The kiss deepened, slow and building. Lys's hand moved down her back, tracing the curve of her spine through her nightdress. Selene shivered with his touch, her fingers curling into his shirt. Their breaths mixed, hot and quick, the room suddenly feeling too small and too warm at the same time. She shifted her hips, pressing against the hard line of his cock, and a low sound escaped her throat.
Lys groaned softly into the kiss, his grip on her tightening. The heat between them kept rising, slow and steady, but neither of them rushed, just letting the moment stretch out in the dark.
The sword on the table stayed forgotten beside them. And for once, Lys wasn't thinking about curses, missions, or anything except the way Selene felt against him.
He grabbed the back of her head, fingers sliding into her hair, and kissed her back hard. His other arm wrapped around her waist. Selene made another small surprised sound against his mouth that turned into something softer, hungrier. Their bodies pressed together under the blanket, the thin nightdress doing nothing to hide how warm she felt. Her breasts pushed against his chest, her leg sliding over his as she pressed closer.
The kiss deepened, slow and building. Lys's hand moved down her back, tracing the curve of her spine through the nightdress. Selene shivered with his touch, her fingers curling tighter into his shirt. She shifted her hips, pressing harder against the hard line of his cock, and a low, needy sound escaped her throat.
Lys groaned into her mouth; the sound was very raw. The heat between them had been rising all night, but now it snapped at last. Neither of them wanted to wait anymore. They were both too hungry, too wound up from days of dancing around each other.
Selene broke the kiss just enough to whisper against his lips, voice shaky with want. "I don't want you to hold back tonight."
That was all the permission he needed from her.
His hands slid under the hem of her nightdress, pushing it up slowly. The fabric dragged over her thighs, her hips, her stomach. Selene lifted her arms, letting him pull it over her head and toss it aside. She lay there bare beneath him, chest rising and falling fast, nipples already tight from the cool air and the way he was looking at her, making her a little embarrassed.
Lys sat back on his heels for a second, eyes drinking her in. "Fuck, Selene… you're….perfect."
Before she could say anything, he leaned down again, kissing her deeply while his hands explored her body. He cupped her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples until she arched into his touch with a soft whimper. His mouth followed, lips closing around one nipple, sucking gently at first, then harder, tongue flicking over the sensitive peak. Selene's hand slid into his hair, holding him there as her hips rolled against him.
She tugged at his shirt, getting impatient now. "Off with it. I want to feel all of you."
Lys sat up just long enough to yank it over his head. The second his bare chest pressed against hers again, Selene moaned, hands roaming over his back, nails lightly scratching down his spine. Their mouths crashed together once more, tongues sliding, the kiss turning messy and desperate as time passed.
His hand slipped between her thighs. She was soaked, her juices felt hot and slick against his fingers. He stroked inside her slowly at first, two fingers gliding over her pussy folds before circling her clit. Selene's hips jerked, a broken little gasp escaping her. "Lys… inside… please…"
He pushed two fingers into her, curling them just right. She clenched around him tight, moaning against his mouth. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, thumb still working her clit, while his other hand kept teasing her breast. Selene's strokes on his cock also grew faster, tighter, her thumb smearing the pre-cum over the cock-head until he was throbbing in her grip.
The room filled with the wet sounds of their hands and the soft, desperate noises they couldn't hold back. Lys added a third finger, stretching her more, and Selene's head fell back, lips parted in a silent cry.
"Ughh…I'm… close, Lys," she gasped, voice already cracking.
"Me too," he growled against her neck as his own pleasure was also building up from her stroking.
They moved together, frantic now, chasing their own pleasure by this point. Selene came first, her back arched hard, pussy clamping down around his fingers as she cried out, body shaking violently. The sight and the feel of her pushed Lys over right after. He groaned low, hips jerking as he spilled his cum over her hand and stomach, thick and hot.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. Selene's hand kept lazily stroking him through the aftershocks while Lys gently eased his fingers out of her. He kissed her softly after that, slower this time, tasting the salt on her lips.
As the post orgasm effect was kicking in, neither of them spoke for a long minute. Just the sound of their breathing and the faint creak of the bed as they shifted closer.
Selene finally whispered against his mouth, voice hoarse but warm. "Let's stay like this tonight… don't go back to your room before morning."
Lys smiled in the dark, pulling the blanket over them both. "Wasn't planning on it."
Even though they both came hard, neither of them was done.
They started kissing again, slower at first, then deeper. Selene rolled on top of him, straddling his hips, her bare pussy pressing against his quickly hardening cock. She rocked against him, grinding slowly, letting him feel how wet she still was. Lys groaned, hands gripping her ass, squeezing the soft flesh as she moved.
"Again? Aren't you tired?" he asked, voice rough.
Selene leaned down, lips brushing his ear. "No, I want more. I want all of you tonight. Just your fingers won't do."
She reached between his legs, wrapping her fingers around his cock and stroking him back to full hardness. Lys hissed through his teeth, hips bucking up into her hand. When he was rock hard again, she lifted herself on top of him and sank down onto him in one smooth motion.
Both of them moaned at the same time as she took his cock fully inside. Selene's inside was tight, hot, and so wet that his cock slid in easily, bottoming out with a wet sound that made her whimper. She sat there for a second, adjusting slowly, her walls fluttering around him.
"Fuck…Selene, you feel so…good," Lys breathed, hands sliding up her sides to cup her breasts.
Selene started moving on her own, rolling her hips in slow circles at first, then lifting and dropping, riding him properly. The bed creaked under them with every thrust. Lys met her movements, thrusting up into her, hands guiding her hips. Her breasts bounced with every motion, and he leaned up to catch one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard on it while she rode him faster.
After a while, Selene's head fell back, soft moans spilling from her lips. "Lys… harder… please…"
He flipped her suddenly, pinning her beneath him without pulling out of her. The new angle made her cry out louder as Lys thrust into her deep and steady, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the silent room. He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, driving himself even deeper inside her, and Selene's nails dug into his back, leaving red lines as she clung to him.
The headboard started knocking against the wall with every hard thrust of Lys. They both knew they were getting loud, but neither cared enough to stop now. Selene's moans turned into sharp little cries every time he bottomed out. Lys buried his face in her neck, sucking marks into her skin while he fucked her harder.
He reached between them, rubbing her clit in tight circles. Selene's pussy clenched around him, her whole body tensing.
"Ah..oh…I'm gonna cum again, Lys, Lys…slow down…." she gasped, voice breaking.
"Cum for me, Selene," Lys growled, thrusting faster instead of slowing down. "Let me feel you."
As his thrust got faster, she came with a loud, shaky cry, back arching off the bed, pussy pulsing around his cock. The feeling of her pulsing pussy dragged Lys right over the edge with her, too. He buried himself deep inside her pussy and came hard, groaning against her neck as he filled her inside.
Even though they both came, they still didn't stop.
Lys stayed inside her, still hard, and started moving again after a while, staying like this, slower this time, grinding deep. Selene whimpered, oversensitive but still pulling him closer.
"You want to do it again?" she asked, voice hoarse.
"Yes, can you handle it?" he asked, kissing her slowly and deeply. She just gave him a nod.
He pulled out only long enough to flip her onto her stomach. Selene pushed her ass up for him, legs spread. Lys gripped her hips and slid back inside in one smooth thrust. This angle was even deeper. Selene moaned into the pillow, fists clutching the sheets as he fucked her from behind this time.
His hand slid around to rub her clit while he pounded into her. The bed creaked louder now, the headboard thumping steadily against the wall. Selene's moans were muffled but still loud enough that they both knew someone in the house might hear. But for some reason, the thought of it only made them hotter, hungry for each other.
Lys leaned over her, chest against her back, lips at her ear. "Everybody in the house might have known by now what we are doing. Are you sure you can face them tomorrow?"
Selene pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. "I don't care about it right now. Just don't stop… please don't stop…ahh…ohh…"
After fucking for another half an hour or so, they both came for the third time together again, much harder this time, with their bodies locked and trembling. Lys spilled deep inside her while Selene clenched around him, moaning his name into the pillow.
They collapsed onto the bed, sweaty and breathing hard. Lys pulled her against his chest, kissing her shoulder, her neck, anywhere he could reach. Selene turned in his arms, kissing him slowly and lazily, their bodies still pressed together.
For a long time, they just lay there, touching gently, exploring with soft hands and softer kisses. Lys traced every curve of her body with his fingertips. Selene did the same, running her hands over his chest, his arms, the lines of his abs.
They didn't speak much, just enjoying each other's company as they both started feeling sleep hovering over them.
Eventually, the exhaustion caught up. Selene curled into his side, head on his chest, one leg thrown over his. Lys wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
The sword on the table stayed silent, forgotten in the corner, as if taking notes in their place about tonight.
Lys took one last glance at his system to see her name visible on a new list inside his status screen, listing her as his partner, and closed his eyes with a smile on his face.