It was bound to happen eventually.

[heiresy]

Who: Aymeric and Yenh
What: They're gonna bang, probably.
When: Sometime after the Feast.
Where: The castle, then Yenh's shacking-up shack.
Warnings: Sex, most probably.


[It had all become rather routine now. Not in a bad way, really. But, in the past weeks he had purchased himself some clothing to blend in better. He had established his comings and goings. And for now, he decided that it was pertinent to keep his head down. Gathering the Mistress' ire was certainly foolish.

Once his shift was over, he hurried to the dorms to change, and then try to catch Yenh at the end of her day. He was dressed unusually- Not in general, simply in relation to the ceremonial garb or the thong that he's been breaking in for a couple weeks. This was a fairly simple tunic, cut in panels and tailored handsomely around his torso. He wore leggings in a cream color with a pair of soft leather boots. He looked almost like a regular citizen, aside from being a full head taller than most of the men puttering in the village.

Nearly fifty paces away he catches sight of her silhouette and tell-tale red hair.]

Yenh!

Comments

[crimsonlight]

[She closes her eye against the hand, which adds to the rather goofy grin she's giving him. And no, she isn't going to answer that question. "I have a sleep disorder, probably" is not a good sexy answer. With a reminder to keep herself in check so that she does not speak too coarsely to him, she holds her hands still... but doesn't let go of him, yet.]

Ah, I can't stand having to decide—I crave both.

I make it your choice, milord.

[heiresy]

[Even if her hand is still, his hips aren't. The vision of her there, in front of his cock. Saying such things. He comes with a bit-off moan as she "milords" him. He looks much the same as he did the last time he came the time before— his mouth open, eyes shut tight, head thrown back in unfettered ecstasy. ]

[After a moment, he regains himself, covering his face with his palm.]

I'm so sorry-

[crimsonlight]

[Yenh is directly in the blast zone—though because she wasn't expecting it, the spray pattern isn't anything to write home about. It definitely got her on the lips and cheek, but, less sexily for probably many people, also in her hair.]

[Given the sight on display before her, she hardly notices. Seeing him like this is just as good the second time. Maybe better, now that she has enough of her own wits left about her to really appreciate it.]

[Releasing his groin, she snakes a hand downward, where her fingers begin to make quick work of her clit. Yenh trails rough kisses along his inner thigh and moans words of praise half into his flesh.]

No, no, don't apologize- that was wonderful.

[heiresy]

I can at least repay the favor— [As he's now trying to wipe his own jizz from her face and hair, somewhat ineffectively. He watches her with adoration as she kisses and touches herself. He says he can repay the favor, but he's not actually sure that his skills would match up with hers in the oral department. Hm. He wipes his hand on the sheets, then places it on a shoulder blade to give her a hopefully seductive rub. ]

[crimsonlight]

[ Skills or not, her eyes snap toward him, wide and eager. Would he? But then she hesitates. No, no, trading favors doesn't feel right at all. Even if he meant it as a turn of phrase, Yenh slows her stroking down to little more than pressure against herself, her expression showing something like uncertainty. ]

You're under no obligation to. [ But that sounds weird and dicey, so she elaborates: ] I won't resent you, if you don't desire it.

[heiresy]

'Tis not that I don't desire it... Yet my skill in comparison to yours is perhaps laughable... [His hands are upon her back still, giving a facsimile of a massage.]

If that is alright with you, however...

[crimsonlight]

[ She can scarcely believe it. Does he think himself so inadequate? Or is he nervous...? Yenh gives him a breathy laugh as she sits back on her knees. A fond smile settles in on her features, and the end of her tail twitches in eager need. ]

It's you I'm interested in, not your skill. And anyroad, if you are truly so lacking, I've no issues with training you.

[heiresy]

[The idea of being trained like that was honestly pretty arousing. He looks at her with half-lidded eyes. He picks her up by the ribs to drag her onto him.]

What is the most pleasurable position then?

[crimsonlight]

[ Yenh giggles at being hauled around, resting her hands on his chest. She enjoys the contrast of his pale skin under the deep warmth of hers. ]

Each position has its merit and mood. But seeing as you may be needing a lesson... lie on your back.

[heiresy]

[He wriggles into comfort, laying as she asks him to with his hands loosely around her.]

Like this? Now what?

[crimsonlight]

Now... I shall position myself on your mouth.

[ She scoots up, feeling a rush and a bit of shame that she is going to sit on the Lord-Commander's face. She pauses shy of actually doing it, though. ]

As long as you're alright with this.

[heiresy]

[He too feels some sense of "Oh we shouldn't" as he can now see between the Warrior of Light's legs. This would take some getting used-to. He presses on.]

But of course. I had asked for your guiding hand in this matter.

[As he places a hand on her ass, bringing her down the rest of the way.]

[crimsonlight]

[That settles that.]

[The feeling that she's doing something wrong is admittedly preposterous, given the acts they've already performed on each other. Pushing it aside, Yenh shifts to position her clit directly in the line of action. May as well set him up for success. She also sets him up not to get smothered to death by making sure she isn't bearing her weight down on him.]

Demonstrate what you do know. Assuming you don't bite anything off, I won't chastise you.

[heiresy]

[He gets a small flashback to Sixty-nining with Egon. Why does he keep finding himself with others genitals hovering above his face? Not that he's complaining. ]

...I'm more experienced with men, but I assure you that I believe the fundamentals to be similar.

[And with that, a small demonstration with his tongue. He feels strange keeping his eyes open at such an intimate distance, so he allows them to flutter shut. He leans into his task. He's not awful ]

[crimsonlight]

[Well, that's a relief. For all his fretting, she was starting to think he might be extraordinarily confused when confronted with her genitals at point-blank.]

[Even if he isn't expert, there's a lot to be said about how much she wound herself up. Yenh "oohs" to start, and then arches slightly to adjust the angle of the ride.]

Yes... involve your hands. A- as best as you can, from this position, and however you wish.