Sunset Secrets [M]

Draconian · August 26, 2015, 07:47:32 PM

Gardenia could only smile at him.

One of those sad smiles because she knew. After showing him this he would... Leave. Of course she'd be herself but... Still, he would be afraid of her and leave. Selfishly she shuffled closer to him, pushing aside the little bits of food left over before she was sitting next to him, sitting sideways. Her knees touching his thigh.

Hands flat against her own thighs.

"You're not so bad yourself," She whispered, chewing on her lip. Could she? If ... Gardenia could be that selfish. A quick glance towards the sky. The sun was starting to dip, the sky was red and beautiful, the clouds in the sky were painted gold.

In a bold move - a very bold move - Gardenia crashed her lips into his, eyes squeezed shut before she seated herself in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Maybe if she showed him this before she showed him that he would... React better.

Maybe.

It was worth a try. Either way, she knew it wouldn't end well.

Rhindeer · August 26, 2015, 08:10:25 PM

Hyacinthe didn't think he could be more surprised, but Gardenia did it again.

Suddenly her lips were against his, soft and warm, and her weight was in his lap, and Hyacinthe let out a muffled gasp and threw his arms around her out of reflex, one hand settling on her cloak and the other settling on smooth skin. For a second he went stiff with shock, but a second later he melted, his heart pounding in his ears as he found himself kissing her back. Maybe his knowledge of carnal pleasures was limited, but he'd done plenty of kissing and felt confident there.

Maybe...maybe this was it? What she wanted this night to be? To really start over and redo their wedding night? He'd been scared to death that night because she was a stranger and they hated each other, but he felt none of that now--especially with the way she'd flung herself at him! Like she wanted him, not like they were being forced. She wasn't obligated here; she knew that, right?

They were husband and wife...

Breathing heavier, both hands slid down to her hips and pulled her closer as his lips moved against hers, tasting her, and he hoped beyond hope that she couldn't feel the tremor in his hands--because he was still nervous to be holding a naked woman!

Breathless, he broke the kiss at last and stared at her with wide eyes. "Oh...was that...also part of the surprise?"

Draconian · August 26, 2015, 08:54:01 PM

Was this also part of the surprise?

Gardenia looked at Hyacinthe with hooded eyes, her own pulse picking up speed. Nervous. Mostly nervous. Doing this was last minute and the urgency she felt to not scare him off surprised her. Before it was a ripple in the pond and now... What would she do? When he pulled away she reached up to tuck a piece of hair behind his ear.

"Yes," she whispered lowly. It was an impulsive moment and she rolled her hips against him looking over her shoulder quickly. Still plenty of time. Sort of. Maybe. Gently she bit her lip and moved her hands down his arms to gently trail along the tops of his hands.

"No," She corrected shortly after moved in to kiss him again, "But I want this too. I want to... Share this with you before..." Gardenia looked at him, leaning back slightly before her fingers started to tug at his shirt, "Before the sun sets." Another kiss and she pulled back, "Can we? Is that okay?" Gardenia's hands stilled at his shirt, her knuckles brushing against skin, "We don't have to if you're... If you're not ready."

Rhindeer · August 26, 2015, 09:48:14 PM

Before the sets?

Because there wouldn't be as much light and fumbling in the dark might be awkward?

But Hyacinthe didn't think to ask for clarification, because he had her in his lap now--and she was already wreaking havoc on him with that little hip roll that had him realizing just how painfully tight his breeches had grown. He gasped into another kiss and rocked back up against her, and his hands tangled in her hair.

"I'm ready," he said, and kissed her again, her lips, then her jaw, before he used the gentle grip in her hair to tilt her head so he could get at her throat. "You're my wife," he breathed against her skin between nibbles and licks, "and...and we don't hate each other, so...if you want me, too..."

Gods, this was like something straight out of one of her books! Doing this out in nature and everything! He always figured his first time would be traditional, in a bed with candles and all that, but this felt more exciting. Speaking of her books, oh gods, hopefully he could remember everything he'd read, and yet, he didn't feel as crushingly nervous as before. Nervous still, of course, because of course he wanted it to be good for her, too, but less because at least she was more experienced, which meant at least one of them knew what they were doing.

Sliding his hands down through her hair, his hands went to his coat and he shrugged it off, then yanked his shirt off after, before he crushed his lips against hers again and boldly cupped her breasts, thumbs caressing over her nipples.

Draconian · August 26, 2015, 10:02:49 PM

His wife.

What an odd phrase.

It was strange to be someone's wife of all things. Married before they'd gotten to know one another. Now here she was, being sneaky to keep him tied to her before she... Gardenia's thoughts fled her mind and a little moan left her throat.

Another little roll of her hips after he'd removed his top, her fingers moving up his sides to cup his chin and caress his cheek. Her hand went to the tie in his hair to pull that out before she ran her fingers through it. It was entertaining in a way, he was fair and pale. The blushes showed up on him like stains against his cheeks and Gardenia smiled at him after pulling away for a moment.

It didn't occur to her to feel bad about this. It was technically something they should have done long ago! The timing could be better. Another little glance over her shoulder and she moved her hands to his, drawing her fingers gently over the backs of his hands before she moved her hands back to his sides, down to the ties of his pants. "Hyacinthe," She said his name gently, boldly cupping him in her hand.

The morning after their wedding night sprang to mind and she gave him a kiss on the forehead before she untied his pants. "You know," she whispered softly against his lips, smiling, "That morning, I woke up with my hand like that," Gardenia's tanned hand was wrapped around his member and she gave it a gentle squeeze, "I didn't want you to know I was awake so I pushed us off the bed." Another hand movement and she gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you," meaning the morning she'd coldly left him in her bedroom.

Though, she supposed there was a chance of hurting him now too.

Rhindeer · August 26, 2015, 10:47:34 PM

Moans. Okay, moans were good! That must mean he was doing something right! And Hyacinthe definitely hoped he was, because it was a challenging thing to translate prose to reality as his mind raced because he was touching her breasts. His cheeks were quite flushed and he was certain she could feel the heat radiating off of him.

His hair came free, tumbling around his shoulders, and then--

Whoa!

Gardenia's hand slipped into his pants and his breath hitched, his hips jerking in surprise and pleasure both, and he gave a sharp gasp through his nose when she squeezed. If he hadn't been fully hard before, that did it, and he buried his face against Gardenia's neck in embarrassment and enjoyment and turned his head so he could kiss and suck at her skin.

"I...I know," Hyacinthe managed to say as he squirmed under her touch, hips shifting and face burning. It felt good, yet strangely vulnerable to be touched like that--because it was, after all, the most sensitive spot on his body. "I was awake, uh...I just...didn't know what to do so...uh...gods, I forgive you!" It was really difficult to have a conversation right now!

Taking a cue from her books, he reached up suddenly and unclasped her cape, letting it fall behind her, then guided her legs around his waist. "Hold on," he said, before he wrapped his arms around her and tipped her backwards onto the blankets--and nearly faceplanted atop her in the process, because though she was smaller, women weren't weightless in real life like they were in her books! He caught himself on his hands before they could bash their faces together, laughing sheepishly, and tried to cover up his fumble with another searing kiss.

"Pretend that was flawless," he breathed, before he kissed her lips and neck, and then her breast. He shifted, adjusting to get more comfortable, and sat back in a kneel with his hands resting on Gardenia's parted knees--and his face heated anew when his eyes fell on what was between them. That's what it looked like? What...how...?

He stared. Quite openly. Not in disgust, not in horror, but in utter intrigue and curiosity.

Where...where was the "button" her books talked about?

Draconian · August 27, 2015, 12:02:11 AM

Like he requested, Gardenia held on. Legs going around his hips, her arms holding his shoulders. This wasn't what she intended the night to be but... This was nice. A nice... Calm before the storm. Sort of calm. Gardenia gave a startled yelp when he all but dropped her backwards and when he

"They'll write books about how flawless and valiant it was," She teased, moving her hands to her breasts to rest them there. Watching him watch her. Though quickly his staring turned her self-conscious and she snaked a hand down to cover her womanhood, sitting up slightly and resting on her elbow. Though she didn't jerk away or close her legs. Still, it was embarrassing!

"You don't have to stare. That's normal. I mean, they all look different but that's normal," A hot blush was on her cheeks and she looked away after a moment before frowning at him slightly. It was one thing to be naked and touching, it was entirely different to just... Stare!

Rhindeer · August 27, 2015, 09:07:48 AM

"Oh, no! No no, I'm not...it's just...I've never really seen..." Hyacinthe fumbled over his words as he snapped a look to her face, cheeks quite red. "It's not a bad stare! It's a good one!"

Reaching out, he grasped her hand and slid it out of his view, guiding it back onto Gardenia's belly. "I like it, don't worry." And after a quick breath to gather his courage, he brought his fingers to her sex and tentatively touched her, still not really sure of what he was doing, but there was supposed to be a spot there that drove women wild and he was hoping to find it! Despite what he'd said about not being bothered that she'd taken someone else before him--and truly, he wasn't bothered about that!--he was still rather intimidated because...what if that guy had been an amazing lover? She described it as wonderful, after all! And he didn't want to be a disappointment! And she'd thrown herself at him this time, and that was good, and she wanted to be his friend, and maybe they could make this relationship work in some way, so maybe if he did a really good job here, she'd like him even more?

All her books had the men being all proactive and bringing their women to shuddering climaxes before they even got inside them so...

He leaned over her to kiss her as he slid his fingers along her, gently parting her folds, eyes closing as he just played by feel and listened to her for signs of...well, anything, even as his own body ached for her. But this was nice, too, and he did like her moans and wanted to see if he could get more of those out of her, and she felt wonderfully warm and--his fingers brushed along a bump, and he blinked. Was that it? He lightly rubbed it, and pressed his lips to her neck to teasingly nip and suck.

Draconian · August 27, 2015, 12:20:05 PM

The brief moment of eye contact had her suddenly very aware of what they were doing. On a blanket. While the sun was slowly inching down. The cape she'd been wearing was under her now and Gardenia was so very aware of how naked she was. The air was cooling and she gave a little shiver, her fingers curling in when he moved her hand.

"Don't worry," she repeated softly, giving a dry laugh.

Gardenia returned his kiss with enthusiasm, reaching the arm he moved up to rest against his arm. Draw up and down it his bicep, stare at the differences between them. Though when his fingers found her "button" her eyes popped open and she gave a soft gasp, staring at him. "There," she whispered, cheeks red, a little nudge of her hips against his hand. One of her legs fell open to the side to give him better access to explore. Why shouldn't she? Unless he went and got himself a lover her's would be the only body he would know.

Realizing that made her gut tighten. She wasn't sure if it was good or not.

The sun dipped lower still and Gardenia paid no mind to it. It was different. This was sweet and gentle and Gardenia turned her head, moving her hand from her breast to his chin to tip it up and press her lips to his. While he explored she gave little noises, a vocal gauge of what she liked and what she really liked. Kisses when it was too good for noises.

Rhindeer · August 27, 2015, 10:24:31 PM

Hyacinthe felt like he'd just struck gold when his gentle touches provoked big responses, and her whispered there just about undid him. The way her hips moved against his hand, the way she opened beneath his touch, the way she breathed and made those little noises...gods. It was amazing to think that just weeks ago, he was dreading doing this with her, much less sleeping beside her.

Right then, with her lips on his and her body squirming beneath him, he felt like he could die happy. Like he wanted to do this again and they hadn't even finished with their first time! He moaned against her mouth, a low, breathy sound, and moved his fingers until he found the angle and rhythm that got the strongest response--and then did more of that, wanting more of those fierce kisses and helpless wiggles, wanting more of those little sounds that had him wanting to take her now--but he wouldn't, because he wanted to see how far he could this and if he could coax out one of those trembling explosions the books described.

His wrist was getting tired and cramped from that angle (something the books definitely didn't warn of!), though, and after a moment he rolled off of her to stretched out onto his side beside her, and stopped only to pull her into him--but then his hand snaked right back between her legs again, and his mouth reclaimed hers. And it was also then that he decided to try another move as he slid his fingers along her until he felt yielding flesh, and soon two fingers were sliding into her even as he kept his thumb on her clit.

"How is that?" he murmured against her ear.

Draconian · August 27, 2015, 10:58:54 PM

It was different.

Probably because she was allowed to do this with him. It was okay. It wasn't a stolen moment, it was... Almost sunset. Gardenia was mindless with her pleasure, her hand was at his shoulder, the blunts of her nails digging in while she rocked her hips against his hand though when he pulled away she stared at him, confused for a moment. The heated moment cooling down for just a second because was he leaving?

If he didn't want to do that anymore he could just say so.

Being pulled to him and kissed had her melt again and his fingers would find her wet. Gardenia tightened at his voice in her ear and she rose her leg and moved closer. Just a little bit more. Hyacinthe's response from Gardenia was a breathy little moan and a jerk of her hips. Her fingers were on his arm and she swallowed thickly before she pressed her lips to his roughly . "I'm so close," she started in a breathy moan. In more ways than one, a quick glance at the sky and she bit her lip, moving her hand down to his to guide him a little bit more. When she got him to do what she liked she moved her hand back to his shoulder, her free hand curled between them under her body.

Before long his name was a strangled moan on her lips and she did exactly what he was looking for. It wasn't an explosion but she squeezed her eyes shut and tipped her head forward, pressing her forehead to his while she came. A few moments after she cast another look to the sky. So close. Was there time?

Who cared. (Well, who cared at that very moment? Gardenia didn't!)

Gardenia, flushed and breathing a little heavier simply looked at him. At his pale features. His white hair and the strange streaks in it. A tender kiss to his lips, "I want you," She breathed, throwing her leg over his hip and rubbing her calf up and down his thigh, "I want to make you feel good too. Before the sun sets. Please Hyacinthe."

Rhindeer · October 16, 2015, 10:10:40 PM

Hyacinthe got the answer to his own question, not in words but through Gardenia's moaning and squirming. Her nails scratched him and he winced a little, but it wasn't enough to deter him from his goal, and though he was getting no direct pleasure from this himself, gods, right then he didn't mind that!

He could have watched her like this all night.

There was something transfixing about the way she moved, the way her hips jerked, stomach sucked in, skin flushed, her hair spread out around her head. He watched her face in fascination as he pumped his fingers in her and brushed his thumb over her clit, enthralled by the way she gripped around him and bucked against his hand, more than curious as to how she'd feel when he was inside her. Gods. She really was beautiful, and maybe it was just arousal talking--because gods help him, watching her like this was driving him wild--but...

Maybe he could love her? Maybe they could really do this? Be husband and wife and not hate the situation?

He adjusted his hand as she guided him with her own, his heart skipping a beat at her words, that she was close. Did that mean what he hoped it did? The women in her books sure said it a lot! He quickened his pace a little, eager to see her through, his lips on hers as he kissed her and then her jaw and neck, his own breath a little unsteady--

No, it wasn't an explosion, but he felt her trembling, inside and out, and let out a shaky breath of his own when he caught his name on her lips. Was that what it was? He didn't stop sliding his fingers in her, but he did slow a little to give her time to catch her breath, and he gave her another little kiss and tried not to grin too cheekily.

And he was more than happy to savor the after glow, more than eager to bask in her enjoyment, when suddenly she was doing and saying that.

The magic words, because he was aching for her.

"I want you, too," he breathed, and was so far gone with need that he didn't think to question why the sun's position mattered. He rolled them both over until she was on her back, lips capturing hers, and slid his knees between her legs to open hers wide. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at her, taking a moment to admire her body before his eyes slid back up to her face, his own face hot with nerves. "I, uh, I hope I'm okay, I've never..." He swallowed. What if he didn't compare to the other guy? What if the other guy was bigger, or just leagues better?

He fought back those nerves with another searing kiss, tongue tasting her, before he took himself in hand and pressed against her. He was nervous as hell, but thankfully he was hard and ready to go, and he shivered when he slid against her, finding it was rather more tricky to find what he was looking for from this angle. Blushing, feeling awkward and bumbling after a couple failed attempts, he gave a tentative push forward--and then let out a gasping groan when he began to sink inside her, his face pressing against her shoulder.

"Gods..."

Draconian · October 29, 2015, 07:22:30 PM

Mindless.

Gardenia writhed under him, a hot flush on her cheeks when he settled himself between her lips. Fingers drifting up and down his back. "Hya-..." Her voice was soft and she shifted her hips when he pushed into her. A sharp gasp into his ear, so high strung, still having not come down from her previous orgasm. "You feel good," her legs curled up around his waist and she held into his shoulders, rolling her hips to encourage him.

Rhindeer · October 29, 2015, 10:55:16 PM

Ohgodsohgodsohgods.

She felt good. Too good, and when she started to roll her hips, sinking him in deeper, Hyacinthe sucked in a sharp, shuddering breath and went stock still. Not because she'd done anything wrong, but because it was an intense new sensation. The excitement of the moment, her heat and tightness all around him, the sight of her flushed and writhing as she clung to him--it was all too much, enough that he nearly lost it right then and there. He bit his lip and jerked his eyes up, holding his breath and staring intently at a nearby tree as he struggled to regain his focus and not come before they'd barely begun, because oh gods that would be embarrassing as hell.

He let out a shaky breath through his nose, and when he felt a little more under control he lifted his head so he could peer down at her. "You do, too," he breathed, sliding his hands over her thighs as he began to move, hitching her legs up a little higher. His initial thrusts were a little awkward and his timing was off, but soon he found her rhythm and matched it, his strokes long and slow as he savored the moment and found a good pace.

"Gods, Gardenia..." he gasped, pulling out nearly all the way, until only the head was inside her, before pushing back in to the hilt. He leaned down and kissed her again, a new hunger in the gesture, before his lips grazed along her throat. "I want...I want you to come again..."

Draconian · October 29, 2015, 11:14:42 PM

A moment of panic went through her when he froze and all Gardenia could do was freeze along with him, worried that perhaps he'd regret his choice but it was too late to go back now and there was another frantic little glance at the sky. Still sunlight. Maybe ten minutes. Maybe five. Gardenia's fingers dug into Hyacinthes back when he began to move and she encouraged his thrusts with her legs, enjoying his hands on her thighs. Voice coming out in soft little whimpers when he'd pull back and push in oh so slowly.

The kiss he gave her was returned with vigor and she gently nibbled at his ear when he kissed at her throat. His words had her breath hitch and she shifted slightly, looking at him for a moment before tipping her head back and letting out a low lusty moan. "But it's your turn," She whined, rocking her hips against him, lips swollen from kisses and her dusky skin stained red.

"If you want to help though," She whispered, Gardenia caught his hand and put it between her legs, "Like before." A nibble at his ear, another glance at the sky, "but if you feel like coming, don't stop on account of me, okay? S'what your hands are good for," A devilish little grin and she bit her lip and moved his hand with hers against her.

Rhindeer · April 08, 2016, 09:17:01 PM

Hyacinthe's cheeks went red at Gardenia's words, and at her boldness as she guided his hand back between her legs. And when he finally looked down, and was greeted to the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her--yet again, it took a powerful effort and several deep, held breaths not to lose it just then. He bit his lip with the strain, fingers feeling along her until he found that spot and got a good visual of what it actually looked like, before he began to stroke her in time to his thrusts, still slow as he felt her out and as he got used to the wonderful new sensations--her wet heat, her tightness, the sight of her sprawled out beneath him, flushed and naked and beautiful and disheveled.

It was a sensory overload, and he could still hardly believe he was doing this. Even though she was his wife.

"Okay," he breathed, leaning in and kissing her again, before he sat up on his knees and began to drive into her.

Biting back his gasps and grunts, finding that this was rather more hard work than he had expected--and not caring, because the pleasure overrode the physical exertion--he took her words to heart as he slowly built speed, thumb still stroking her clit even as their hips slapped together. He watched her face, enjoying her expressions, her pleasure, but also trying to make sure he wasn't hurting her as his own pleasure built, his thrusts growing more powerful but also more erratic, his breath held as he tried to hold on--but couldn't. It was too much, too new, and too good, and suddenly he let his breath out in a sharp groan and pressed his mouth to hers, slamming deep into her. He continued to rock and grind even as he came, cock flexing inside her as he filled her--without a thought as to the potential consequences of that.

It took another effort not to just collapse on top of her, but he braced himself on his hands, panting hard and shivering, and pulled out of her after he caught his breath when he found himself hypersensitive.

He rolled over next to her, still breathing heavily, and looked over at her. "Sorry," he panted. "Were you close?"