Kitten whispers and tickle fights. [Aeyt!] [M]

[Rhindeer]

"You even have a whole island out there? What don't you have?" Einin said, blushing anew at the thought of...well...making love on an island. Outside. It seemed awfully scandalous, even if he has said it was private--scandalous, and yet the idea, for some reason, excited her, the same way it was both terrifying and weirdly arousing when he had carried her, naked, through his estate. Why should that be exciting? They could get caught! And yet...

Bracing herself against him, she began to move again, slow at first but gradually increasing her pace, her breaths coming out in little whimpers. "I...I can't wait to see it all," she breathed, and ducked down to kiss him, pressing their bodies together fully for a moment, breasts brushing against his chest.

[Aeytrious]

        "You will see it all," Ryk told Einin. "As for the island, it's an island only in that it's surrounded on all sides by water," he explained. "It's very small, and it has a hedge closing in the middle." He caressed down Einin's back as she lay against him. His thrusts had slowed and he kissed her neck softly. He was growing dangerously attached to this young woman.
        "When you're my wife," Ryk began, "all of this will belong to you. Our heir will be secure. You will want for nothing, and all your needs will be seen to while you pursue other interests. I hope that pleases you little bird."

[Rhindeer]

Einin paused at Ryk's words, and glanced down between them briefly before looking back at him. "An heir, er...later on, yeah?" she said slowly, eyes wide. Talk of having a child always threw her off balance and filled her with panic,  because she knew she wasn't ready for that! Not yet! Even though she was, er, definitely doing the sort of thing that generally lead to babies.

"Way later on. I gotta still do my Owl stuff!"

[Aeytrious]

A bark of laughter escaped Ryk at Einin's obvious fear. He kissed her gently on the neck and couldn't help but grin at her. "Silly little bird, we'll have the child when you're ready. But even then, how much effort do you think will be needed from you beyond carrying the child and nursing?" Ryk pushed her hair from her face and looked Einin in the eye. "You will spend as little or as much time with the child as you desire. Shower them with love when you're with them. Their education and general care will be handled by maids and tutors. Their meals cooked by the kitchen staff. When did your own mother ever wipe your face? Who bathed you, or feed you? The wealthy birth children, and pay others to rear them."

[Rhindeer]

Einin was still on Ryk now, the topic distracting her away from the moment, and she snorted at his words. "Well, the carrying part and birthing part is a lot of effort in itself," she muttered, but he had a point when it came to the other parts. "It's super painful and sometimes people die and then your body's all a mess. That's a lot!"

She pressed her forehead against Ryk's. "Plus I...don't wanna be a bad mother. I want my kid to actually like me. And you."

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk smiled up at Einin even as a dark thought ran through his mind. Would he be a good father? His tattered past was not the kind that bred good men, good fathers. He knew though that a person could rise above their beginnings. "You will be an amazing mother," he told her. "Your children are going to love you. You're kind and generous, and have good morals, though I may have convinced you to bend a few." He sat up fully and tipped her face up to look in her eyes. "You're going to shower your children with love." Ryk lifted Einin, laying her beneath him, and gently slid back into her. "You're the kind of woman that's the mother in children's tales, standing up to monsters to save her children. And do you think I would really let this perfect body be ruined by children? Haven't you noticed most wealthy women retain their figure after child birth? Magic my dear. Magic makes many things possible." Ryk's gentle thrusts matched his gentle tone, and he kissed Einin deeply, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he closed his eyes and set aside thoughts of children.

[Rhindeer]

Magic could do all that?

Come to think of it, her mother did have a perfect figure...and Einin had never stopped to think about that. Never questioned it. Was her body natural or the product of magic? That was...kind of reassuring, but didn't do much to quell her other fears, like the pain of childbirth, caring for a tiny human, carrying a tiny human in her belly for months and not being able to do all the things she wanted to do because she was fat with a kid and had to be careful because even a clumsy fall could be bad, and just, well...the whole "lifelong commitment to a thing you made" part. That was a lot of responsibility, even if she had servants to manage a lot of that. Those were all terrifying thoughts!

...but hey, at least her body would still look great after?

She was not convinced.

But she was happy to shelve the topic for now before she had a panic attack, because she did not want to think about that while she was doing the sorts of things that lead to that sort of result. Children were a concern for way, way, way later on. She wasn't even engaged yet!

She ran her hands through Ryk's hair, deepening the kiss, before her hands trailed down his back, tracing the contours, dips, and rise of muscle. She found his ass and gripped it tightly, rolling her hips up into his thrusts with a little more need. Breaking the kiss, she gently nipped the side of his neck before pressing her lips just below his jaw, breath warm against his skin. "Harder," she breathed, deciding that would be a good subject change.

[Aeytrious]

        With Einin under him now, the only place Ryk could really look was at her. The stars were above them, so Einin had them in full view, but they didn't really beat these stellar tits. They were small, yes, but they were very nicely shaped, with spectacular areolas and the most delicious looking nipples. Her smaller stature made it quite impossible to suck on them in their current position, but that didn't stop Ryk from thinking about it. Einin's fingers elicited chills from him as she slid them down Ryk's back, and when she gripped his ass and rolled her hips he could only be happy with how much more bold she'd grown. "Harder" she breathed, and an electric jolt shot through his body. Harder he could do.
        Ryk gave a hard thrust, one that was likely to shock and hurt Einin, but it would also change her state of mind. The following thrusts were more what she had been looking for. They were harder and faster, an audible slap from their bodies meeting over and over again. Ryk would be utterly impressed if Einin could keep from crying out with pleasure. He was hammering away growing faster and faster, making sure to thrust hard but not so hard as to hurt her, much. As he neared his climax, Ryk's mouth locked onto Einin's with great passion. His cock thrust in as far as it could go and let loose a shower of his seed. Einin was so full from his multiple ejaculations, that it had started to leak out around his still spasming cock.
        Ryk finally broke off his hungry kiss, and let out a heavy breath, clearly winded from the quick burst of exertion. "Was that hard enough for you my beautiful future wife?" As he dismounted her, Ryk closed Einin's legs and turned her on her side in a way to hold his semen inside her as best as possible, while he laid behind her and held her to his chest. "Try to keep your legs together dear. Don't want it leaking out all over to make a mess. You won't enjoy laying in that."

[Rhindeer]

Ryk gave her exactly what she wanted, and Einin could only cling to him as he delivered. Hard and rough, he pushed her right to the edge of pain but didn't quite cross it—if anything, the shock of it only intensified what she was already feeling. Exhausted, light-headed from pleasure, she could only cling to him hard and let out muffled cries against his mouth. She was definitely going to feel this later; she was already starting to feel a little raw and her thighs ached, but not enough to overshadow the other sensations keeping her deliciously distracted.

By the time Ryk filled her, she was trembling and her legs were shaky, enough that she knew it would be some time before she could walk straight. Panting, she let him roll her over, body limp and boneless for the time as she tried to catch her breath and come down from her high. Ryk's question got a breathless snort out of her, because she figured the answer was quite obvious, but for the moment she couldn't answer with words and could only offer up a weak thumb's up.

It had been a busy night, to say the least. And now, as the heat of the moment cooled down, she could finally feel how sore and sensitive she was. It was a good kind of sore, though, like after a good workout, only this had been far more fun. But she also felt she might need a break before her legs opened again, because he had indeed taken her hard, as requested.

She scooted back against him, arms wrapping around his own and holding them to her chest. His instructions made her wrinkle her nose a little. Laying in a mess? Oh. Right. "Oof, yeah. Uh...got a towel handy? 'Cause like...I'm gonna have to move eventually and when I do...it's gonna be kinda, y'know..."

[Aeytrious]

        "There's no need to worry about that little bird," Ryk said, before drawing his finger tips across Einin's skin in a gentle caress. His lips pressed into the back of her neck, mustache and goatee tickling her skin. He had had a spectacular time playing with Einin, and while he did need a moment to rest, he wasn't sure he was quite done with her. "I would like to share more memory wine with you. The unique experience can change even in this short time." His fingers continued to wander, while his lips continued to feast, and he only paused when he felt a shadow slip away, leaving behind a tray table with a bottle and two glasses, along with a small stack of fabric. Ryk knew that it would be exactly the wine he was looking for and a kerchief and shorts for Einin. His ever vigilant servants always performed better than could be desired.
        "Give me just a moment," Ryk said, slipping away from Einin. "Just stay right there." He rose from his place beside her and crossed to the tray. He grabbed the folded fabric in one hand, the bottle and glasses in the other and went back to Einin. He set down the wine and presented the thick cotton fabric, that women often used for menstruation, and shorts to Einin. There was another smaller cloth, likely meant to wipe up any already present mess. He could tell just by looking at the shorts that they would likely fit Einin but half her ass was going to be exposed. He definitely wasn't going to complain. He then poured them both some wine. He waited for Einin to finish putting on the shorts before handing her the glass, and taking a sip. His mouth was filled with the taste of chocolate and tobacco, two of Nammicks favorites. His memory was of Dylanna. Her naked body under his as she had finally given in to his charms. Dark skin glistening with sweat, her moans of pleasure as he thrust into her.
        The memory brought Ryk's cock to full attention. He was definitely ready to go again, though the erection did feel a little sore. That wasn't going to stop him though. If Einin was up for more he would keep going. If she had the desire to continue but the body was flagging, then he would just have to get her a potion. Magic was so often the best solution.

[Rhindeer]

Presented with the cloth and shorts, Einin felt heat rush to her cheeks and felt stupid for it. She recognized the cloth, all right. She used them monthly. For some reason, Ryk handing her one was even more embarrassing than what they had been up to that night, and she wasn't quite sure why. He'd been with plenty of women! Of course he would know about woman stuff!

Turning her back to him, she quickly cleaned herself up, folded the cloth in the shorts, and then dressed. Well, half dressed. She was still topless, and she may as well have been wearing nothing for as much as the shorts covered, and she couldn't help but pick at the legs of them as though trying to make them stretch more.

Not that...it really mattered, did it?

Finished, she sat cross-legged, took the glass Ryk offered her, and took a sip. After all that, ah, exertion, she was tired and incredibly thirsty but she knew better than to chug it like she wanted to. Memory wine was to be savored, after all--and savor it she did.

As Ryk had stated, the memory could change even in a short time, and it had. The wine tasted like chocolate raspberry cake and the memory that came to her was the faire--getting lost in the maze together, betting on pigs, escaping into that random house...

She flushed even darker and sipped more wine quickly. Oh jeez...

Stealing a glance over at Ryk, she said, "What was your memory?"

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk looked down at his cock as his answer to Einin's question. "Can you not tell? It was of sex. Delightfully sweet sex with a woman worthy of being my equal." He had moved closer to Einin as he spoke, kneeled next to her and looked her in the eye. "And I want more." He did not disturb her position, sitting cross legged, wine in hand, but he moved his mouth to Einin's neck, a hand to her breasts. Just a quick taste of her before he pulled away. "But perhaps you need a break. Something to eat and drink?"