The Written Tapestry

Her entire body quivers when she hears the gasp from behind her, a sharp yelp leaving her as he tightens his grip on her hair. Her walls bear down on him, growing tighter and tighter with each thrust of his length inside her and each touch of his fingertips against her. Sweat glistening off her skin, she grits her teeth as her eyes slam shut, her own heart beat pounding in her ears. Every muscle visible tenses as her panting turns to hyperventilation. "Mykali...oh fuck..." Quiet soft whimpers begin to spill from her lips as her walls grip him, her climax dangerously close.

Growing a little rougher than he had intended, he tugs harder at her hair, his eyes closing in mind-numbing lust as he takes her willing body, fullfilling their mutual need for this escape, this desire. Her ever tightening walls draw another deep growl from the back of his throat as his hips thrust sporadically, fingers grinding almost cruelly into her clit as he strives in vain to return to some modicum of self control, finally losing it as his spasming shaft pushes deep into her once again, nestled between her warm, wet inner walls, slick with her arousal, and now his as he pushes past the brink, his hot seed erupting into her depths, as if all the fury of battle was being released. He refuses to stop, riding out the waves of pleasure as he empties into her sex, still a mindless, thrusting machine.

The tugging, the growling, the roughness of his calloused touch against her firey skin gave one last violent shove. Suddenly, she was screaming as if a murder was taking place right here and now. As he twitched and spasmed within her depths, her walls erupted into waves of vibration, the thick husky scent of an experienced woman filling the air around them as she shook and fought to keep herself from falling entirely as he continued to thrust into her. Each new stroke shocked her again and again, forcing her to ride the pleasure longer and longer. Her screams turned again to whimpers of desperate lust and sheer animal pleasure as her fingers disappeared into the grassy earth below.

Finally, he begins to regain control of himself, as if coming out of a dense fog. His fingers, sore from being clenched so long, release her hand and move to rest on her hip, the other joining at the other side. For a moment, he holds himself deep within her heat, revelling in the afterglow, before sliding free slowly to the inevitable rush of liquids, already thoroughly coated in them. Dropping down to sit beside her on the ground, he draws in deep breaths to try and calm at least a little, finally murmuring. "Maybe we need that bath..."

Once he'd released her, she began to slide. With him pulling away from the depths of slick heat and mixed liquids, she finished sliding with a soft groan, strewn out across the bank of the lake like dirty garb. Closing her eyes for several long moments, she allows herself time to catch her breath before opening one steadily glowing eye to look up at him with. Chuckling softly, she nods. "Probably for the best, yes."

With a slight groan of satisfied reluctance to move, he rises to his feet. He stares down at her for a moment, before a sly grin creeps across his face. "Last one to the lake owes the other a striptease." With that said, and without her even standing, he's racing the few steps to the water's edge, diving into the frigid, clear lake headlong, getting the shock of the temperature over with in one go.

She groans as he races off to the lake, slowly rolling over onto her back as she hears the water break with his entry. "Too bad for you I don't do that shit." Pushing herself up from the ground, she takes a long moment to stretch in all her glory, still streaked with sweat, dirt and cum. Glancing out around the area, she looks curiously to see if anyone had indeed come to watch their...interactions. Shrugging when no one came into view, she shuffled toward the water and walked down into it, grumbling softly at the temperature.

While apparently no one else had stopped to watch, he took his time admiring her naked form stretching, and the whole walk to the water. "It's not that bad," he lies, rather blatantly. Letting his legs float up, he lets himself relax, coming to rest on his back in the water, staring up at the sky quietly. The water had quickly washed away the majority of the caked on dirt and sweat with that initial dive, and he didn't look in any hurry to find soap, merely enjoying the calm stillness of the water. As he lays there, floating on his back, he turns his head to look over at her, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You aren't one of those people who gets all clingy after a fling, right? Because that would be... unprofessional." He smirks slightly at her earlier choice of words, though he seemed genuine in his concern. Tragic past, perhaps.

Let out a laugh, though her voice shook slightly as the cold lake water sapped the heat from her slowly paling skin. Ducking under for a moment, she let her hair soak it up before breaking the surface again and laying back in the water as he had. A brow perked as she peered back at him with the same narrowed gaze, a sarcastic laugh uttered in response to his question. "You could only dream, Captain." Giving him a playful wink, she turned her head to gaze up at the sky, falling into simple relaxation as the dirt washed away from her skin.

Shuddering at the thought, his own gaze returns to the sky. "No thank you," he mutters. "Been there, done that, no time for it." With a grunt, he spins his body in the water to return to treading it, heading back slowly towards the shore. "I should proooobably wander up to that jobs board, see if I can't make some money for the guild. Bank's been kind of hurting lately. At least we made use of it all, though." With that, he seemed to be back to business, or at least as much business as he ever had been. He bent to gather his equipment, affording her a nice view of that taught rear of his, before slipping back into the leather leggings.  "Be sure to let me know when you want to try -really- sparring." His eyes sparkle mischeviously.

Chuckling softly, she waved a hand at him dismissively, sending a few drops of water flying in his direction. "Agreed." When he returned to the shore, her eyes followed where he moved, taking in the scenery one more time before he pulled on his trousers. "You do that. I'll be sure to come find you sometime when you're not busy hitting other people with large blunt objects...and your maces." A wicked grin was cast his way as she floated lazily, letting the current take her wherever it pleased for the moment. "Oh and Captain? Nice ass."

-Time lapse-

Rainalune yawned quietly as her eyes opened for the first time that morning. Staring at the wall for a long moment, she let herself settle into the waking world. Realizing there was a warm body pressed up against her's, she turned over onto her back and gazed at the man with his arm draped over her. A small grin tugged at the corners of her lips as she looked into his sleeping face. They'd had very little time together in recent days since he'd made it clear he wanted to court her, so it was a pleasant surprise to find him lying there next to her. Leaning in close, she pressed the tip of her nose to his and closed her eyes. "Mornin' dearest."

Convictus' eyes fluttered as whatever dream he was having ended. The amber glow barely shining through as his eyelids open partly. Though he still felt exhausted, he managed a smile as he gazed into the eyes of his beloved, her voice like a soothing stream to his ears. "Good morning, my love." He would gently plant a kiss on her lips, holding it there for a few seconds before returning to his original position. "I missed you terribly..." His voice sounded groggy and grumpy, but sincere and earnest as it could be at this hour.

Rainalune's smile widened noticeably when that amber glow appeared from his half-lidded eyes. She didn't seem bothered by being referred to as his love. Perhaps she hadn't even caught it. Scooting in closer, she met his lips with her's tenderly and wrapped an arm around him tightly. Even as he returned to his former position, she stuck to him, rolling up onto him to straddle his lap. "I missed you more." Leaning down, she quickly encircled his neck with her arms and nestled in against his shoulder. "Are you home for a while?"

Convictus fully opened his eyes as Raina rolled onto him, a widening smile forming on his face. His arms wrapped around her and squeezed her tightly. Those same eyes locked onto hers when she asked her question. "Yes. Assuming I'm not put on assignment, I'm home for a while now. Being away from you that long felt like an eternity." He sighed with content and closed his eyes momentarily. "What have you been doing while I was away. dear?"

Rainalune sighed softly as his arms wrapped around her and squeezed, squeezing him again in return for good measure before leaning back to look down at him. It would likely be noted at that point that she hadn't been sleeping nude, but had instead been slipping into some of his less luxurious looking robes for bed time. "Good. It'd be nice to spend some time with ya. Considering we're...courtin' and all that." Reaching down, she rested her hands on his upper chest and gently began to massage his muscles, shrugging her shoulders. "Not a lot. Readin', trainin', tryin' to get stronger so next time ya have to go I can go with ya."

Convictus relaxed himself considerably while Raina massaged him, his eyes closing once more as he listened to her. And there it was, courting, the realization brought a small chill down his spine. His smile widened considerably, his hand moving to cup her cheek and rub it gently. "Well I'm glad you kept yourself busy. I was worried about you, even being so far away." His smile faded slightly at the mention of her joining him. "You want to go...with me? Raina it's incredibly dangerous in that land. I can't risk you getting hurt..."

Rainalune seemed to soften from her usual perky bouncy self, looking more like a woman enjoying the company of her lover than a child pestering a teacher. Leaning into his hand, she closed her eyes for a moment, her own hands never ceasing their gentle caresses and rubbing. "And I was worried about you. I'm surprised to see you in such good condition from what I'd been hearing from the messengers." Her eyes opened when he questioned her statement, her brows knitting into a frown. "...Convictus...what do you think will happen when I finish my trainin'? I'll be in one dangerous place or another. Wouldn't it be better if I'm with you? You can protect me, I can heal you. Ya'd rather I sit home and twiddle my thumbs?"

Convictus began running his fingers through her hair, while his other hand rested gently on her hip. As she mentioned his seemingly good condition, his ears twitched slightly. "Oh...well..." He sighed and drooped his head forward. "About that...I can't lie to you Raina...when I arrive I was hurt pretty badly." He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "I was ambushed by Mogu, I just managed to teleport out in time. But don't fret, dear, one of the guild's healers helped me out. A terrifying draenei woman..." He shook his head as if shaking off a scary image. His eyes turned to her once more as she spoke. The same hand resting on her hip had gripped it tightly. "I know...it's inevitable. Perhaps you're right, though...having you with me would make me feel much better." He took one of those odd pauses again, as if contemplating something. "But if you are ever with child I swear by Elune that you will never leave the safety of this hall! I promise you this!" He nodded his head assuredly.

Rainalune lost what little frown had formed when his fingers sifted gently through her hair, her massaging of his muscles ceasing momentarily as if she'd gotten lost in the feeling. It felt oddly natural, as if she'd been under his caresses for years rather than days...weeks...she'd lost track. But, her eyes snapped wide when he spoke of being hurt, immediately scanning his body for injury. Slowly, she began to relax again when a healer was brought up. "Oh...thank Elune..." Her eyes widened a little again. "...the angry seamstress? She's the only person I know whose crankier than you." She giggled softly and leaned back down against him when he gave way to her logic, nodding against his neck. "And it would make me feel better being with ya. So...that's that." Her head tilted slightly at his sudden pause, peering up at him curiously. When he spoke, her face reddened. "...with child?! Aren't...aren't ya gettin'a little ahead of yourself there?!" Her voice had raised, and cracked just a little as she asked her question.