166 Feelings of emptiness (1/2)
”I brought the buns. They're still hot-” His soft words caught as his eyes took her in. His brows bunched as he strolled into the meager room and set the buns on the wobbly table. ”I'm sorry, Kitten. I should have offered to help you out of that. It... it's a bit complicated, yes?” He cupped her cheeks, stroking his thumbs over them as if to stroke away the worry reflecting in the large aqua orbs staring up at him in dismay.
She nodded, a confused frown curving her lips. ”It wouldn't be as bad... if I could remember how I got into it...” Her words trailed off as she lifted one arm and jiggled it enough to make the fabric stream around her.
He pulled her tightly against him, ”I'm so sorry, Kitten.” He ran his hand across her back in long comforting strokes. ”Here let me give you a hand.” He said still holding her close as he brushed her hair over one shoulder. He bent slightly over her shoulder while he worked the latches of the necklace. He let out a low grown when curious fingers slipped below the hem of his shirt, lifting it slightly as her hands flattened against the rippling muscles of his stomach. He cleared his throat as he lifted with the necklace in hand, ”You're going to make this quite a hard task, if you keep this up.” He said arching a brow and sending her a teasing smile. He set the necklace to the side with one hand and followed her hand up his shirt with the other. Removing her hand, he chuckled. ”At least let me get you out of this contraption first.” He brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles before spinning her around and going back to the latches. ”I have to admit, my skills of removing such extravagantly delicate fabrics are terribly out of practice.” He admitted as he stumbled over the many fastenings.
She fidgeted with her hands as she waited for him to finish and the garment to release its tight hold on her. She bit her lip as she peered over her shoulder to watch as he worked.
”What is it, Kitten?” Arei asked, not taking his focus off the dress. When she didn't answer, he added. ”I can feel your nervous energy.” He glanced up to meet her eyes. ”If there's something you'd like to talk about... a fragment of a memory that may have come back...”
Arei's hands stopped their movements as he looked up. When he realized he wouldn't be meeting her gaze, he stood and turned her back around to face him. ”You could never irritate me, Kitten, and I would never leave you waiting for me while I was out drinking away my troubles.” He ran the pad of his thumb across her cheek, tilting her face up to meet his. He expected her to nod, to smile, maybe even frown and complain; but what she did took him by surprise.
She pushed past his hold on her face and pressed up onto her tiptoes. Throwing her arms around his neck, she pulled his mouth down to hers. She didn't have long to wait, before he returned her kiss. She tightened her hold on him and lifted one bared knee tracing it along the muscled pillar of his thigh.
Arei let out a low groan as he ran his hand across her smooth bare thigh. He gripped it tighter as she breathed out a soft moan against his lips. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and lifted her into his arms. Without thinking, he turned and carried her over to the tiny bed, following her down as he lowered her to the mattress. He held her gaze, smiling down at her as he carefully tugged the delicate crest of fabric barely covering one breast out of the way. He watched her lips part in pleasure as he teased her taunt nipples with feather like brushes of his fingers. His grin widened when she let out a disappointed groan when he moved his hand away. He didn't give her time to protest as he replaced his fingers with the tip of his tongue. His eyes were trained on her as he teased the bud with light swirls and flicks of his tongue. He ran his free hand down the slender length of her torso and across the gentle swell of her hip, massaging it with his tight grip. He obliged her desire, taking her whole nipple into his mouth and sucking hard when she arched her breast upward against his lips. He didn't stop her or try to keep her hips anchored to the mattress as she brought them upward to meet his groin.
Jos shifted impatiently against the hard bulge of his pants as he slid his hand around to grip her ass tightly and sucked her nipple harder, biting it with light pressure. ”Please!” She begged, feeling the build of need deep in her core.
Arei let out a husky moan as he released her breast and returned his mouth to hers. He untangled the material of the dress from around her legs and pushed it to the side, giving himself easier access to her body below. He watched hungrily as her head fell back in a moan when his finger slid inside her slick folds. He watched as she came undone, rocking her head to one side as pleasure rolled through her. He massaged her already pulsing bud as he shifted so that he could lower himself between her thighs. His head had barely made it there before her hands were tangled in his loose hair. He chuckled at her over-eagerness. He decided to draw out her torture a while longer by kissing the inside of each thigh, then placing a light kiss to the top of her mound, before sinking down and giving her what she wanted. He slid the finger that had been stroking her clit down, pressing into her core with shallow strokes as to not cause her pain. Her body bucked against him as he flicked his tongue over her tender flesh.
She tugged hard on his hair as the pleasure built and the desire for something other than his fingers and mouth grew inside her. ”I... I... need you!” She murmured a on pant. ”I'm... I'm going to...”
Arei's eyes focused on her as he moved his hand from her ass down to free his aching shaft, not taking his mouth off her. He grasped his ridged length in his palm and began stroking as he worked his tongue and thumb against her clit and folds in unison with the finger inside her.
Jos released his hair and curled forward as the first waves of her orgasm began to shatter her nerves. She buried her fingers tightly into the material of his shirt and fought impatiently to pull his mouth back to hers with the hope... the need... for him to stroke his length into her body instead of his hand.