She may have valued him enough to give him a name, but the love she felt insisted it would be like treating him as a pet, not a person, least of all the one she wanted to spend her life with. Perhaps at some point they really needed to talk about the matter, but not now. There were much more important things to think of, or more specifically, feel at that moment.
At first, on feeling his hands pulled back, she worried he thought it best that they wait longer, or that he didn't want to go that far anyway. Of course those doubts disappeared as he laid his hands on her waist, pulling her close. She visibly shivered at the sensation of the touches, spine curving to pressing his palms, just to revel in the action.
Still, that was easily beat when he kissed her, initially startling her with how forward he was being. It didn't take long until the melted against him, clinging tight as muffled mews escaped her throat and vibrated against her lips, mouth opening instinctively as she contined to moan softly in pleasure, trying her best to return that passion. Her fingers tangled in his hair, small form pressing into his chest, more than happy to submit and feel everything he had to give.
Despite how little he wanted the moment to end, the knight remained unsure of where to go from here. He had merely desired to show her that he was absolutely devoted beyond words ability to express. Regardless of his uncertainty of what to do next, some part of him must have been aware of what direction they were travelling as his armour continued to reduce itself to nothingness. Spreading from his wrists back to his shoulders, the same light tinkling noise as it faded away to reveal pale and muscular arms. At his shoulders and spreading across his chest was another sign of his unnatural origin, red markings with an odd texture almost identical to the red raiment he wore, as if it were replacing his skin.
Carefully he released her from the grip of his hands, and a moment later his lips, taking a deep breath. By now his torso was completely exposed, a mingling of natural and unnatural, his abs completely normal and exceptionally sculpted. He had not made any audible signs of pleasure, but the way his face glowed and his skin prickled made it clear he was enthralled. "Amelia..." he murmured softly, as if that helped things in any way.
Well, he had certainly succeeded in what message to get across. Amelia not only found herself aware of just how devoted he was to what they shared, but felt her own nervousness and reservations slip away with ease. There was no reason to doubt, when it felt this right. As he drew back, she could help but admire the view before her. She might have been more curious about the marks if not for the circumstances. Currently, all she could do was stare in awe.
After a brief hesitance, one hand reached out and rested over his chest, right were his heart would be. Her fingers traced light patterns across his skin, tracing those unusual but beautiful markings, at least she thought they were. Then again, she doubted she could find anything about him she didn't like.
Hearing her name, seeing that expression, worry evaporated, ahs did not waste time in taking his hand, walking backwards towards the bed. Her eyes never left his, even as she stepped back as her hands set to work, unlacing the ties of the dress, loosening it more and more until the gown fell into a big puddle of fabric at her feet with the softest of rustles. Now in in only her underclothes, which consisted of a corset, slip and underwear, her small arms wrapped around his torso, lips pressing a small kiss to his chest before looking up at the knight. "I trust you, so...do what feels right."
His heart beat steadily but powerfully under her fingers, the almost 'M' shaped red smooth but tough to touch, and slightly warmer than the rest of his skin.
He completely obediently followed her lead, rising from knee to follow behind her. As he did the boots of his armour followed suit with the rest, disappearing in small squares at a time, almost like a crystal formation being created in reverse. It had reached his knees before it revealed more of the unusual. A ring of it formed around the back of the joint and the kneecap itself was had more metal strips merged with his flesh. He shrugged his shoulders to drop his raiment, leaving him only in the barest of coverings himself.
With her consent given, the knight nodded softly before placing his hands on directly on Amelia's rear. He'd literally dreamt of touching it for a long time now. He really had-he didn't know why he found a nice backside so fascinating, but he wasn't going to resist immediately finding out if the reality was as good as the fantasy. His touch was soft but insistent, fingers flexing gently as he held her close, lowering his chin to rest on her head.
Feeling that gently but strong rhythm within his chest, she couldn't resist pressing her lips over the area, feeling the beat pulse through her, able to both lull her to sleep and yet entice and enthrall her at the same time. She wasn't usually one to be full of herself, but there was the smallest inkling of pride within her as she listened to it, knowing she was making that heart beat in that manner.
Her eyes continued to wander as she took more of his physique in, her cheeks still warm the more she viewed, but enough to deter her. She did feel the urge to bury her head against him, both for affection and to hide her embarrassment, bringing herself as close as she could manage, humming at the warmth from their skin just brushing against each others through what little clothes were left.
Her breath notably hitched on feeling those hands on her rear. Being touched like that was one thing, but experiencing it in knowing it was being done by the person she cared for more than anything, it was enough to make her just about melt against his body. Even with her focused on those sensations, she somehow stepped out of the puddle of material at her feet, shivering at how his fingers carressed her skin. Feeling her legs shaking, she knew it was best they settle down more comfortably, in case her body collapsed due to the sensations. Gently, she tugged him further back, hoping he would understand without her needing to speak as she started to lower herself down onto the mattress.
So sorry, I could have sworn I replied to this!charge_swordDecember 21 2011, 12:16:42 UTC
Her knight followed her lead without hesitantion, lying her down with one hand remaining under her. He couldn't bring himself to let go of that perfectly appealing rear. His fingers gently kneaded at the soft body, bringing himself above her, raised at the waist to keep his weight off of her for now.
"Amelia...You're so beautiful," he muttered, taking advantage of the current pose to look down at her, drinking in everything he could see. His eyes were filled with endless and obvious awe and admiration, his free hand brushing hair from her face before resting on her cheek, stroking the skin with a warm hand.
Not to worry, these things happen~healsforjusticeDecember 21 2011, 14:37:59 UTC
She instinctively leaned her face into his palm rubbing her cheek against it gently as she placed her own hand on top of his. He could no doubt feel the warmth in her skin, a blush spreading across her features at his words, but her smile never faltered. Seeing his above her, staring in that manner made her shiver pleasantly, only aiding in making her want him more.
Sitting herself up a little, humming at the feeling on his touch still present on her rear, her free hand reached out to carress along his chest, tracing patterns around the small oddities in his skin, admiring the textures beneath her fingers.
"Help me, please." she whispered in request, guiding the hand on her face down to her back, were the ties to the corset were. They were so close now, but she wanted to keep things intimate, hoping he would enjoying relieving her of the last of her garments as much as she would him doing it.
He most certainly would enjoy that particular endeavour. He kept things slow, fingers carefully working without rushing the matter. He didn't lack passion-he was merely making sure he was doing everything perfectly. His heart beat heavier as her fingers touched the redness, and his breathing became deeper with it.
It didn't take him too long to undo the corset, and once he had he paused to lower himself, pressing a short and soft kiss to her lips before he tugged to remove the garment, rising up again to once more admire the view.
Her fingers continued to roam across his chest, paying attention to those small spots that caused him to breathe heavier. Each little movement made her shiver, longing to be close once she was exposed.
She arched into the kiss, prolonging the touch of their lips as long as she could. As they drew apart, she quickly became aware of the corset slipping past her skin, cool air brushing over her chest and revealing her curved form and full chest, quite big despite her petite size. Amelia had to grip the sheets to stop her hands going to cover herself, biting her lip nervously as she hoped her small frame would be appealing. Still, the slip and underwear had to come off too, but she would give him a moment first, despite her anxious expression.
The knight found her body most appealing, despite (or perhaps because of) the difference in their sizes. His hand finally emerged from under her, after giving her rear a farewell squeeze, and both of his hands set about carefully clearing her slip from breasts, sliding it down and out of the way. With her properly exposed, he was instantly more fascinated than before, their large curves intriquing.
Gently, he placed his palms to her navel, sliding them over her skin with soft touches, heading upwards until he took both breasts into his hands, cupping them from the sides with great care. "Ah...They feel fantastic..."
As the silky material slipped down her body, Amelia gasped softly, shivering as she lay there. Her uneven breaths only drew more attention to her bust as her chest moved up and down with each intake of air. That look eased her concerns at least, happy to let him enjoy this however he wished. Making him happy was what mattered the most to her at that moment.
Her back curved instinctively to meet his hands, whimpering at the touches. When he did finally rest his fingers around the swell of her chest, she tensed, mewing at the first intimate tingles brought from the contact. She quivered as she lay there, already feeling the small nubs of her nipples perking at the touch. His hands were so large, they likely could cover her bust entirely, a prospect that was not unwelcome.
"I'm glad. You can do anything you want with them." she smiled back, wanting to feel his touch more as she settled down, submitting happily to him.
Her every sound excited him, urged him to do more. He wanted to hear more, he wanted to be the cause of that wonderful noise that sent ripples of pleasure through his nerves. Quietly he mumbled to her, as his hands slid from the sides of her soft breast to take them properly into his hands, fingers squeezing to test just how soft they were. "Absolutely anything?"
Lowering his head down, he kissed her neck, tongue sliding over the silky skin briefly for reasons he could not understand. And it wasn't a lonely kiss, another following lower at her collar bone. And a third, to the corner of her jaw. There didn't seem to be a part of her he didn't want to taste, to enjoy to the fullest. Without even realising it, he had retracted the last of his armour, leaving him completely naked.
The best she could manage at first was a short nod in answer to his question, her voice unable to form coherant words as his hands wandered over her body. He was in luck, as Amelia was just as vocal in this setting as she was in normal day to day duties. She seemed unable to quieten down, moaning as she writhed wantonly, pressing her breasts further into his hands.
"Y-Yes, anything..." she managed to gasp finally, though was soon panting once more as his mouth trailed across her skin, her head tilting to allow him better access. Naturally, she was too swept up in the sensations to realise he was nude now as well, at least until his body was closer to hers.
Squirming more, she tangled her legs around his, while her small hands stroked his face and ran her fingers through his hair tenderly. It seemed to be a wish to keep intimacy as much as to coax his head down to keep running his lips over her body. This was only further confirmed when she found herself able to speak. "I meant what I said. I'm yours, so touch me however you want to, please."
At first, on feeling his hands pulled back, she worried he thought it best that they wait longer, or that he didn't want to go that far anyway. Of course those doubts disappeared as he laid his hands on her waist, pulling her close. She visibly shivered at the sensation of the touches, spine curving to pressing his palms, just to revel in the action.
Still, that was easily beat when he kissed her, initially startling her with how forward he was being. It didn't take long until the melted against him, clinging tight as muffled mews escaped her throat and vibrated against her lips, mouth opening instinctively as she contined to moan softly in pleasure, trying her best to return that passion. Her fingers tangled in his hair, small form pressing into his chest, more than happy to submit and feel everything he had to give.
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Carefully he released her from the grip of his hands, and a moment later his lips, taking a deep breath. By now his torso was completely exposed, a mingling of natural and unnatural, his abs completely normal and exceptionally sculpted. He had not made any audible signs of pleasure, but the way his face glowed and his skin prickled made it clear he was enthralled. "Amelia..." he murmured softly, as if that helped things in any way.
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After a brief hesitance, one hand reached out and rested over his chest, right were his heart would be. Her fingers traced light patterns across his skin, tracing those unusual but beautiful markings, at least she thought they were. Then again, she doubted she could find anything about him she didn't like.
Hearing her name, seeing that expression, worry evaporated, ahs did not waste time in taking his hand, walking backwards towards the bed. Her eyes never left his, even as she stepped back as her hands set to work, unlacing the ties of the dress, loosening it more and more until the gown fell into a big puddle of fabric at her feet with the softest of rustles. Now in in only her underclothes, which consisted of a corset, slip and underwear, her small arms wrapped around his torso, lips pressing a small kiss to his chest before looking up at the knight. "I trust you, so...do what feels right."
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He completely obediently followed her lead, rising from knee to follow behind her. As he did the boots of his armour followed suit with the rest, disappearing in small squares at a time, almost like a crystal formation being created in reverse. It had reached his knees before it revealed more of the unusual. A ring of it formed around the back of the joint and the kneecap itself was had more metal strips merged with his flesh. He shrugged his shoulders to drop his raiment, leaving him only in the barest of coverings himself.
With her consent given, the knight nodded softly before placing his hands on directly on Amelia's rear. He'd literally dreamt of touching it for a long time now. He really had-he didn't know why he found a nice backside so fascinating, but he wasn't going to resist immediately finding out if the reality was as good as the fantasy. His touch was soft but insistent, fingers flexing gently as he held her close, lowering his chin to rest on her head.
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Her eyes continued to wander as she took more of his physique in, her cheeks still warm the more she viewed, but enough to deter her. She did feel the urge to bury her head against him, both for affection and to hide her embarrassment, bringing herself as close as she could manage, humming at the warmth from their skin just brushing against each others through what little clothes were left.
Her breath notably hitched on feeling those hands on her rear. Being touched like that was one thing, but experiencing it in knowing it was being done by the person she cared for more than anything, it was enough to make her just about melt against his body. Even with her focused on those sensations, she somehow stepped out of the puddle of material at her feet, shivering at how his fingers carressed her skin. Feeling her legs shaking, she knew it was best they settle down more comfortably, in case her body collapsed due to the sensations. Gently, she tugged him further back, hoping he would understand without her needing to speak as she started to lower herself down onto the mattress.
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"Amelia...You're so beautiful," he muttered, taking advantage of the current pose to look down at her, drinking in everything he could see. His eyes were filled with endless and obvious awe and admiration, his free hand brushing hair from her face before resting on her cheek, stroking the skin with a warm hand.
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Sitting herself up a little, humming at the feeling on his touch still present on her rear, her free hand reached out to carress along his chest, tracing patterns around the small oddities in his skin, admiring the textures beneath her fingers.
"Help me, please." she whispered in request, guiding the hand on her face down to her back, were the ties to the corset were. They were so close now, but she wanted to keep things intimate, hoping he would enjoying relieving her of the last of her garments as much as she would him doing it.
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It didn't take him too long to undo the corset, and once he had he paused to lower himself, pressing a short and soft kiss to her lips before he tugged to remove the garment, rising up again to once more admire the view.
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She arched into the kiss, prolonging the touch of their lips as long as she could. As they drew apart, she quickly became aware of the corset slipping past her skin, cool air brushing over her chest and revealing her curved form and full chest, quite big despite her petite size. Amelia had to grip the sheets to stop her hands going to cover herself, biting her lip nervously as she hoped her small frame would be appealing. Still, the slip and underwear had to come off too, but she would give him a moment first, despite her anxious expression.
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Gently, he placed his palms to her navel, sliding them over her skin with soft touches, heading upwards until he took both breasts into his hands, cupping them from the sides with great care. "Ah...They feel fantastic..."
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Her back curved instinctively to meet his hands, whimpering at the touches. When he did finally rest his fingers around the swell of her chest, she tensed, mewing at the first intimate tingles brought from the contact. She quivered as she lay there, already feeling the small nubs of her nipples perking at the touch. His hands were so large, they likely could cover her bust entirely, a prospect that was not unwelcome.
"I'm glad. You can do anything you want with them." she smiled back, wanting to feel his touch more as she settled down, submitting happily to him.
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be the cause of that wonderful noise that sent ripples of pleasure through his nerves. Quietly he mumbled to her, as his hands slid from the sides of her soft breast to take them properly into
his hands, fingers squeezing to test just how soft they were. "Absolutely anything?"
Lowering his head down, he kissed her neck, tongue sliding over the silky skin briefly for reasons he could not understand. And it wasn't a lonely kiss, another following lower at her collar bone. And a third, to the corner of her jaw. There didn't seem to be a part of her he didn't want to taste, to enjoy to the fullest. Without even realising it, he had retracted the last of his armour, leaving him completely
naked.
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"Y-Yes, anything..." she managed to gasp finally, though was soon panting once more as his mouth trailed across her skin, her head tilting to allow him better access. Naturally, she was too swept up in the sensations to realise he was nude now as well, at least until his body was closer to hers.
Squirming more, she tangled her legs around his, while her small hands stroked his face and ran her fingers through his hair tenderly. It seemed to be a wish to keep intimacy as much as to coax his head down to keep running his lips over her body. This was only further confirmed when she found herself able to speak. "I meant what I said. I'm yours, so touch me however you want to, please."
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