Shameless, lemony fluff
Featuring Alex and Caelin (renamed from Talitha). Few years after Alex's amputation (right leg, below the knee).
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It was late morning when Alex heard the knock on his door. He was sprawled across his bed reading a book entitled Musical Instruments of the Terrasura Region. “Yes?” he asked, knowingly. Though he and Caelin had been together for several months now, she still insisted on knocking on his door before entering his room. It was a courtesy so he would have time to cover his stump, which he had still not let her see. He quietly smiled and pulled a blanket over it.
“It’s Caelin, Alex. Can I come in?”
“Of course,” he responded nonchalantly, eyes still focused on the book.
The door opened and Caelin pranced into the room, arms full of baskets and bags from the market. “Are we having a celebration?”Alex questioned when he saw the piles of food that Caelin was unpacking.
“This is mostly for you. You don’t eat when I’m away; now your cupboards are full so you have no excuse not to eat.”
It was true. Sometimes Alex would get so caught up in composing a new song that a whole day would pass by without him having eaten a meal. He glared at her in annoyance that she knew him so well. When she noticed, she huffed and said “You’re welcome.”
Alex was stubborn when it came to accepting the help of someone else. He usually made an exception for Caelin, and turned his glare into a smirk. She noticed this as well. He always came around. Plus, she was wearing her red dress, which Alex loved on her. He never stayed quite as irritated when she wore it.
When all the food was in its proper place, she held out a small carton towards Alex. “Look - the first strawberries of the season!”
These, too, were a favorite of Alex’s. Caelin walked over to the bed with them and plopped down next to Alex. “Would you like to try one?” she asked in a tempting tone.
“Please,” he responded, his eyes still plastered on the book.
He reached for a berry, but she drew the carton away from him. He looked up. She grabbed one herself and held it up to Alex’s lips before he could protest too much. “So now I have to be hand-fed?” he grumbled.
“Humor me.”
Alex took the whole berry in his mouth, nearly taking Caelin’s fingers as well. “Humored?” he replied as she pulled her fingers back quickly.
“Let’s try this again,” she commanded, lifting herself onto his thighs, straddling his legs with her own. He raised an eyebrow. “Feed one to me.”
“Caelin, what are you up to?”
“Humor me,” was all she said.
He took a strawberry and held it to her lips. She sucked part of the berry into her mouth gently, letting her lips coat it with moisture. She then took a slow, controlled bite, licking her lips to gather all the juice on them. She closed her eyes and moaned. Alex gaped a little, feeling his groin twitch inside his pants. When Caelin finally opened her eyes, she looked at him with want. “Let’s try this again,” she toyed, picking up another berry and holding it out to Alex.
He bit down sloppily, still dumbfounded by what Caelin had just done. Juice dribbled down the corner of his mouth. Before Alex had time to react Caelin leaned in and carefully licked the juice away. Alex swallowed the berry with a large gulp. Caelin traced her tongue to his lips, outlining them before her own lips took over. Alex, thoroughly enjoying the moment, deepened the kiss wanting to taste her as much as possible. She responded with no pause, matching his motions. Caelin knew just where and how to kiss and tease in order to drive him mad. One small suck to his earlobe caused him to finally moan out loud as he felt his groin swell.
While they continued she helped him remove his shirt and took the opportunity to stroke his chest. With every touch from Caelin, Alex felt his groin throb and harden even more. He watched as she untied her outer-dress and let it fall off her arms. Staring at her form in the tight under-dress - the curves of her hips and breasts, her nipples poking forward - he was overcome with new emotions. He silently began panicking. She was perfect and knew all the right moves to turn him on. But he had not been with a woman since before the war. Sure, he still knew what to do - that was the easy part. What restrained him was his imperfection. No one, aside from his sister and father, had seen his stump, and he undoubtedly wasn’t confident enough to let someone see it now. Surely one look would send her running out the door. He also wasn’t certain that he could perform right, if his balance would be the same. So when Caelin reached down to unfasten his pants, he firmly grabbed her wrist in protest. The sudden rush of fear softened him. “Please…stop,” he sputtered out, his eyes full of trepidation.
Caelin, anticipating this reaction, caressed his cheek with her free hand and placed a line of gentle kisses across it towards his ear. Alex turned his face away, ashamed. “Trust me, Alex,” she whispered.
He did not let her go. She pulled back and tilted his head back to face hers. “Do you love me?” He nodded. “Then trust me, Alex.”
He searched her face for any uncertainty. Seeing none, he released her wrist from his grip and let her undo his pants. He lifted up a bit so she could remove them, flushing with embarrassment. He was so nervous that he was flaccid. How could she want him when he couldn’t even be ready for her? Caelin looked at him with adoration and place a loving kiss upon his lips. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
She hushed him and gave him another, this time deeper, kiss. She massaged his chest, and moved downward to his hips and thighs. She moved to his inner thighs, and the feelings of desire returned to him. She continued massaging upward to his sensitive junction, helping him reach his full potential. Never once did she touch or look back at his stump. She didn’t care - she wanted him as he was, and not as he used to be. She knew no other Alex. Alex’s breathing quickened with her caresses. He moved his hands down to the hem of her under-dress which was draped across her thighs and began sliding the dress upwards. Now completely nude he admired her true natural beauty - the softness of her skin with all the right curves. He continued exploring her exposed skin with his hands as she moved forward and positioned herself above him. The new contact with her warm, moist center made him shut his eyes in anticipation. “Alex, look at me,” she pleaded. When she received the eye contact she wanted, she lowered herself down.
He shuddered with the blissful contact and held on to her hips as she established a steady, slow rhythm with him. Gaining a little more confidence he began meeting her motion with his own until they each played an equal role. Alex started to move more urgently as he felt his peak near, and grabbed her shoulders from around the back to increase the depth of their contact. The new arrangement allowed him to massage Caelin in the right places and she, too, began feeling the build-up of her release. With a final deep thrust he spilled into her as she clenched around him. They sat in silence for a moment, relishing the sensation and catching their breaths as they calmed down. Alex rested his forehead against Caelin’s chest and place a gently kiss on her sternum. His nose traced delicate lines there, and he left tiny kisses in their wake. He finally looked up at her and she looked down at him. They smiled at each other as their lips met for a soft kiss.
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It was late morning when Alex heard the knock on his door. He was sprawled across his bed reading a book entitled Musical Instruments of the Terrasura Region. “Yes?” he asked, knowingly. Though he and Caelin had been together for several months now, she still insisted on knocking on his door before entering his room. It was a courtesy so he would have time to cover his stump, which he had still not let her see. He quietly smiled and pulled a blanket over it.
“It’s Caelin, Alex. Can I come in?”
“Of course,” he responded nonchalantly, eyes still focused on the book.
The door opened and Caelin pranced into the room, arms full of baskets and bags from the market. “Are we having a celebration?”Alex questioned when he saw the piles of food that Caelin was unpacking.
“This is mostly for you. You don’t eat when I’m away; now your cupboards are full so you have no excuse not to eat.”
It was true. Sometimes Alex would get so caught up in composing a new song that a whole day would pass by without him having eaten a meal. He glared at her in annoyance that she knew him so well. When she noticed, she huffed and said “You’re welcome.”
Alex was stubborn when it came to accepting the help of someone else. He usually made an exception for Caelin, and turned his glare into a smirk. She noticed this as well. He always came around. Plus, she was wearing her red dress, which Alex loved on her. He never stayed quite as irritated when she wore it.
When all the food was in its proper place, she held out a small carton towards Alex. “Look - the first strawberries of the season!”
These, too, were a favorite of Alex’s. Caelin walked over to the bed with them and plopped down next to Alex. “Would you like to try one?” she asked in a tempting tone.
“Please,” he responded, his eyes still plastered on the book.
He reached for a berry, but she drew the carton away from him. He looked up. She grabbed one herself and held it up to Alex’s lips before he could protest too much. “So now I have to be hand-fed?” he grumbled.
“Humor me.”
Alex took the whole berry in his mouth, nearly taking Caelin’s fingers as well. “Humored?” he replied as she pulled her fingers back quickly.
“Let’s try this again,” she commanded, lifting herself onto his thighs, straddling his legs with her own. He raised an eyebrow. “Feed one to me.”
“Caelin, what are you up to?”
“Humor me,” was all she said.
He took a strawberry and held it to her lips. She sucked part of the berry into her mouth gently, letting her lips coat it with moisture. She then took a slow, controlled bite, licking her lips to gather all the juice on them. She closed her eyes and moaned. Alex gaped a little, feeling his groin twitch inside his pants. When Caelin finally opened her eyes, she looked at him with want. “Let’s try this again,” she toyed, picking up another berry and holding it out to Alex.
He bit down sloppily, still dumbfounded by what Caelin had just done. Juice dribbled down the corner of his mouth. Before Alex had time to react Caelin leaned in and carefully licked the juice away. Alex swallowed the berry with a large gulp. Caelin traced her tongue to his lips, outlining them before her own lips took over. Alex, thoroughly enjoying the moment, deepened the kiss wanting to taste her as much as possible. She responded with no pause, matching his motions. Caelin knew just where and how to kiss and tease in order to drive him mad. One small suck to his earlobe caused him to finally moan out loud as he felt his groin swell.
While they continued she helped him remove his shirt and took the opportunity to stroke his chest. With every touch from Caelin, Alex felt his groin throb and harden even more. He watched as she untied her outer-dress and let it fall off her arms. Staring at her form in the tight under-dress - the curves of her hips and breasts, her nipples poking forward - he was overcome with new emotions. He silently began panicking. She was perfect and knew all the right moves to turn him on. But he had not been with a woman since before the war. Sure, he still knew what to do - that was the easy part. What restrained him was his imperfection. No one, aside from his sister and father, had seen his stump, and he undoubtedly wasn’t confident enough to let someone see it now. Surely one look would send her running out the door. He also wasn’t certain that he could perform right, if his balance would be the same. So when Caelin reached down to unfasten his pants, he firmly grabbed her wrist in protest. The sudden rush of fear softened him. “Please…stop,” he sputtered out, his eyes full of trepidation.
Caelin, anticipating this reaction, caressed his cheek with her free hand and placed a line of gentle kisses across it towards his ear. Alex turned his face away, ashamed. “Trust me, Alex,” she whispered.
He did not let her go. She pulled back and tilted his head back to face hers. “Do you love me?” He nodded. “Then trust me, Alex.”
He searched her face for any uncertainty. Seeing none, he released her wrist from his grip and let her undo his pants. He lifted up a bit so she could remove them, flushing with embarrassment. He was so nervous that he was flaccid. How could she want him when he couldn’t even be ready for her? Caelin looked at him with adoration and place a loving kiss upon his lips. Tears welled up in his eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
She hushed him and gave him another, this time deeper, kiss. She massaged his chest, and moved downward to his hips and thighs. She moved to his inner thighs, and the feelings of desire returned to him. She continued massaging upward to his sensitive junction, helping him reach his full potential. Never once did she touch or look back at his stump. She didn’t care - she wanted him as he was, and not as he used to be. She knew no other Alex. Alex’s breathing quickened with her caresses. He moved his hands down to the hem of her under-dress which was draped across her thighs and began sliding the dress upwards. Now completely nude he admired her true natural beauty - the softness of her skin with all the right curves. He continued exploring her exposed skin with his hands as she moved forward and positioned herself above him. The new contact with her warm, moist center made him shut his eyes in anticipation. “Alex, look at me,” she pleaded. When she received the eye contact she wanted, she lowered herself down.
He shuddered with the blissful contact and held on to her hips as she established a steady, slow rhythm with him. Gaining a little more confidence he began meeting her motion with his own until they each played an equal role. Alex started to move more urgently as he felt his peak near, and grabbed her shoulders from around the back to increase the depth of their contact. The new arrangement allowed him to massage Caelin in the right places and she, too, began feeling the build-up of her release. With a final deep thrust he spilled into her as she clenched around him. They sat in silence for a moment, relishing the sensation and catching their breaths as they calmed down. Alex rested his forehead against Caelin’s chest and place a gently kiss on her sternum. His nose traced delicate lines there, and he left tiny kisses in their wake. He finally looked up at her and she looked down at him. They smiled at each other as their lips met for a soft kiss.