. Sweat dribbled down his chest and back while his strong chest held him above her. The muscles on his back flexed while he loomed over her, his silver heirloom chain tracing the top of her lips. Elysium gripped the crest with her hands, pulling him closer like a dog with a collar. Their tongues danced together again before they pulled apart. Alastor stroked deep into her cervix while she bit down on her nails. He let out one final groan before his body twitched while still inside of her.
Lightly blanketed in sweat and panting loudly, Alastor let his head fall onto Elysium's shoulder. She lightly played with his dark hair, holding his head gently. Still undressed, Elysium crawled out from beneath Alastor, switching to her side. Alastor held her against his chest, spooning her small figure. He stroked her hair, kissing the top of her head until they both drifted off into sleep.