The Written Tapestry

Her breathing quickens further, eyes finally closing entirely as her brows knit together in an expression of pure wanton desire. Each kiss to her bare and now far from chilled skin left a river of fire in it's wake, her thighs shuddering as he forced them apart to place himself at her entrance. She bit down on her lip when his length pressed to her drenched lips, her hips immediately thrusting. When nothing came of it, her eyes shot open, and she groaned at his words. Invigorated by her own need and his dominance over the entire situation, she began to buck beneathe him, as little as she could with how she was pinned. The warmth of his tongue against her nipple brought a whimper, her eyes tearing up as her face flushed deep pink. "Oh...fucking...you are such an...asshole...I'm demoting you...I...oh dear merciful light...don't you dare stop..."

Every buck and thrust of her hips would serve him right, teasing him just as badly as her wet lips slid along that throbbing, pulsing length, his own precum joining hers at the teasing friction. His heart still pounding, so loud he could hear it in his ears, he pressed his lips around her nipple, still lashing it with his tongue. Finally, he pulls off of it, sucking in a shuddering breath to look up at her, his own hips rolling with hers. "Y-you were doing so good... just a minute ago... and now the fight's gone?" He smirks up at her again, his hand brushing against the side of her breast as he continues to grind against her sex, dragging up and over her clit, then back down, the head of his shaft teasingly pressing to her opening, before driving back up.

Bucked harder when she felt him pulsing, realizing then that he wasn't just fucking with her head. She was fucking with his too. Even with the now fair play in mind, she couldn't help the long rolling moan that ripped out of her when she heard the small shake in his voice. "Mykali..." Opening her eyes, she's met with that same smirk. Her entire body moves like a wave as his hand brushes along the side of her breast, as if every inch of flesh ached for that singular touch. "...fuck...you. You're losing...the battle too...I'm just...more willing to admit it." Each word was panted, not spoken, the pink tint flooding from her face down along her neck and to her breasts.

Quivering atop her, his eyes rake down her body, following the path of the flush, and lingering on the curves of her chest, licking his lips as he finds himself staring, enthralled. "I.. I don't know what you're talking about..." He grits his teeth, the smirk gone for a moment as he lets his hips roll back slowly, dragging the head of his cock down the channel of her sex, pausing with the tip nestled between her netherlips, poised at her entrance. His hand flexes on her wrists, bordering on uneccessarily rough as he keeps them pressed into the dirt. The combination of sweat and sex was undoubtedly getting that dirt damn near everywhere, but he really didn't care anymore. Suddenly, that smirk returns, holding himself just at her wet opening, not quite giving her what she wanted. "I'm still the one on top right now..." he nearly purrs down at her, licking his lips again.

She sucked in a breath as she watched him quiver, watches his gaze move and linger. "...the fuck you don't..." Her words are suddenly lost as she feels him slide down her slick opening, beginning to thrash beneathe him as ungodly growls and screams of pure animal need flares in her eyes. Her arms begin to shake beneathe his overly firm grip, but it doesn't seem to stop or even phase her desire. When the smirk returned, the growls grew louder, bringing the possibility of an audience from the nearby hut. "Now...you listen to me...Captain...." She pants, beads of sweat beginning to gather across her bared chest from the fire burning within her. "...you...fuck me right now...that's an...ORDER!"

His free hand shifts once again, one fingertip resting between her breasts, gliding down, then circling her breasts, her skin slick. "An order, hm?" Again, those deep eyes flash down at her, and with a wicked grin he drives his hips forwards smoothly, forcing her inner walls to part for his invading shaft. With one thrust, he sinks himself to the hilt, the hard, throbbing length burried in her burning flesh, drawing a deep shuddering breath from him. "Good... gods..." he murmurs, his entire body pulling tense, fighting to keep himself still, if only to tease her a moment longer.

Another deep inhuman growl leapt from her as his fingertip continued to tease. At his question, his deep eyes were met with a piercing look. When finally his hips thrust him full force into her, her eyes went wide and her body stiffened. Her entire torso arched up off of the ground as something akin to a banshee shriek erupted free of her, echoing off the outer walls of the city. Even with him falling still inside of her, she rolled and squirmed like a woman gone mad, her inner walls shuddering and gushing hot lubricant onto his shaft as her hips bucked wildly against him.

Growling down at her with almost the same level of need and lust, he draws his hips back slowly, almost excruciating, leaving only the tip within her clenching heat, before he slams back into her body, delighting in the slick friction of her velvet walls. "Y-you're... you're going to bring half the damn city..." he growls down at her, his lips once again curving into that delicious smirk. "Not that I'd stop now..." he nearly whispers, planting his free hand flat on her chest, forcing her down to the ground as he begins to thrust in earnest, gliding in and out of her spasming depths, his nerves on edge as the white-hot fire of pleasure speeds through him.

She returned his growl with the same enthusiasm and rage she often showed in battle, her legs bending at the knees and wrapping around his waist as he pulled back and then slammed into her again. "Let...let them watch!" The powerful stems that had wrapped around him now began to tug him forward along with each of his thrusts, forcing him deeper into the heat that radiated and rolled around his slick length. As he pushes her back to the ground, she grunts, shoving her hips forward as her legs tug him against her. "You'd better not..." Her nails rake at the grass beneathe them, hands still held painfully in place as their combined strength forces a shuddered breath from her chest.

Growling deep in the back of his throat, his gaze flickers to the nearby hut, a shiver coursing down his spine. "B-better not... what?" he stammers, his face flushed. "Better not stop just because someone's watching out the window?" He couldn't see if anyone was or not, and really wouldn't have cared if they actually were. His hand finally releases her wrists, moving to rest beside her head to better support himself as he drives down into her, his muscles tensing with each powerful thrust, finally venting long repressed need in one explosive moment. His deep chest heaves as he sucks in air, his length bathed in slick heat as he sinks into her depths again and again. "Good gods..." he murmurs again, shudders racing through his body, his lust barely in check.

Murmuring incoherently to herself, she follows his gaze for a split second over toward the hut before her eyes roll back in her head again. "...y-yes...that..." Breathless, panting, she grits her teeth and slams her hips forward with more vigor as he releases her hands. Closing her eyes for a moment, a grin spills across her lips as her legs release his waist. Pulling them up along his chest, she squirms until they pop out over his shoulders, shoving her elbows into the hard earth to get more grip. "Oh fuck..." Newly positioned, her mouth falls agape, tongue slithering across her teeth as if wanting something to play with itself, her walls quaking more furiously as she takes him deeper into her depths.

He lifts himself up with his own newly positioned hands, letting her sling her legs up and over his shoulders, turning his head to the side long enough to kiss her calf before his eyes dart down to her face. Gaze locked on that tongue of hers, he shudders again, moaning gently. "That tongue..." he trails off, before an evil little smirk crosses his lips, then he quickly shakes his head at himself. The new position allows him to drive deeper, straight into her heat, a few quick, hard thrusts before he pulls back, pausing with the blunt tip of his quivering length poised between her soft, wet netherlips. For just a moment, he hangs there, drawing out the tension, before driving his hips down to hammer himself within her once more, revelling in the way her body yields to him. Already, he was covered in another sheen of sweat, just as he had been during training.

She groans softly as his lips touch her bare calf, head rolling in the grass beneathe her. Finally opening her eyes, she grins when she notices where his gaze has decided to linger, urged on by his words. Taking in a deep breath, she lets out a low purr of a moan, her tongue sliding meticulously slowly along her lips. Vengeance would be his though as his thrusts stopped just long enough to make her fury rise. About to scream at him for having stopped, her eyes widen again as the shock of his driving all the way into her sends her into quivers. The scream comes out, but the words it had thought to hold were lost. Seeing the slick sheen of sweat beaded across his chest, she reaches up and slides her fingertips across his bare skin until they could reach no more. Nails turned down, she rakes them back down, a feral growl rumbling in her throat.

Grinning to himself at her obviously pleased reaction, he drives himself deep into her, then holds still for a moment, before grinding his hips against hers. Without pulling back, his shaft nudges and shifts within her depths, his pelvis grinding against her with each movement. In the back of his mind, he hears a door open and close, but quickly dismisses it as he feels the lines of fire drawn down his bare chest by her sharp nails. Hissing at the pain, dulled by his pleasure, he stares down at her a moment longer, before pulling back, and out, leaving her quivering sex empty. Without her legs wrapped around him to hold him against her, he pushes himself up onto his knees, leaning down to grab her shoulders and twist, his muscled frame quickly and easily flipping her over. With her knees already at her chest, she would quickly find herself propped up by her legs, with her face in the dirt. One hand wraps into a tangle of her hair, keeping her face down as the other hand grabs her hips, tugging her ass up and back a little, forcing her to present that dripping slit of welcoming pleasure to him.

Her nails dig deeper as he grinds against her, his tip pressing so roughly into her that she would surely be bruised. Her moans become desperate, brows furrowing tightly as sweat beads across her forehead. "Gods..." Noting the hiss, her eyes snap open when she feels him pull out entirely, the frown remaining though now less out of pleasure and more from anger and confusion. "What are..." A yell of surprise leaves her as he suddenly flips her over onto...her face. Eating dirt momentarily, her face reddens with fury until she realizes the position he's forced her into. Turning to let her cheek rest against the grass, she stares back at him, planting her hands firmly to keep herself from having rocks embedded into her flesh from what was surely about to happen. Fully presented, her lips drip and quiver before him, swelling with anticipation as her gaze locks on his face. As his hand tangles into her hair, she groans, seeming completely all right with submitting to this type of torment.

Tugging lightly at her hair with almost every movement he made, it was probably a good thing she was okay with it, because it's quickly become clear that he isn't going to take no for an answer anyways. Still holding her hips, he shifts forwards to grind himself agianst her sex, before plunging into it once more. His crotch nestles against her deliciously curved rear as he hilts himself from this new position, the slight downward curve to his shaft making it easy to see why he chose this, as the tip of his thick length rubs along the front fo her inner walls, delving deep into her, only to withdraw for a moment before filling the void once more. Releasing her hips for the time being, the reason for that also becomes clear as a loud, sharp smack rings out in the air, a moment before the pain of the smack on her bared ass would actually register. His fingers linger on the smooth curve, fondling her even as he continues to fuck her with animalistic ferocity.

Her hands dug clumps of grass and dirt from the ground as he took that moment to grind against her, her moans a bit more muffled now from the odd position she'd been placed in. That changed the moment he plunged back in, her back arching the little bit that it could as her panting started anew. Feeling his tip curve against her walls, she shuddered and hissed, body rocking with each thrust. When his hand came down against her ass, something became clear. She wasn't about control with sex, she was about sex with sex. Her arms pushed her up of their own accord as the scream of painful pleasure ripped from her throat. "Fuck! Yes!" Slamming back to the ground, the desperation returns to her voice, small divets beginning to form where her hands dug at the ground.

At the moment, it wasn't about control for him, either. It was about pleasure, and he was getting it from her. Some dim part of his mind still under normal working conditions was surprised she could lift herself with him pushing down on her, but he didn't really care. In a moment, she was back down, her chest pressed to the dirt as he thrusts faster, and harder, rocking her body with each powerful roll of his hips. Deep, feral, -manly- growls erupt from his throat, decrying his pleasure to the gods and anyone else who would listen. Because it didn't seem like such a bad idea to him at the time. The fingers resting on her ass would shift around her hip, curling beneath her body to graze between her legs, seeking out the bundle of nerves nestled there, teasingly drifting across her clit as he pounded into her.

She felt little pieces of gravel dig into her breasts as he thrusted harder, faster, the pain sending an electric thrill up her spine. Her moans turned to erratic panting as he growled out his lust and pleasure. Feeling his hand seeking out what would surely unleash a she demon, her skin tingled beneathe his touch and then lit ablaze the instant her found his target. Her walls tightened and clenched, convulsing around his length as he shoved her closer to the edge than she'd expected to go by now. One hand reached up to find his in her hair, gripping his fingers with her's and giving a rough yank to her own hair.

A sharp gasps escapes his lips as he feels her clenching around him, his fingers already beginning to tighten in her hair before her hand even finds his, lifting her cheek completely off the ground as he loses every last semblence of self control, his fingertips rubbing across and around the tight bundle of nerves to keep her walls grasping around his shaft. His length pulsed within her, his heavy heartbeat mirrored by his quick, deep thrusts, panting softly as his already-taught stomach tensed harder, all the built up rage finding a new outlet as sexual tension, driving him ever closer to that final satisfaction.