Dreams of the Night

"yes my lord"

She moves to kiss him again her naked body laying on top of his. He can feel her need to join with him again, It is strong.
 
He kisses her back passionately, pulling her to him, his manhood getting very hard again as it brushes up against her opening. His hands caressing her still. Enjoying her body all over his.
 
She grabs his manhood and rubs it against the swollen nub of her clit, the passion igniting her soul high and hot.
 
He groans out softly, his manhood very hard in her hand and pulsating. He thrust a bit against her nub as she holds his manhood there. He deepends the kiss and begins to wrestle around with her tongue, his hands sliding down to her arse.
 
Her body rocks against his, finally she moves his manhood over her moist lovehole and moves her hips thrusting him inside.
 
He moans out softly, feeling her hot love juices all over his manhood as he slips up inside of her. His thrusting slow, passionate, gentle. Wanting to savor the moment.
 
Her hips move with him once more. Thier eyes meet and hold. For an instant the world revolves around them and the love they both feel is blossuming into more then passing fancy.
 
He wants his seeds to explode all inside her. His eyes remained locked upon her eyes. In his eyes, she can see the love and respect he gives her, unlike her old flame, Rygar loves her and cares for her deeply.
 
Arwen

The love in his eyes nearly overwealms her and a tear slips down her cheek. Shes never been so happy as she is this moment. Her hands massage over his hard muscled back.

Even in this land of darkness and danger love cannot be smothered. It is a wonderous thing indeed. She can feel some of his defenses slippin. She reaches up pulling his mouth down on hers for a gentle caressing kiss.
 
He kisses her back softly, pulling her tightly to him, his warms wraping around her tightly. The dark mist slowly encicrles them in a protective blanket, his thrusting begins to pick up the pace as he begins to unleash his seeds into her body. He begins to moan her name out through the passinate kiss.
 
They make love through the night and into the morning. The next morning something seems to change. The moment she steps from his room dressed in the finery of a mistress,the sheer black gown with thick lace placed very carefully belted in gold. Jealous gazes begin.

The king of the realm a dark and broding man approaches Rygar asking who she is and where she came from. His gaze opon her as he speaks makes her want to cover herself. His eyes are cruel and dark and evil.
 
He pulls Arwen into his embrace and stares at the king, a grin forming upon his lips. "Ah my lord... that is something I cannot say. She has great beauty and you will never find someone as lovely as her. She is a beautiful wild flower and she is mine... so I suggest you keep your eyes to yourself my lord." He kisses Arwen passionately and walks down the hall with her, looking back at him and grins. He pats her playfully on the butt.

"Don't mind him.... His name is Palamor... he may seem cruel and such but he is just a scaredy cat."
 
He pulls me into his embrace and stares at the king, a grin forming upon his lips.

"Ah my lord... that is something I cannot say. She has great beauty and you will never find someone as lovely as her. She is a beautiful wild flower and she is mine... so I suggest you keep your eyes to yourself my lord."

He kisses me passionately and we walk down the hall. He looks back at him and grins. Then I feel his hand patting my ass playfully.

"Don't mind him.... His name is Palamor... he may seem cruel and such but he is just a scaredy cat."

I snuggle into him grinning. "If you say so my lord."

But she is not so convinced as the man moves into the shadows watching them turn the corner. She looks at Rygar lovingly.

"What would you have me to do now my lord?"
 
He enjoys the feel of her body snuggling into his, he wraps her up in his cloak a bit, keeping her well protected, the dark mist moving to protect her as well. The mist forms around her like an invisiable barrier. "Never have to worry about anything hurting you... the mist shall protect you."

"You are pretty much free to do as you wish m'lady, you are free to roam these halls. You are pretty much like a lady of this place so act like one." He rounds the next corner and backhands Palamor as he is in the shadows and knocks him out. "Like I said, he is just a scardey cat."
 
Goodbye

((OOC- Thanks for posting with me it was really fun, I look forward to our next thread. For now I am posting myself out.))
 
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