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[ she helps step out of her pants, lightly kicking them to the side and—oh. oh.

a desperate moan escapes her lips, and she collapses against the railing, gripping the bars tightly as she arches to push her hips back against his tongue. ]

[The angle is different than what he's used to, so he ends up using that hand to feel under the fold to rediscover how to reach her clit. He alternates, sliding his tongue down and around it, and slipping it inside as he relishes the sound of desperation in her.]

[ every stroke, every probe and tease of his tongue elicits a breathless gasp, each one needier than the last. there's a tingling warmth spreading through her, and her toes curl into the cool grass. ]

Ah—Nero—

[He keeps going until her legs are trembling with need - and his own cock too, hungry to be inside her.

Both hands pull apart her asscheeks, fingers digging in to rake the skin as he gradually licks his way up her crack, pausing to circle his tongue over her sphincter before standing.]

You're so beautiful like this...

[ she'd be having trouble staying upright at all if she wasn't draped over the railing—his tongue feels so good, and she's sure she's dripping wet, but she still wants more, everything he can give her.

the direction he goes takes her a little by surprise, and she makes a quiet noise—he hasn't done that before—but it sends a shiver down her spine regardless, as she tries to catch her breath. ]

I—you... you make me feel beautiful, you know.

[He continues traveling up the length of her backside by kissing a trail up the base of her spine. His hands, meanwhile, take hold of her hips.]

Only the best for my wife.

[ wife //////

her back arches into his kisses, and she sighs at his touch, shifting her legs wider for him—she's so turned on that it aches. ]

I'm never going to get tired of hearing that.

[The kisses trail up until he's purring between her shoulder blades,]

Good. I want everyone to know you're mine.

[Finally, his cock pushes into her, tantalizingly slow as it fills her up from just the right angle. He hisses with relief at the sweet, hot suction of her body, letting his breath wash over her back.]

Aah...

[ She makes a long, satisfied sigh as he fills her, savoring every inch until he's settled deep inside, and tilts her head back a little to feel him better, pressed up against her. ]

I want... everyone to know, too. For you to... to claim every inch of me...

Then get ready--

[With a grunt, he begins to fuck her hard - pulling her hips into each thrust to get in deeper, wanting to fill the depths of her with his cock. Pressing her body against the railing with each fierce lunge.

Bent over her like he is, his forehead, his face dips to meet her back, slick with sweat and panting. He can feel each impact through her body, the resounding duet of flesh against flesh. He wanted her to dream of this later. A fucking her body would remember, down to the last organ.]

Nnnngh—ah, please—!

[ her knees almost buckle, and she grips the railing tighter, breaking off into a strangled wail of a moan, loud and unrestrained—she couldn't hold back if she wanted to.

sandwiched between the warm, firm heat of his body and the press of the metal of the railing against her breasts, her whole world is—him, and only him, and she mumbles his name over and over and over like she could keep it. ]

[He keeps the relentless pace, urged on by her moans - drunk on them, intoxicated and wanting more. When her knees start to crumble, he grabs Shrike by the thighs and hefts them into the air, spreading her even wider - half suspended in his grip. Her body turned for an angle that would hit the deepest parts of her, over and over.

The pressure building up in him is burning him up, so close to release that his hips seek hers in ravenous staccato thrusts. His fingers dig into her skin hard enough to mark them. Grunts become gasping groans, aching for a relief that could only be found in the depths of her body.]

[ the overpowering sensation of his hammering thrusts deep into her, his hands grabbing and holding her tight—it feels like they're one, not just two bodies moving together, and after being wound up by his tongue, it's too much for her to bear.

she comes easily and hard, gasping her release in rising pitch, arching herself flush against him to the extent that she can. ]

L, I—I love you, so much—

[His whole body shudders when he comes, pumping her full as estacy floods his senses. With a moan, he gives a few more slow thrusts, setting her legs down as he does so before pulling out.

Nero wraps his arms around her, a reverent embrace so he could kiss her over and over in worship - mumbling softly into her skin.]

I love you. I love you. My wife. My Shrike. My heart.

[ she sighs, lightly, content, relaxing into his arms: ]

My husband. The... sun in my sky, my strength.

[Though drained, he shifts over to reach her restraints - summoning a knife to his hand to swiftly cut her out of them. They were just belts, he could get them fixed. But right now, all he wanted was to pull her fully into his arms and cradle her, stroking her hair and rubbing the red marks left on her wrist soothingly.

He kisses her gently on the lips, then murmurs with a smile,]

Married life off to a good start.

Edited 2020-10-11 01:40 (UTC)

[ she gives a light, bubbling laugh, nuzzling her nose against his and looping her arms around his shoulders—loosely, though, and she's depending on him to hold her up, because she's putty right now. ]

I couldn't have imagined it being any more perfect.

[Lays her down on the soft grass, because now is the time for cuddling forever. He just wants to be wrapped up with her, breathing together, drenched in their love.]

Or anyone more perfect.

[ she nestles closer against him, pressing her face into his hair, twining her legs around his. ]

I want—to make plans with you. For all of them. For everything. For our whole long lives.

[Nuzzles into her, smiling and content]

I'm glad. I don't want to think of a future without you in it. Whether it's tomorrow or fifty years.

As many as we can possibly get.

[ she tilts her chin up to kiss the tip of his nose, lightly. ]

Everything feels—wonderful. When you're with me, I feel like everything's going to work out.

[He chuckles at that little gesture]

Only question now is, which plans to start with.

A bath and dinner, maybe.

I like that quite a bit. We've really got to get a shared bath, too, now that I think of it...

...I liked the one where we get a cat, too.

Maybe we can even turn one of these fancy fountains into a bath.

Why don't we do some shopping while in the tub?

Mmmmmm I'm all for it, even if I'm somewhat loathe to disentangle myself.

[ she stretches a little bit, though, and gives him a peck on the cheek. ]

But I suppose I have all the time in the world ahead to cuddle my husband.

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