Elissa put her hands against his chest and pushed roughly at him, keeping him from her, and looked at him crossly. His face immediately softened and he looked contrite as he offered his apology. “Love, I got caught up in the moment, you know I don’t have a lot of experience.”
“Well I’m not a rocking horse. You are being so strange tonight!”
He silenced her words with kisses and resumed his more gentle and steady pace, and soon their breaths matched, gasp for gasp as they strived toward their peak.
~~~~~
Leliana choked she laughed so hard. Morrigan pounded the bard between the shoulder blades, but weakly as laughter sapped strength from her limbs. She looked at the Alistair doll lying limply on the ground beside her and laughed out loud again at the memory of the wild jerking she had induced by waggling the doll back and forth in a forward position.
“Morrigan, you are too much!” Leliana gasped, trying to catch her breath.
Morrigan merely nodded in reply, not able to produce words and reached for the doll.
~~~~~
Elissa cried at as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, rooted at her centre and radiating outwards. Alistair joined her moments later, gasping and panting for breath, his own road to orgasm having been somewhat more complicated and tiring. He collapsed against her and rolled to the side, causing her to cry out again as he withdrew from her so abruptly. He gathered her into his arms and she nestled her head against his chest. She felt peaceful and content as she always did when they made love, but she also felt relieved that the bizarreness had past and that perhaps now she could indulge in the cuddling she so enjoyed.
Alistair kissed her softly before murmuring, “Thank you, love. I’m sorry about the giggling fit, I suppose I might be a bit tired.”
“We have been pushing ourselves hard.” She nuzzled his neck.
Alistair absently scratched his side and loosened his hold upon her to scratch at his head. Before long he head nearly doubled over as he reached to scratch at his foot, and then his leg. “Are you itchy? Did we get bugs in here?”
Elissa shook her head. “You’re probably just warm, we did just exert ourselves.” She waved a hand before him in an attempt to fan some cool air over his face.
He scratched at his groin and they both looked, startled as he began to fondle himself.
“Well I’m not a rocking horse. You are being so strange tonight!”
He silenced her words with kisses and resumed his more gentle and steady pace, and soon their breaths matched, gasp for gasp as they strived toward their peak.
~~~~~
Leliana choked she laughed so hard. Morrigan pounded the bard between the shoulder blades, but weakly as laughter sapped strength from her limbs. She looked at the Alistair doll lying limply on the ground beside her and laughed out loud again at the memory of the wild jerking she had induced by waggling the doll back and forth in a forward position.
“Morrigan, you are too much!” Leliana gasped, trying to catch her breath.
Morrigan merely nodded in reply, not able to produce words and reached for the doll.
~~~~~
Elissa cried at as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, rooted at her centre and radiating outwards. Alistair joined her moments later, gasping and panting for breath, his own road to orgasm having been somewhat more complicated and tiring. He collapsed against her and rolled to the side, causing her to cry out again as he withdrew from her so abruptly. He gathered her into his arms and she nestled her head against his chest. She felt peaceful and content as she always did when they made love, but she also felt relieved that the bizarreness had past and that perhaps now she could indulge in the cuddling she so enjoyed.
Alistair kissed her softly before murmuring, “Thank you, love. I’m sorry about the giggling fit, I suppose I might be a bit tired.”
“We have been pushing ourselves hard.” She nuzzled his neck.
Alistair absently scratched his side and loosened his hold upon her to scratch at his head. Before long he head nearly doubled over as he reached to scratch at his foot, and then his leg. “Are you itchy? Did we get bugs in here?”
Elissa shook her head. “You’re probably just warm, we did just exert ourselves.” She waved a hand before him in an attempt to fan some cool air over his face.
He scratched at his groin and they both looked, startled as he began to fondle himself.
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